Più che al finale coagularsi di queste vecchie tensioni.
Di cui riesco a percepire il ruolo nelle cose.
Ogni tanto mi ritrovo a pensare a quelli che vedono e non ce la fanno.
Quando cammino per strada cerco di mettere fuori fuoco la gente attorno.
È la mia maniera per allenarmi alla salvezza.
Dal suo blog, una ventina di giorni prima.
i was so lost
but that night was beautiful
i was living in london, and i had a punk boy in my life
and it was such a relief to run away to
new york city
i had no time to buy costume, so i just wore my old dolce&gabanna from the 90s
ironically the one the punk boy gave to me ...
i felt so...free and kind of excited
i was with my best friend p, and it was beautiful and strange night
we ended up in the most strangest place, most awkward moments
i think this year i will remember today as the day i slept 10 hours without
any help of anything or anyone without any dreams and woke up feeling peaceful and happy.
no more running away from something or someone or myself.
i wonder what will happen tonight