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I'm Enrico. 18. Senior in high school. Lover of many things novel, aged, mundane, or intriguing. I live a little and die a little inside every single day. I can't decide on how to view my life but I'm slowly living life the way it's coming for me, good or bad. I'm a big thinker, and super analytical, be it a benefit or a detriment. I'm pretty friendly and i love many people. And i love making friends. Talk to me, i might talk back. :) Here's a look into my life, all things pretty and all things ugly.
Why does it feel like i’m failing those who matter lately…
What am i doing wrong…
I WANT SOME SODA
Purgatory
Its funny when you find yourself stuck in limbo. Things arent ever right. Though, for some stupid reason you always manage to gather a weak sliver of hope for the best. And for what? Not much. Maybe noteworthy conversations, hopeful plans, a rush of beautiful emotions. The most curious thing of all is that there is indeed good in things, the only problem is the scale will always move to the other side. And worst of all it always tilts a little more in the opposite direction. Everything just becomes a tease of what you really want or of how things could really be. And youll always give in to those feelings. Things become confusing. Thats when things go numb. You surely cant call this heaven, but is a hell really a hell once you become used to it?
Anonymous asked: you look cute..post your icon so i can see better? :)
Ha, thanks lol.
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