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Day 2 in Verona.. I’m so hungry I literally can not sleep. 9pm at home, 3am here. The difference in culture is incredible from across the atlantic.. Going to take much more than two days to adjust. I never thought I’d be having this much difficulty already.. Even eating is an issue. I don’t speak the language making it hard to do Alomost anything at all, I stand out like a sore thumb-clearly i am not Italian. It’s frustrating, much More so than I expected. The currency is different, the food is different, the market is different. Everything. And on top of it, I just want to be home with my mom, sick grandmother and boyfriend who I miss so much already. I don’t really have a cellphone here, other than to use for wifi when i can get a steady connection. I know things will get better as the month goes on, just a huge adjustment I hadn’t really prepared for, mentally or physically. I definitely should have filled my suitcase with food so I could at least eat something different. Anyways, this is the view from the top of Verona. I had another picture with me in it but figured this was much more appealing. Maybe I’ll try and get some sleep now. It’s almost 3:30. Caio

Day 2 in Verona.. I’m so hungry I literally can not sleep. 9pm at home, 3am here. The difference in culture is incredible from across the atlantic.. Going to take much more than two days to adjust. I never thought I’d be having this much difficulty already.. Even eating is an issue. I don’t speak the language making it hard to do Alomost anything at all, I stand out like a sore thumb-clearly i am not Italian. It’s frustrating, much More so than I expected. The currency is different, the food is different, the market is different. Everything. And on top of it, I just want to be home with my mom, sick grandmother and boyfriend who I miss so much already. I don’t really have a cellphone here, other than to use for wifi when i can get a steady connection. I know things will get better as the month goes on, just a huge adjustment I hadn’t really prepared for, mentally or physically. I definitely should have filled my suitcase with food so I could at least eat something different. Anyways, this is the view from the top of Verona. I had another picture with me in it but figured this was much more appealing. Maybe I’ll try and get some sleep now. It’s almost 3:30. Caio

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May 17, 2012

50bagofhate asked: <3 youuuuuuu!!!!!

no i <3 yoouuuu! :) Hopefully i will be seeing you sooon! i’m not gonna be in CT tomorrow anymore cuz blink 182 cancelled their tour but now i have to move into my new apartment today and tomorrow booo! but schools over today which is a pluuus 

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May 16, 2012

No I still don’t believe you 
When I hear you say 
You know things will be better 
This way 

No I still don’t believe you 
When you tell me goodbye 
And after you put the phone down 
I am here hanging on the line 

You say all these days apart 
Will mend my broken heart 
But I still don’t believe you 

All the mistakes we made 
Were like the work of a child 
And I know we would grow wiser 
If we just let it age a while 

Cause it feels like you have made me 
Into something new 
Someone to believe in 
But I forget myself when I don’t have you 

You say all these days apart 
Will mend my broken heart 
All these days apart 
Will mend my broken heart 
You say I don’t want to be like everybody else 
Cruel to you and hating myself 
I don’t want to learn to live with it 
This everyday unkindness 

But I still don’t believe you 
No I still don’t believe you 
I don’t want to hear you 
Still don’t believe you

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May 15, 2012

i need to follow cooler shit on here. i’m always so damn bored. 

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Gayati Mantra

Aum Bhur Bhuvah Swah, Tat Savitur Varenyam
Bhargo Devasya Dhimahi, Dhiyo Yo Nah Prachodayat

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May 02, 2012

…And it just keeps getting worse. I’m at a point in my life where i do not know what to do or where to go, which way is up again? I don’t know who i need and who i can live without anymore. I would prefer to just be alone from now on. No one to piss me off and no one to let me down. Just me. I should probably go to bed. 

What’s a girl gotta do to be happy around here now adays? I couldn’t tell ya. 

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April 25, 2012
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when we slept, it was always back to back.
impersonal to some—- a refutation of things done.
but our spines locked into the notches of each other in a way impossible to accomplish with anyone else.

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April 25, 2012

After two straight nights without sleep, it is safe to say that my life is not real. Happy April 25th friends. That is all. 

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March 26, 2012

Why does everything seem so miserable today. There is so much to do but for some reason I just don’t know where to start. 

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March 02, 2012
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The day will come when my body will lie upon a white sheet neatly tucked under four corners of a mattress located in a hospital busily occupied with the living and the dying.

At a certain moment, a doctor will determine that my brain has ceased to function and that, for all intents and purposes, my life has stopped.

When that happens, do not attempt to instill artificial life into my body by the use of a machine, and don’t call this my death bed. Let this be called the bed of life, and let my body be taken from it to help others lead fuller lives.

Give my sight to the man who has never seen a sunrise, a baby’s face or love in the eyes of a woman.

Give my heart to a person whose own heart has caused nothing but endless days of pain.

Give my blood to the teenager who was pulled from the wreckage of his car, so that he might live to see his grandchildren play.

Give my kidneys to one who depends on a machine to exist.

Take my bones, every muscle, every fiber and nerve in my body and find a way to make a crippled child walk.

Explore every corner of my brain. Take my cells, if necessary, and let them grow so that someday a speechless boy will shout at the crack of a bat and a deaf girl will hear the sound of rain against her window.

Burn what is left of me and scatter the ashes to the winds to help the flowers grow.

If you must bury something, let it be my faults, my weaknesses and all prejudice against my fellow man.

If by chance you wish to remember me, do it with a kind deed or a word to someone who needs you. If you do all I have asked, I will live forever.

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February 20, 2012
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Feel something.

j3remy:

Why do people nowadays make themselves so emotionally unavailable? Because you’ve been hurt? Because its easier? join the clubbbb.

Fuck that noise. I only have one life and I’m going to spend it making as many genuine connections as I can. I am going to get hurt. Im going to have to put myself out there. But someday ill find the right puzzle piece and Ill never get there if I push anyone away.

But maybe it’s just me.

Thank god there are still some people out there who think similar to me. 

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