Io ho una teoria. La mia teoria riguarda i girasoli…

I girasoli sono dei fiori particolari: nascono, vivono, e muoiono per il sole. Così come alcune persone, che io chiamo girasoli, vivono per l'amore in tutte le sue forme. Sono persino un po’ attratte dalla sofferenza, come il fiore che vive di tristezza quando il sole va via.

Le persone girasole sono persone particolari, le noti subito perché hanno una strana luce dentro gli occhi, e sono belle, belle da morire. E lucenti come un fuoco che arde. È difficile spegnere certe persone: a volte si spengono da sole, mai per gli altri, e hanno questa capacità di illuminare ogni cosa che hanno attorno.

Fateci caso. A volte ci sono delle persone che incontrate e vi sentite migliori, perché loro fanno questo, vi fanno sentire qualcos'altro: qualcosa di buono, qualcosa che brilla. I girasoli illuminano ogni posto in cui mettono piede. Sono fatte così loro: non puoi non amarle, non puoi spegnerle, non puoi non brillare accanto a loro.

Sono dei fiori, ma profumano di cielo…

- ?

— You’re not you/Qualcosa di buono

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Qualcosa di buono.

ad un certo punto puoi solamente dire basta, rimettere insieme i pezzi e tornare a fare qualcosa di buono per te Marco Polani

“Chissà perché ci fissiamo sempre con quelli che non ci vedono e ignoriamo quelli che lo fanno.” Qualcosa di buono (2015) dir. George C. Wolfe

— Qualcosa di buono

7-Eleven Day!

Tu non sai chi sono davvero.

(Via @piecesofdamon)

Random Instagram / twitter bios

okay so here are some Instagram bios which you could use on twitter too. edit them however you want. Anything in quotes I didn’t make up but the ones not in quotes are (:

“Mornings are for coffee and contemplation.” - Jim Hopper

“I always thought stuff like this happened in movies and comic books.”- Bob Newby

“let the bridges I burn light the way”

I think a lot, but don’t say much

Be more than what you’re worth

did  you not see the crown I wear before you spoke?

any maybe one day you’ll find peace with yourself

this place aint for the faint hearted

don’t touch my crown with your filthy hands

make your own rules

yes I know im dramatic

surround yourself by those that will understand your heart and your mind

women power

emptying my life onto here

everyday is a different story, unless you’re me where everyday is one story about eating, sleeping and tv shows

what you’re about to see may be explicit

in conclusion Im bitter

story strong for yourself.

the heart is full of many secrets

all I want in life is glowing smooth skin

always aim for progress

you can still create art even with just one colour

collecting the moments

happiness is a great colour

when ever she/he comes close to me I alway hear the sirens

yes I still fucking post pictures of food

“lifes to short to be wearing boring clothes”

this is my story. it’s my art

don’t become dependent on others

nothing ever works out for me

don’t let the words of other change what you believe in

we can be friends if you understand my vine references

be someone who always keeps going

live life like you’re creating art; capture the beauty and erase the mistakes.

open your heart just enough to let the demons escape, not your soul.

always think positive, you’ll be happier

stand out from the crowd

lover of all thing pink and pastel

never give up on what you believe

never let other touch your crown, they’ll be quick to kick you off the throne

It’s you that I remember whenever my favorite songs are playing

she has thorns in her heart but still smiles

collecting the memories

happiness looks great on you

if show me your knife and I’ll show you sarcasm

Don’t let the actions of others portray you. paint your own picture

welcome to my art

inhale creativity, exhale originality

bitchin

I easily often everyone

try to find happiness in every situation

I still have that 2008 tumblr emo side to me

break the rules and create your own

queens supporting other queens

problematic but funny

you know its bad yet you still let yourself explore

hold on tight this ride is never stopping

just say it how it is and you’ll find the people that’ll never leave you

kindness is so slept on

sorry only I can touch my crown

if you believe their lies, you’ll become numb to the free and beautiful

if you never lay out the right foundation the future will never stand

see good in all things

do what bring light in your life

you’re not doing it right if you’ve still got money left in you bank account

good vibes only

let happiness override the sadness

bring out the light

find what puts the soul on fire

even just a gentle touch would break her/his fragile heart

put yourself first

yup thats right I still watch spongebob

self-care is important

a gallon of water every day, I still got bad skin I just gotta pee more

put it in reverse

finding the definition of life

the world beneath was crumbling and he/she still stood strong

back off bitch hiss hiss

im moving to bikini bottom bye mom.

short but simple

try even if you know you’re going to fail

when its dark let the smile shine through

On a never-ending journey on an adventure I’m still to find

Find yourself before you rescue others.

the heart still beats ever after its been broken

“Don’t you know I ain’t fucking with them good boys?”

always try to learn something new everyday

its okay to fight your own battles first before you fight in other peoples.

match my energy

watch me finesse yo dumbass

yes I own more than just one black shirt. I own 10

we’re all just stars lost in space

don’t let other make the rules for you

I want to create

comfortable silence is so slept on

and all it took was a touch of gold

“Ain’t you ever seen a princess be a bad bitch?”

never listen to those that they to darken the light in your life

im proud of myself

neither lost nor found

have a positive mindset

im honestly a troubled kid looking for dank memes

don’t look back, chase whats in front

no thanks, I don’t want leftover

I stare at the stars every night thinking what could have been

lets the sadness fade away

I should socialise more

the mark he/she left was eternal

ephemeral: lasting for a very short time

and she/he was idyllically innocent

scintillate: to emit sparks; to twinkle, as the stars

she/he was a psychedelic drug

I never listened to her/his mistakes but always heard her/his smile

choose life

you really tried it

its fine we all make mistakes, you were just born as one

explore to find what defines you

she cute but she also a psycho

sorry but the page you’ve found may be toxic for you

how far will you go?

Everything pours out

Break through the cage around her/his heart

She/he’s calling for a name, but it’s written in stone

if I let go of you, I’ll drop you to the ground

one you start counting the stars you’ll end up stranded

jammin to 2000 bops

its lifeless art

a princess ________________________________________________________________

hope these made sense and excuse the grammar mistakes im really tired semester 2 started im not up for it ):

like/reblog if use (:

what should should my next post be?

“Ghost was closer than a friend. Ghost was a part of him.” - Jon / ADWD

Arya Stark, Azor Ahai, the Princess who was Promised, Bringer of the Dawn and Slayer of the Night King.

— Veronica D.

Dear March, please be good to me.