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Alla fine la tua promessa l'hai mantenuta.
Noi non siamo durati ma il nostro amore sarà comunque per sempre.
C'è una differenza sostanziale tra l'amore e lo stare insieme: separati il sentimento è puro, senza intacchi di litigi e piani di ricostruzione. Io ti amo ma non ti voglio, il che è una contraddizione come me e te.
Ora guarda queste aquile, guarda l'orizzonte e spiegami se si può volare anche insieme. Guarda i miei occhi e dimmi: potrai mai amarmi e farmi stare bene?
—  About a moonlight

Dear S,

I don’t think I’ll truly ever believe that you’re over her. I’m sorry. You get so angry every time I bring it up and I don’t think that’s fair, but a day doesn’t go by that I don’t think of what you did.

You told me that you hate her. I said that hate is a strong word, and you said it’s true. But why send her all the jokes? To make her smile? To picture her laugh? I don’t think that’s what hate is.

You don’t get to have both of us. You don’t get to dream of her if you’re with me.

Amici e conoscenti mi ripetono che lui è meglio di te. Il fatto è che non sono solo parole, non sono solo scritte, ci sono i fatti - quelli che a me piacciono e tu non hai preferito mai ai discorsi spiccioli che pronunciavi- a testimoniare quanto lui sia meglio in tutto.
Ha stracciato tutti i tuoi record, lo sai? Ha segnato più goal di quanto tu abbia mai sognato, mi ha offerto un sacco di cose servite su un piatto d'argento, mi ha parlato con la bocca di miele e profuma sempre di colonie costose. Ha la maglietta uguale alla tua ma la veste meglio, ha gli occhi più chiari e lucenti, la voce più roca, sceglie pure canzoni d'amore più dolci da cantarmi.
Sa fare tutto meglio di te, tranne amarmi.
—  About a moonlight

Dear Mrs G,

I just wanted to say thank you.
Thank you for being the best teacher I could ever imagine.
Thank you for always supporting me. Thank you for actually caring about me.

When you wrote me this message today, after you visited me at my internship, telling me that you are proud of me I had to cry. This was the first time someone ever said this to me. Your kind words took away my pain today.

I know that you don’t know that I am struggling a lot lately. To you and everyone else I am this crazy, happy girl that is always laughing. But I am not.

I can’t dance in my dance class anymore when someone is watching because I am scared that they might laugh about me. I can’t look in the mirror in front of me ‘cause I think that I look ugly when I’m dancing.

I can’t talk to my parents because they don’t understand me. For them my older brother always comes first. They always tell him how proud they are and how amazing he is. They would never say anything like this to me. I am only the second choice like always.

The only way I can kinda impress them is with amazing grades. This is the reason why I’m always under a lot of stress and I am constantly afraid to fail. I’m afraid that I’m not good enough.

I’m also almost positive that I’m gay but I don’t have enough courage to come out. I’m scared of what my mom would think of me. And what you would think of me.

Would you hate me for liking girls?

Would you still care for me if you knew these things about me?

I hope that maybe one day I’ll be strong enough to tell you these words in person. I really need someone to talk to and I hope that this someone is you.

Lots of love
S

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they were sleeping together and I wanted to take a picture but I forgot that I had my flash on and I wake her up :((( look at her face, she was totally judging me jdhdsjdk