Talking with me.

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me - (looking at him)
he - (looking back at me)
me - (smiling at him with nothing but a shy 'hello')
he - (saying hello and still smiling)
me - (still with nothing to say)
he - (knowing she wants to say something, but unable to make the first step)
me - (blushing)
he - (looking at her back as she walks on by)
me - (regreting I didn't say a word)
he - (hoping she comes back tomorrow at the same time and with the same smile)

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you fit me better than my favorite sweater

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moments you know you are going to forget soon, but laughing with your friends about stupid things are always important moments.

about last night, after a great day full of surprises, when we laughed so hard about life and we became even closer.

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for my pesimistic days.

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please.

(Source: cherovskytaste)

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hopefully, not for ever.

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(Source: anditslove)

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I hate to wait. I promised myself I wouldn’t wait for anyone else ever again. And here I am, waiting.

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10

Man-coming-from-the-party-I-left: What are you doing here all by yourself?
Me-sitting-on-the-cold-sand-looking-to--the-sea: I was thinking, remebering... selecting memories.
Man-sitting-next-to-me: And did you find your best?
Me-smiling: Yes.
[smiling pause]
Me-looking-again-at-the-sea: We used to spend every christmas eve at my grandmother's house. i was always so nervious when i was getting ready, but always in a good way. the awful-silver-christmas-tree on the living room (of course we never told that to my granma), my aunt arriving late, my granma getting all the food on the table... every year the same. just before midnight my granfather used to take all of us, the children, for a ride on his old car through all the neibourhood so we can scream out of the window: 'merry christmas'. people in the street looking at the sky for fireworks always said 'for you too' with a big smile. during those 15 minutes we were the happiest kids on earth. i cannot think of a better tradition. by the time we get back all the presents were lying under the awful-silver-chirstmas-tree. after all the excitement of the opening presents moment and the photos full of surprised faces, it was time for my favourite aunt to open her birthday present, and she was always so pleased when that time arrived. i remember her crying most of the years. but with happiness. it was always a big night for all of us. and then we used to talk, dance, drink a toast for the next year... we were such a great family.
[weeping pause]
Me-closing-my-eyes: But I don't wanna think about our last christmas together. good thing we never knew it was the last one, so it's also part of my best memories.

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so glad i dont have a routine.

(Source: imsuchafuckinglady)