̴Dark and twisty

Hi, I'm Beatrice and I basically spend my time fangirling over fictional characters and eating cereals.

Luglio 28, 2014 at 10:05pm
18 note
Rebloggato da animesalve-deactivated20140617

Noi fantastichiamo oltre le porte degli altri, ci convinciamo che la nostra vita con un’altra cornice sarebbe andata diversamente, cerchiamo altri padri, altre madri, le protezioni che non abbiamo avuto. Ce la prendiamo col destino, che ci ha fatto nascere qua e non là, perchè con qualcuno ce la dobbiamo prendere. Perchè non c’è niente di peggio del pensiero che, partendo da presupposti diversi, le cose sarebbero andate ugualmente.

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Giulia Carcasi, Io sono di legno
(via luciacl)

(via luciacl)

9:50pm
420.279 note
Rebloggato da your-daisyfreshgirl

One day, he’s going to know. He’ll know your birthday, your middle name, where you were born, your star sign, and your parents names. He’ll know how old you were when you learnt to ride a bike, how your grandparents passed away, how many pets you had, and how much you hated going to school. He’ll know your eye colour, your scars, your freckles, your laugh lines and your birth marks. He’ll know your favourite book, movie, candy, food, pair of shoes, colour, and song. He’s going to know why you’re awake at 5am most nights, where you were when you realised you’d lost a good friend, why you picked up the razor and how you managed to put it down before things went too far. He’s going to know your phobias, your dreams, your fears, your wishes, and your worries. He’s going to know about your first heartbreak, your dream wedding, and your problems with your parents. He’ll know your strengths, weaknesses, laziness, energy, and your mixed emotions. He’s going to know about your love for mayonnaise, your dream of being famous when you were five, your need to quote any film you know all the way through, and your fear of growing older. He’ll know your bad habits, your mannerisms, your stroppy pout,r McDonald’s order, how many sugars to put in your tea, how man your facial expressions, and your laugh like it’s his favourite song. The way you chew, drink, walk, sleep, fidget and kiss. He’s going to know that you’ve already picked out wedding flowers, baby names, tiles for the bathroom, bridesmaid dresses, and the colour of your bedroom walls. He’s going to know, get annoyed at and then accept that you leave clothes everywhere, take twenty minutes to order a Starbucks, have to organise your DVD’s alphabetically, and check your horoscope… just incase. He’ll know youy scoops of ice cream you want, and that you need your sandwiches cut into triangles. He’s going to know how you feel without you telling him, that you need a wee from a look on your face, and that you’re crying without shedding tears. He’s going to know all of it. Everything. You, from top to bottom and inside out. From learning, from sharing, from listening, from watching. He’s going to know every single thing there is to know, and he is still going to love you.

— (via your-daisyfreshgirl)

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9:41pm
12.145 note
Rebloggato da mymompickedthisurl

mymompickedthisurl:

that feeling when you listen to a song with good heaphones for the first time and suddenly you notice 7 new instruments, a child singing harmonies in the background, and you’re just sitting there wide eyed and in love with the song all over again

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9:29pm
262.845 note
Rebloggato da waitrose

because-sterek:

godfrapp:

Does anyone else go on Wikipedia to look something up and then click on a bunch of random links and then half an hour later you’re 10 articles deep into the inner workings of Vietnamese politics

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(Fonte: waitrose, via marmellatadipesche)

9:29pm
262.845 note
Rebloggato da waitrose

because-sterek:

godfrapp:

Does anyone else go on Wikipedia to look something up and then click on a bunch of random links and then half an hour later you’re 10 articles deep into the inner workings of Vietnamese politics

image

(Fonte: waitrose, via marmellatadipesche)

9:25pm
237.681 note
Rebloggato da addelburgh
mioinne:

TELL US WHY YOU’RE CLOSED. WHY ARE YOU CLOSING YOUR DOORS. WHY ARE YOU LOCKING YOUR DOORS TO THE PUBLIC. TELL US THE REASON. WHY.

mioinne:

TELL US WHY YOU’RE CLOSED. WHY ARE YOU CLOSING YOUR DOORS. WHY ARE YOU LOCKING YOUR DOORS TO THE PUBLIC. TELL US THE REASON. WHY.

(Fonte: addelburgh, via gnarly)

9:07pm
192 note
Rebloggato da greysanatomy-italia

È colpa mia.
Io comunico poco con le persone e quando cerco di aprirmi mi lascio trasportare.

— Leah Murphy // Grey’s Anatomy, 10x06. (via greysanatomy-italia)

Luglio 26, 2014 at 12:58pm
169 note
Rebloggato da vento-gelido
vento-gelido:

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vento-gelido:

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11:53am
159.627 note
Rebloggato da slimedeath

slimedeath:

what am i supposed to talk about with people who dont watch tv shows

(via wildest-greys-feelings)

11:51am
1.381.972 note
Rebloggato da thebostonhomo

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