Alaska ❄️

“Take off your glasses."
"Why? I thought you liked my glassess."
"I love your glasses. I especially love the moment when you take them off.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Fangirl

“- Io ti invidio, perché possiedi le uniche due cose per le quali abbia senso vivere...
- Bellezza e giovinezza - conclude Dorian.
- Eppure, come la rosa più profumata, anche la bellezza è destinata a sfiorire. Compariranno le prime rughe, i capelli bianchi. Morirà questa belle époque, tornerà il decadentismo. I muscoli che sfoggi sotto la camicia pian piano cederanno, il candore della pelle si sporcherà di macchie. Questo quadro che adesso è motivo di orgoglio un giorno diventerà una condanna, perché ti ricorderà quel passato che non potrai più avere.”
― Francesco Falconi, Gray

“I miss you."
"That's stupid," she said. "I saw you this morning."
"It's not the time," Levi said, and she could hear that he was smiling." It's the distance.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Fangirl

“I’ve had a lot of sucks in life
A lot
My parents died almost four years ago, right after I turned seven
With every day that goes by I remember them less and less
Like my mom…I remember that she used to sing.
She was always happy,
always dancing.
Other than what I’ve seen of her in pictures, I don’t really remember what she looks like.
Or what she smells like
Or what she sounds like

And my Dad
I remember more things about him, but only because I thought he was the most amazing man in the world.
He was smart. He knew the answer to everything.
And he was strong.
And he played the guitar.
I used to love lying in bed at night, listening to the music coming from the living room.
I miss that the most.
His music.

After they died, I went to live with my grandma and grandpaul.
Don’t get me wrong…I love my grandparents.
But I loved my home even more.
It reminded me of them.
Of my mom and dad.

My brother had just started college the year they died.
He knew how much I wanted to be home.
He knew how much it meant to me,
so he made it happen.
I was only seven at the time, so I let him do it.
I let him give up his entire life just so I could be home.
Just so I wouldn’t be so sad.
If I could do it all over again, I would have never let him take me.
He deserved a shot, too. A shot at being young.
But sometimes when you’re seven, the world isn’t in 3-D.

So,
I owe a lot to my brother.
A lot of ‘thank you’d’
A lot of ‘I’m sorry’s’
A lot of ‘I love you’s’

I owe a lot to you, Will
For making the sucks in my life a little less suckier
And my sweet?
My sweet is right now.”
― Colleen Hoover, Point of Retreat