they're your own.

Robert Frost said, "Two roads diverged in the wood and I, I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference."

sitting, waiting, wishing.

I'm fed up of looking. I want someone to find me. Oh for fuck's sake where are you?

snow wonder.

There's something magical about the way the sky is never pitch black at night when it snows.

It's as if nothing needs to be hidden.

security with limits.

It's extremely hard to put things into your own words when you've already read them written in someone else's. That's why sometimes you have to refrain from trying not to be wrong and just go with your instincts. Otherwise everything you do will have been done already. You don't want to waste your time, do you?

again.

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all by myself.

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all i ever asked.

If my body was on fire
Oh, you'd watch me burn down in flames
You said you loved me, you're a liar,
'Cause you never, ever, ever did baby.

Yes I would die for you, baby
But you won't do the same
Oh, you'd never do the same.

oh dear.

They say you can't trust anyone apart from yourself.
So what am I supposed to do when I can no longer trust myself?

destination unknown.

Where should we go?

into the wild.

You brightened up my day!

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Happiness is only real when shared.

left all along.

Well, you know what they say,

..................... easy come, easy go.

remember, remember.

Le quatuor impressionnant. Je les aime.

the magic.

I feel most confident when I'm dancing in my underwear!

mistake.

And even after all the shit, I have no doubt that I did the right thing.

tumbling.

You had to go and knock us over. But we'll get up again and I'll still love you.

Of course you deserve them.

rational comprehension.

They always tell you to be careful what you wish for but no one ever listens. You're convinced that the likliness of your wish coming true is so slim that it's worth the risk. The grass is always greener on the other side. It's true, the grass is much greener over here. So here I go again on my own, armed with nothing but hope and a sense of practicality. I think I'd rather wait for the right one. It seems more sensible than wasting time with the wrong one just because it's right in front of you. I'm not even sure if I want it anymore. But since when does anyone have a clue about what they want?

your name isn't rio.

Oh, there ain't no love, no Montagues or Capulets, just banging tunes and DJ sets and dirty dancefloors and dreams of naughtiness.

ciao roma.

Tornerò, prometto che.

patient.

Right in the moment this order's tall.

in like.

And now they all make sense and they're all I want to listen to!

lucky number 13.

Sometimes the good times make the shit times worth it!

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