I’m selfish, impatient, and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control, and at times hard to handle, but if you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t deserve me at my best. Marylin Monroe
Only tell me that you still want me here
When you wander off out there
To those hills of dust and hard winds that blow
In that dry white ocean alone
Lost out in the desert
you are lost out in the desert
But to stand with you in a ring of fire
I’ll forget the days gone by
I’ll protect your body and guard your soul
From mirages in your sight
Lost out in the desert If your hopes scatter like the dust across your track
I’ll be the moon that shines on your path
The sun may blind our eyes, I’ll pray the skies above
For snow to fall on the Sahara
If that’s the only place where you can leave your doubts
I’ll hold you up and be your way out
And if we burn away, I’ll pray the skies above
For snow to fall on the Sahara…
Just a wish and I will cover your shoulders
With veils of silk and gold
When the shadows come and darken your heart
Leaving you with regrets so cold
Lost out in the desert
If your hopes scatter like the dust across your track
I’ll be the moon that shines on your path
The sun may blind our eyes, I’ll pray the skies above
For snow to fall on the Sahara
If that’s the only place where you can leave your doubts
I’ll hold you up and be your way out
And if we burn away, I’ll pray the skies above
For snow to fall on the Sahara…
And I’d give up forever to touch you
‘Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You’re the closest to heaven that I’ll ever be
And I don’t want to go home right now
And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
‘Cause sooner or later it’s over
I just don’t want to miss you tonight
And I don’t want the world to see me
‘Cause I don’t think that they’d understand
When everything’s made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
And you can’t fight the tears that ain’t coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything feels like the movies
Yeah you bleed just to know you’re alive
And I don’t want the world to see me
‘Cause I don’t think that they’d understand
When everything’s made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
And I don’t want the world to see me
‘Cause I don’t think that they’d understand
When everything’s made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
And I don’t want the world to see me
‘Cause I don’t think that they’d understand
When everything’s made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
..I had no choice but to hear you
You stated your case time and again
I thought about it
You treat me like I’m a princess
I’m not used to liking that
You ask how my day was
You’ve already won me over in spite of me
Don’t be alarmed if I fall head over feet..
Were you born to resist or be abused?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Are you gone and onto someone new?
I needed somewhere to hang my head
Without your noose
You gave me something that I didn’t have
But had no use
I was too weak to give in
Too strong to lose My heart is under arrest again
But I break loose
My head is giving me life or death
But I can’t choose I swear I’ll never give in
I refuse
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Has someone taken your faith? It’s real, the pain you feel
You trust, you must
Confess
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Oh…
Oh…Oh…Oh…Oh…
Has someone taken your faith? Its real, the pain you feel
The life, the love you’d die to heal
The hope that starts the broken hearts
You trust, you must
Confess
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
I’ve got another confession my friend
I’m no fool
I’m getting tired of starting again
Somewhere new
Were you born to resist or be abused?
I swear I’ll never give in
I refuse
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Has someone taken your faith?
Its real, the pain you feel
You trust, you must
Confess
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Oh…
qualcuno mi ha fatto ricordare l’estate scorsa a Nizza, con tutto quel che ne è conseguito..
speriamo che quest’estate ci chiarisca le idee..
Sinead O’Connor – Nothing Compares 2 U
It’s been seven hours and fifteen days
Since you took your love away I go out every night and sleep all day
Since you took your love away
Since you been gone I can do whatever I want
I can see whomever I choose
I can eat my dinner in a fancy restaurant
But nothing
I said nothing can take away these blues
`Cause nothing compares
Nothing compares to you
It’s been so lonely without you here
Like a bird without a song
Nothing can stop these lonely tears from falling
Tell me baby where did I go wrong I could put my arms around every boy I see
But they’d only remind me of you I went to the doctor n’guess what he told me
Guess what he told me
He said girl u better try to have fun
No matter what you’ll do
But he’s a fool
`Cause nothing compares Nothing compares to you
All the flowers that you planted, mama
In the back yard
All died when you went away
I know that living with you baby was sometimes hard
But I’m willing to give it another try
Nothing compares
Nothing compares to you
Nothing compares
Nothing compares to you
Nothing compares
Nothing compares to you
ho sempre adorato questa canzone, sin da piccolina…
mi mette sempre un po’ di tristezza e depressione
ma tanto ho raggiunto un livello così alto che
la canzone non incide più di tanto.. =)
godetevela…..
(*è comunque sempre un piacere, nonostante il “felice” argomento, ascoltare il più grande artista di tutti i tempi e la più grande rockband mai esistita..*)
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The show – Queen
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Empty spaces – what are we living for
Abandoned places – I guess we know the score
On and on, does anybody know what we are looking for…
Another hero, another mindless crime
Behind the curtain, in the pantomime
Hold the line, does anybody want to take it anymore
The show must go on
The show must go on, yeah
Inside my heart is breaking
My make-up may be flaking
But my smile still stays on
. Whatever happens, I’ll leave it all to chance
Another heartache, another failed romance
On and on, does anybody know what we are living for ?
I guess I’m learning (I’m learning learning learning)
I must be warmer now
I’ll soon be turning (turning turning turning)
Round the corner now
Outside the dawn is breaking
But inside in the dark I’m aching to be free
The show must go on
The show must go on, yeah yeah
Ooh, inside my heart is breaking
My make-up may be flaking
But my smile still stays on
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Yeah yeah, whoa wo oh oh
. My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies
Fairytales of yesterday will grow but never die
I can fly – my friends
The show must go on (go on, go on, go on) yeah yeah
. it sucks when you love someone who loves you to but has too much power on you..
when we talk, when we’re together it doesn’t matter what we’re doing, i’m the happiest person in all the world, but after…
it’s after that the problem, i can’t stand being without you
i’m not able, i really can’t
i’m addicted to you and it’s terrible
i MUST forget you, now! as soon as possible, before it’s too late
’cause i’m falling too much in love with you (IS IT POSSIBLE TO LOVE TOO MUCH SOMEONE?!) and i know for sure that you’re gonna break my heart and pull it to pieces
and i can’t go over that one more time, i can’t put it back AGAIN…
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Do you know you made me cry
Do you know you made me die
. where’s my way to happiness?
where’s this fucking way??
i’ ve been so sad and depressed in these days and i don’t even know why!
..actually i know it, it’s not just for that but it has big part of fault . 1-boys are so confusionary, it seems they’re becoming as girls, HEY! it’s girls’ prerogative to be confusionary and hard-understandable, not yours! MEN HAS TO BE MEN AND ACT AS MEN!!! . 2-i really miss my friends, it’s hard to stay here and live without them..i’d prefer to see my “little sister” not just during the trainings, to see my wonderful friends Agnes and Florence(it’s strange ’cause it’s not very much time i know them but i’m very attached) and a lot of others.. . 3-this is the problem, i’m just sad and it’s not only for those things.. maybe it’s just ..i REALLY don’t know . the ONLY thing i know is that i HAVE, i ABSOLUTELY HAVE to leave! i can’t stand living here, i hate the most of this fucking life!… ..and mostly i don’t like(NOT AT ALL) living with my family. i love them but i love them more if they live in another house possibly a little bit far from mine.. what can i say?! i’m born to be independent, when i’m alone, i’m almost perfect and i’m happier and i’m able to live just all by myself: i cook(in a wonderful way!), i do hironing, whashing up..everything and i’m on time!(strange, right?) . help!
“And now my life has changed in oh so many ways, My independence seems to vanish in the haze. But every now and then I feel so insecure, I know that I just need you like I’ve never done before”
..yes, actually i’m working really hard to pass my french exam, convince my mother and take the highest score i can(i do my best)
..i’m so fucking tired!
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well, today i can’t stop singing
..i have to study, but i think it’s not gonna be easy with Marco here around me all the time, we had to go out together but he forgot to get petrol ( ^ – ^”)…
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he apologize: ” i’m thinking u all the time..so i forget any other thing!”
my mood in these days has been so strange, so crazy
and i was also sick..so sick that we had to call the doctor! (ahi!)
today i felt better so i returned to the “normal life”
i’m tired, already tired of this year which is starting…i think i’m gonna be depressed in the next days..’cos, i don’t know but..it’s so strange
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before being sick i had a date with my ex-boyfriend
i just wanted to be friends again, maybe special friends, but he wanted somethin’ more..
i’m not in the right mood and in the right situation to have a serious relationship..not with him
and i don’t know how to tell him that know, since some days before the beginning of the lessons something has started with somebody else..maybe something serious(i’m not sure, sometimes it seems like that sometimes not..)
..i just wanna lie don’t-know-where…and listening to music
ah, music my lymph..in this moment music is saving me..
..and now i’m listening..
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Sometimes I give myself the CREEPS
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I’m CRACKING UP
Am I just PARANOID?
Or am I just STONED?
..ah VERY IMPORTANT!!!! i forgot to write: HAPPY BIRTHDAY AGNES!!!!!
Agnes, me and Valentina at Toko(GREAT PARTY!..that day she kissed, again, Joel and Sam kissed me…bad idea, but good kiss..)
. i feel so..i dont’ know charged, like reloaded, in peace.. i cleaned ALL the house in these days and now i’m relaxed .. yesterday i was texting with Agnes(my wonderful polish friend) she’s great, i love speaking(..texting) with her! ..she’s coming in Italy to ski in february to Dolomiti the same area in which i’ll go in february!! i hope she’ s gonna stay in my same locality(San Martino di Castrozza), or at least near mine… .. lunch is ready..bye
. ..i wanted to talk ’bout Paris but then it happened something very important for me
i found my earrings!!
..i know it looks like weird, i’ll explain:
many things happened while i was in Bournemouth..and some of these had been very important for me ’cause they represent the moment i changed..
’cause i changed, a lot!
and especially 3nights..the second and the third are the most important..
and those nights i was wearing this pair of earrings(little coins of French Repubblic)
..and when i came back i couldn’t find theme anymore so i thought i forgot theme somewhere in Bournemouth..DAMN!!
…yestarday night i was in “Bournemouth mood”, looking the picture sent me by one of mine..very important pictures(VIP!!!)..like this one, it has been taken the first friday, in Showbar..
<- Vale and me, just few minutes before meeting my first “conquest”..
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Music can be such a revelation
Dancing around you feel the sweet sensation
We might be lovers if the rhythm’s right
I hope this feeling never ends tonight
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Gonna get to know you in a special way
This doesn’t happen to me every day
Don’t try to hide it love wears no disguise
I see the fire burning in your eyes
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…and then i started reading my guide of Paris
it’s a wonderful guide, there’s not only the “Touristic Paris”..there’s everything(also if you want to live there!..as me)
Paris is so wonderful..
..maybe it’s the metropolis most dreamed in the world, from the top of the Tour Eiffel to the last of the Bistrots, through the cinema, the litterature, the paintings, the fashion..
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. Hy! I’m Silvia. I’m an italian funny, outgoing, dreaming girl who really wants to go to Paris. This is my new blog, I hope you’re gonna like it..if you won’t it doesn’t matter..
..i decided to start another blog, ’cause too many people(that i don’t like very much or i cannot stand) know my two other blogs( http://salvalasilvia.blogspot.com/ and http://salvalasilvia.spaces.live.com/) and ’cause they are in italian and old blogs(but i don’t want to erase them ’cause they’re memories of too many thing and feelings).. … it’s gonna be mostly in english ’cause a great part of my friends is not italian but with some piece( as quotations or lyrics ecc ecc) in french, italian spanish and i don’t know what else.. . kisses
"..Paris is that city where we want to arrive without memory, and where we want to come back after years to know if locks are still opened by the same keys.."
Decisamente un po' matta, ma simpatica. Amo la pallavolo, punto fisso nella mia vita, e la cucina, che riesce sempre a rilassarmi. Richiamo spesso l'attenzione, ma involontariamente. Di mentalità aperta, sono una continua contraddizione, per esempio: perdo tempo ma sono una perfetta organizzatrice. Adoro i bambini e fare la babysitter e l'animatrice. Preferisco le cose difficili (vedi il mio corso di laurea), danno una maggiore soddisfazione se le si porta a termine e, altrimenti, ci si sente meno in colpa. Sono molto indipendente ma a volte amo essere totalmente dipendente, specialmente dalla mia mamma. Senza i miei amici non riesco a immaginare un futuro. Passionale, ma difficilmente mi lascio andare, riconosco, SCELGO le persone dall'odore, da cui spesso riconosco i futuri amici. In amore? Sono lenta e disastrosa ma se l'odore è quello giusto, lo è anche la persona.. Mi spiace non piacere (mi incuriosisce più che altro) tranne i casi in cui l'indifferenza verso la persona batte la vanità. Sono una buona compagnia e un'ottima amica, su cui si può sempre contare... so essere MOLTO paziente, ma la corda con me la si tira una volta sola.. Perdono ma non dimentico i torti..
important for me
..and when i came back i couldn’t find theme anymore so i thought i forgot theme somewhere in Bournemouth..DAMN!!
