Monthly Archives: July 2016

10 tons

I was thinking about the recent terroristic attacks, my dad’s accident, my cousin’s tumour, that girl’s cancer, the train crash close to my hometown…and I felt smashed by the violence and ugliness of life. And I felt so grateful and … Continue reading

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mi manca

Mi manca la complicità con lui. Le risate, il decidere insieme. I only live with the thought that he’s coming soon. I need him, I need his laughing and our warm bodies to feel happy. With him I feel strong … Continue reading

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the sense

Being with him now really made clear for me the fact that we are meant to be together. We just work so well as a team and we both feel so much better when we are together. What’s the sense … Continue reading

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lost my mind

I felt sick on the plane just before landing in Vienna. So strange coming back to Vienna without a real reason. So strange going back to my new flatmate, to getting used again to live with a new person, to … Continue reading

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chasms

In a little challenging moment, he, the man I love, trembled and took out all of his fears and doubts and wishes and frustrations. All those things that he keeps inside of his dark depth and that he should let … Continue reading

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gelide dita

We should talk more about death. Try and get more familiar with it, to feel a bit more ready when it gets close to us (if it is ever possible to be prepared for it). Recently death slightly touched my … Continue reading

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whole bodies spilling against and into one another

Penso all’anno scorso, a quando, dopo non esserci visti per il periodo più lungo in assoluto, lui è venuto a trovarmi. Quella sensazione fortissima di sollievo e di appartenenza l’uno all’altro non potrò mai dimenticarla. Non potrò dimenticare come mi … Continue reading

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