Destinatus obdura.

L'alba a Milano (instrumental)

Reblogged from Untitled

need it

[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]

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What is the matter with me?!

KAT: I hate the way you talk to meAnd the way you cut your hair.I hate the way you drive my car.I hate it when you stare.I hate your big dumb combat bootsAnd the way you read my mind.I hate you so much it makes me sick.It even makes me rhyme.I hate it…I hate the way you’re always right.I hate it when you lie.I hate it when you make me laugh;Even worse when you make me cry.I hate it when you’re not aroundAnd the fact that you didn’t call,But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you;Not even close;Not even a little bit;Not even at all.

KAT: I hate the way you talk to me
And the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car.
I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots
And the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick.
It even makes me rhyme.
I hate it…
I hate the way you’re always right.
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh;
Even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when you’re not around
And the fact that you didn’t call,
But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you;
Not even close;
Not even a little bit;
Not even at all.

Reblogged from "la vita è meravigliosa, se non se ne ha paura"

“

E’ Natale da fine ottobre. Le lucette si accendono sempre prima, mentre le persone sono sempre più intermittenti. Io vorrei un dicembre a luci spente e con le persone accese.

—

Charles Bukowski

(via apneadiparole)

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