Martina

“Love looks pretty on you. Makes you soft, tender, proud.
Makes you sit up and take notice. Gives you a home to set
down your things.
What a blessing it is, to have music and dancing and poetry.
What a gift it is, to look at someone and say,
I’m so happy to have found you—at last, at last, at long, long
last—you’re here.”
― Lang Leav, Love Looks Pretty on You

“Your first love isn't the first person you give your heart to- it's the first one who beaks it.”
― Lang Leav, Sad Girls

“Idols

You put her on a pedestal. Love her, adore her, crown her
as your queen. Then you watch and wait, for a slip, a split
second when her guard is down. You would tear her into
pieces just to claim a fragment of her story.
No one can be perfect all the time. Why do you expect her to
be any different? Why is she held to an impossible standard?
Why do you take it so personally when she contradicts the
version of herself that exists only in your head?
You think you know her, that she owes you somehow. That
her existence is only relative to yours. But she is her own
person. She lives and breathes, she hopes and dreams. She has
a life, a love, a family, a purpose. And she doesn’t owe anyone
a damn thing.”
― Lang Leav, Love Looks Pretty on You

“[...] non so come comunicarti qualcosa dell'assoluto eterno indomabile incondizionato inarrestabile irrazionale razionalissimo costante infinito amore che ho per te.”
― Sarah Kane, Crave