Da mille a zero in un nanosecondo.

I can’t handle this,” he told her.

But something in his expression screamed:

“I can’t handle you.”

And she thought then, that perhaps all relationships were just a case of who gave up first. And her pride couldn’t decide which was worse: giving up when you had promised them not to, or waking up to find that they had given up on you.”


E chi l’avrebbe mai pensato 
che sarebbe bastato 
un tuo sorriso accennato 
 a farmi perdere il fiato.
—Maria Auriemma

Mi stringo la mano immaginandomi la tua

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