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Ho creato questo blog per rendere reali quelle storie che esistono solo nella mia mente. Forse, mettendole per iscritto, acquisiranno una certa concretezza.





Isn't strange that we kill
flowers just because they are
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Bianco

Dopo secoli di inattività, torno a postare.

Questo è uno scritto che ho fatto per il reading di scrittura creativa.
Il testo tratta di morte perinatale, ovvero bimbi nati morti. Lo dico perchè ad alcune persone potrebbe dare fastidio.
Per il resto, buona lettura.


Ha il sole negli occhi e il sorriso sulle labbra, e quando lui la guarda la prima volta tutto ciò che vede è un’ombra nera in controluce. Il vestito le danza intorno, e non si posa mai completamente sulla sua forma piena. Il vento alza i palloncini tutti intorno a loro, e mentre la guarda, quasi pensa che ne abbia nascosto uno sotto al vestito.
Ha il vento in bocca e le lacrime sulle guance, e quando lui la vede e le chiede: Come stai?
Lei scuote la testa, e i capelli le si appiccicano al volto e lei non li sposta.
Lui le passa un braccio intorno alle spalle. “Passerà” dice, “passerà.”
Ma non passa, e l’anno dopo sono di nuovo là: di fronte a una tomba bianca che splende al sole, con le lacrime che gocciolano dal mento e il sudore che scende lungo la tempia mentre parlano con un pezzo di granito, con quelle ossa lunghe quanto una candela e fragili quanto uno stelo.
Lui la guarda. Insieme accarezzano i due angeli gemelli sulla tomba, osservano le scritte dorate. Lei sorride. In controluce è poco più di un’ombra, un ramo curvo che oscilla nel vento e prima o poi si spezzerà, ma il sorriso sottile è come la luna nuova nella notte. “Passerà,” le ripete lui. “Passerà.”
E non passa tutto insieme. Passa a piccole tappe. Passa mentre lei non ci pensa, mentre alza le scatole per liberare l’appartamento, mentre guarda i granelli di polvere danzare nei fasci di sole, mentre si rende conto che ” A loro piaceva il bianco.” , mente toglie le tende in lino, chiude la porta a chiave e vede il fiocco di neve attaccato al portachiavi, e il volto le pare troppo asciutto nel sole.
Passa a piccole tappe, mentre ripiega i vestiti troppo larghi e li regala alle amiche, e fa felicitazioni e regala i fiocchi azzurri che aveva attaccato alla porta. Ma non passa mai a sufficienza, e l’anno dopo piantano nella ghiaia bianca dei garofani rosa. La prima acqua che ricevono è salata, ma non li uccide. E il granito splende nella luce e prima che lui possa dire qualcosa, lei scuote la testa e alza la mano. “Passerà, lo so.”

La casa nuova è vuota, fatta eccezione per un divano bianco in pelle e uno scaffale bianco di fronte e una tv nera che rimane spenta. Quando per il compleanno le fanno la festa a sorpresa, i palloncini volano intorno a lei. Veste di giallo, è diversa da quella volta in cui lui la vide: quando lui le posa un palloncino sulla pancia, lei se lo nasconde sotto al vestito. E ormai in controluce non sembra mai un’ombra.
Ha preso a portare un bracciale con due rose azzure in turchese lavorato: è una sottile fascia d’oro bianco che luccica al sole. ” A loro sarebbe piaciuto il bianco.”
E lui non le dice che anche l’ospedale era bianco. Che lo era il letto. Ci ha provato solo una volta, “Appunto: loro sono nati nel rosso.” aveva risposto lei.
E non passa mai, non passa mai, ma una sera, a cena, lei sorride e il suo sorriso è una mezza luna, illuminata da un sole distante che le dà luce, mentre si passa una mano sul rigonfiamento sotto alla maglia e gli stringe il ginocchio.
Non passa mai, ma quando lei dice che a loro sarebbe piaciuto il bianco, e forse anche l’azzurro, lui le crede. Come le crede quando gli dice che la terza rosa sul bracciale è gialla perchè a lei il rosa non piacerà.
Di fronte al granito bianco e agli angeli piange. ” Non passa mai.” gli dice “Ma poi, bene o male, ci si abitua.”





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jforjoelle:

last time i did this my wish really came true. so im going to wish again

nothing to lose. :))

Let’s hope

Why not? :)

*crossing fingers*

pretty much^^^^

i got nothing to lose. (:

Last time i did this my wish came true.

Jesus Christ if my wish comes true I will piss

im fucking crying of joy at the /thought/ of my wish coming true…

it came true last time…so why not

<3

hoping and praying…

Why not.

lets see.

my wish came true……………..this is creepy





25.000 mi piace!



I, your Friendly Neighborhood Librarian absolve you from all literary sins and encourage you to go and read what you like on the platform of your choosing.

spastasmagoria:

Never feel guilty for reading fan fic at 3am. Everything is fanfic in the end. From fanfic you were made, to fanfic you shall return.

Read that which has been panned by literary snobs. Read novels churned out by the dozen by authors with a dozen pseudonyms.

Read your US and People. Flip through Popular Science just for the gadgets section. Read articles about the perfect chocolate chip cookie.

Read books outside your comfort zone. Don’t finish them if you don’t want. It’s the book’s fault, not yours.

Read in your comfort zone. Read a YA and romance and science if and fantasy.

Skip over the boring bits. Read it because you heard about it from Oprah or because everyone else is reading it.

Giggle yourself silly at something so poorly written and full of author wish fulfillment that you just can’t stop reading it.

Don’t listen to the keepers of taste and culture. Their reward comes every time they pat themselves on the back for their superior taste.

Don’t listen to the academics that bemoan the downfall of society and learning. They have been doing that since Socrates’ time.

Don’t listen to the tv presenters who insist you are not cultured if you haven’t read from this list of books.

Audio books count as reading. Ebooks count as reading. Fanfic of questionable quality counts as reading. Rereading books for the third time counts as reading. Reading to your child counts as reading. Reading from the back of the cereal box (and doing the puzzle) counts as reading.

TL;DR: read what you want. Don’t be ashamed. Never let someone try to make you feel bad for how or what you read and enjoy. Tell them that I, your Friendly Neighborhood Librarian have absolved you from your guilt and have given you special blessings. Go forth and read, my child.



purplebulbasaur:

officialjoethecat:

purplebulbasaur:

Guys seriously please share my friends sister has gone missing.her name is Caitlyn gibbons. 5’7. Black hair. 140 lb. brown eyes.she does not drive.her phone goes to voicemail and locator doesn’t work. Her boyfriend house has been searched.She was last seen in norcross,Georgia near Peachtree corners. Please contact me if you have any sort of information

guys oh my god this is my friend please spread this!!!

Please share there has no been no news we are desperate to find her





princeofbellehair:

diaemyung:

irresistiblyable:

reachingmyweightlossgoal:

dude-its-liz:

PLEASE Share this!!!

WRITTEN BY A COP: Everyone should take 5 minutes to read this. It may save your life or a loved one’s life. In daylight hours, refresh yourself of these things to do in an emergency situation… This is for you, and for you to share with your wife, your children, & everyone you know. After reading these 9 crucial tips, forward them to someone you care about. It never hurts to be careful in this crazy world we live in.

1. Tip from Tae Kwon Do :The elbow is the strongest point on your body. If you are close enough to use it, do!

2. Learned this from a tourist guide. If a robber asks for your wallet and/or purse,
DO NOT HAND IT TO HIM. Toss it away from you… Chances are that he is more interested in your wallet and/or purse than you, and he will go for the wallet/purse.
RUN LIKE MAD IN THE OTHER DIRECTION!

3. If you are ever thrown into the trunk of a car, kick out the back tail lights and stick your arm out the hole and start waving like crazy.. The driver won’t see you, but everybody else will. This has saved lives.

4. Women have a tendency to get into their cars after shopping, eating, working, etc., and just sit (doing their checkbook, or making a list, etc.
DON’T DO THIS!) The predator will be watching you, and this is the perfect opportunity for him to get in on the passenger side, put a gun to your head,
and tell you where to go. AS SOON AS YOU GET INTO YOUR CAR ,
LOCK THE DOORS AND LEAVE..

If someone is in the car with a gun to your head DO NOT DRIVE OFF, Repeat:
DO NOT DRIVE OFF! Instead gun the engine and speed into anything, wrecking the car. Your Air Bag will save you. If the person is in the back seat they will get the worst of it. As soon as the car crashes bail out and run. It is better than having them find your body in a remote location.

5. A few notes about getting into your car in a parking lot, or parking garage:
A.) Be aware:look around you, look into your car, at the passenger side floor ,
and in the back seat.
B.) If you are parked next to a big van, enter your car from the passenger door.
Most serial killers attack their victims by pulling them into their vans while the women
are attempting to get into their cars. C.) Look at the car parked on the driver’s side of your vehicle, and the passenger side.. If a male is sitting alone in the seat nearest your car, you may want to walk back into the mall, or work, and get a guard/policeman to walk you back out. IT IS ALWAYS BETTER TO BE SAFE THAN SORRY. (And better paranoid than dead.)

6. ALWAYS take the elevator instead of the stairs. Stairwells are horrible places to be alone and the perfect crime spot. This is especially true at NIGHT!)

7. If the predator has a gun and you are not under his control, ALWAYS RUN!
The predator will only hit you (a running target) 4 in 100 times; and even then,
it most likely WILL NOT be a vital organ. RUN, Preferably in a zig -zag pattern!

8. As women, we are always trying to be sympathetic: STOP It may get you raped, or killed. Ted Bundy, the serial killer, was a good-looking, well educated man, who ALWAYS played on the sympathies of unsuspecting women. He walked with a cane, or a limp, and often asked ‘for help’ into his vehicle or with his vehicle, which is when he abducted his next victim.

9. Another Safety Point: Someone just told me that her friend heard a crying baby on her porch the night before last, and she called the police because it was late
and she thought it was weird.. The police told her ‘Whatever you do, DO NOT
open the door..’ The lady then said that it sounded like the baby
had crawled near a window, and she was worried that it would crawl to the street and get run over. The policeman said, ‘We already have a unit on the way,
whatever you do, DO NOT open the door.’ He told her that they think a serial killer
has a baby’s cry recorded and uses it to coax women out of their homes thinking that someone dropped off a baby.. He said they have not verified it, but have had several calls by women saying that they hear baby’s cries outside their doors when they’re home alone at night.

10. Water scam! If you wake up in the middle of the night to hear all your taps outside running or what you think is a burst pipe, DO NOT GO OUT TO INVESTIGATE! These people turn on all your outside taps full blast so that you will go out to investigate and then attack.

Stay alert, keep safe, and look out for your neighbors! Please pass this on
This post should probably be taken seriously because the Crying Baby Theory was mentioned on America ‘s Most Wanted when they profiled
the serial killer in Louisiana

I’d like you to forward this to all the women you know.
It may save a life. A candle is not dimmed by lighting another candle..
I was going to send this to the ladies only,
but guys, if you love your mothers, wives, sisters, daughters, etc.,
you may want to pass it onto them, as well.

Send this to any woman you know that may need
to be reminded that the world we live in has a lot of crazies in it
and it’s better to be safe than sorry..
Everyone should take 5 minutes to read this. It may save your life or
a loved one’s life.

I’m putting this to all my followers not just female…

Be safe everyone

Always be careful guys. Safe first!

I reblog this every time I see it, you never know when you’ll need this information.



Colour Gun

blackandwhiteteaparty:

Annie got to know Mikasa through tattoos.
In Annie’s small tattoo parlour, on a padded table, in a room in the back whose walls were covered with mirror shards and painted landscapes, the humming of the tattoo gun the only sound in the room, except for their breathing.

Edited from head to toe,…



concernedresidentofbakerstreet:

the-alphakids-have-the-tardis:

jaclcfrost:

jaclcfrost:

do you know how great the dresses from the 2010 alice in wonderland movie are

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they’re really great

and let’s not forget the best thing

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the armor

SOMEONE HAS FINALLY POINTED THIS OUT YESYES THANK YOU

FEMALE ARMOR THAT ACTUALLY COVERS THE BODY AND IS STILL FUCKING GORGEOUS I FUCKING LOVE THIS MOVIE EVEN IF IT’S NOTHING LIKE THE BOOKS



amirosebooks:

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Following our Red Queen’s various announcements here is a take on the reasons you should vote for “Touch & Geaux”.

VOTE!!!

if you don’t know what DABWAHA IS GO HERE

SCHEDULE IS HERE

PRIZES ARE HERE

VOTE

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I’ve had people who don’t even know the english language vote for this. Italian - and GMT +1 time zone - end of voting time is 6 AM. VOTE. 



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