I love travelling, drawing, dreaming... I'm in a long distant relationship he's american and I'm italian. I'm a smart person, I just do stupid things. Never stop dreaming!
i always think “if people want to talk to me they will” which is my reasoning for never really starting conversations so i’m permanently thinking no one wants to talk but what if they’re sat there thinking the same and it’s just this cycle of silence that never gets broken because i’m too stubborn to just put myself out there
A. WHY MY LAST RELATIONSHIP ENDED.
B. FAVORITE BAND.
C. WHO I LIKE AND WHY I LIKE THEM.
D. HARDEST THING I’VE EVER BEEN THROUGH.
E. MY BEST FRIEND.
F. MY FAVORITE MOVIE.
G. SEXUAL ORIENTATION.
H. DO I SMOKE/DRINK?
I. HAVE ANY TATTOOS OR PIERCINGS?
J. WHAT I WANT TO BE WHEN I GET OLDER.
K. RELATIONSHIP WITH MY PARENTS.
L. ONE OF MY INSECURITIES.
M. VIRGIN OR NOT?
N. FAVOURITE PLACE TO SHOP AT?
O. MY EYE COLOUR.
P. WHY I HATE SCHOOL.
Q. RELATIONSHIP STATUS AS OF RIGHT NOW.
R. FAVOURITE SONG AT THE MOMENT.
S. A RANDOM FACT ABOUT MYSELF.
T. AGE I GET MISTAKEN FOR.
U. WHERE I WANT TO BE RIGHT NOW.
V. LAST TIME I CRIED.
W. CONCERTS I’VE BEEN TO.
X. WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF (…)?
Y. DO YOU WANT TO GO TO COLLEGE.
Z. HOW ARE YOU
Inside me there are pieces that were once parts of fires in elsewhere in the universe. I can feel them searing whenever somebody hurts me, and when I feel love. They’re still hot. All of the ancient tiny coals inside me are dying to get out.