Erm, Hello. I'm writing this because I know you'll appreciate it. I know you'll read every word eagerly and smile. I know you love this type of shit. I know your heart is beating fast and you're...
Dear Future Me,
Hey. How are you—like, *really*? I hope you’re doing okay. I hope you’re waking up with more peace than dread, and that your heart feels a little lighter than it does right...
Cara me,
ricorda: non conta quanti errori fai, conta farli a volte.
Just a poem with potential for rejuvenation:
You start dying slowly – By Pablo Neruda
You start dying slowly
if you do not travel,
if you do not read,
If you do not listen to the sounds...
Dear Myself,
Today is a fucked up day. You smash a plate to your cat, Darwin, and one of your favorit low cup with a little flower on the side. There is half of tea in it, but you smash it...



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