Feb 5, 2025
Stay longer in me, take root.
“A Weight on My Back” by Vera Pavlova
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Stay longer in me, take root.
“A Weight on My Back” by Vera Pavlova
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Δεν είσαι ελεύθερος, απλά το σχοινί σου είναι λίγο μεγαλύτερο.
Ν.Καζαντζάκης, Ζορμπάς
I see you in my refelection, so now I avoid mirrors.
I miss you.
MERDA SANTA
La vita, avvolte
e’ una vera merda,
con il suo classico odore.
Potremmo raccoglierla
per coltivare un fiore,
per profumare il nostro
cuore,
per alleviare il nostro
dolore.
Simone Balbi 07-04-2017
You asked me why I didn't fight for you. Because I cannot control people.
I cannot force something that isn't meant.
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
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SUGLI ALBERI LE FOGLIE
“Si sta come
d’autunno
sugli alberi
le foglie”.
Cadendo in terra e marcendo
nuove forme di vita
si stanno percorrendo,
rinnovando e consolidando.
Nuova linfa,
che proviene da un dramma, da una ferita,
che, d’autunno vestita
non passa per l’inverno.
Come impazzita...
E’ primavera.
L’uscita dalla galera,
la luce al fondo della miniera.
Al calar del sole
questa sera,
la tua preghiera
attraverserà la frontiera.
Dal bilico della morte
verso nuove rotte.
Dal marcio e corrotto,
da un albero vestito
per la festa del morto,
un seme dalla terra
è risorto.
Concime per la vita
è una perdita,
E’ L’ORA DI UNA NUOVA NASCITA.
Simone Balbi 10/11-04-2017
This stupid cold weather, I'm shivering my d@mn boots off #miss California -xoxo lizzizze
I know I'm sickly sweet. Like a marsciono cherry. I know I laugh loud and ugly and often. I know I get giddy when I see a shiny stone. I know I coat myself in bright gauche colors as if I'm a bird of paradise. But I love laughing. I love laughing and collecting shiny stones and picking out shirts in colors that don't go. Im sickly sweet I know. But I've always had a sweet tooth and I love marsciono cherrys. So I'm on a quest to find others with a sweet tooth like mine.