Arte1misia: proviamolo! Let me try it!
1. Browse and watch
2. Who, How, Where
3. Comment
4. People and places
5. Favorites
6. Actions
7. Share
8. Next
9. Follow
10. Unfollow
11. Reblog
12. Like
What do I do here? I Re/blog my favorite photos, I share stuff with followers, add a tag, and more of this things and in this way I take a relax .
I'd be glad to understand the (capital?) differnce between Ask me and Submission O.o
I enjoy myself having a good time on tumblr. It's because you don't die before to know that someone are reading you. It's more interactive. But not so much. The right part. Because I'm a little asocial too!
1. Sfoglio e osservo
2. Chi, come, dove
3. Commento
4. Persone e luoghi
5. Preferiti
6. Azioni
7. Condivido
8. Successivo
9. Seguo
10. Non seguo più
11. Reblog
12. Cuore
ovvero che faccio qui? Beh, salvo e ribloggo le mie foto preferite, le condivido con chi mi segue, aggiungo la tag e mi rilasso
:P
Nell'attesa vorrei capire la differenza (fondamentale?) tra Ask e submission O.o
io mi diverto su tumblr. ^ ^
Forse perchè non è un blog in cui senti il muschio crescere prima di sapere che c'è qualcuno che ti legge! E' più interattivo MA non troppo. Il giusto! Perchè un minimo asociale lo sono!
-
ma la TAV la stanno facendo oppure no? Perché non fotte più niente a nessuno della Val di Susa? (con tutto il rispetto per il...
-
Rama Rama Ding Dong
-
NO BULLSHIT ZONE
mi fate un disclaimer come questo però per il raduno papale a Bresso con le famiglie ...
-
zeusera:GIOCO!
-
.
Loads of wonderful ideas in my mind Un sacco di meravigliose idee per la testa
something mmh special.
Springtime :P
I feel like a train going into a cloud
thank you follower for ALL the like since the beginning :*
Sorry that I ask for band merch once in a while instead of $500 dollar dresses.
Sorry that I want to go to concerts maybe once every two months instead of partying every weekend.
Sorry that I spend my money on skinny jeans instead of drugs like so many other teens.
Sorry that I spend a lot of time in my room on my laptop isntead of getting drunk and hooking up with randoms.
Sorry that I sometimes ask to go to a friends house instead of just getting up and leaving without warning.
Sorry that I cover my bedroom walls with posters of bands instead of shirtless guys.
Sorry that I wear skinny jeans and hoodies out instead of short shorts and a tshirt that could practically be a bra.
Sorry that I blast music instead of trying to sneak into clubs.
Sorry that I’m not what everybody expects teens to be like these days.
^This.
^^
That’s my daughter!!
I’m sorry that I don’t appreciate this escape from real life, even with mistakes, drunks days and other stuffs
(via wishawaysoulischeap)
- I wish I’d had the courage to live a life true to myself, not the life others expected of me.
- I wish I hadn’t worked so hard.
- I wish I’d had the courage to express my feelings.
- I wish I had stayed in touch with my friends.
- I wish that I had let myself be happier.
1. I did and I’m going to do it again: in this spring I quit my job, my city and restart my life in London (or I hope so)
2. I started at 19 working hard, at 23 I stopped for my first daughter and I continued with work part time and mummy all the rest of time and mammy full time after the twins. In these last years I warked very hard and studyed at university too. I like it. I wanto to go on in this way.
3. I did . Having babies opened my mind and I become more brave and sincere. I can’t return back
4. I have friends I’ m in touch for this last 30 years
5. I missed until I was married, now I’m happy and free.
BUT, PLEASE, I’M NOT READY FOR DYING!!!!!
from March 2012 I’ll try to get it!
If you like, help me
The first week of this years is gone. I know, now time is incredibly slowly
and I know that from March I need to redouble it, to triplicate it…
but now I have to wait and to hope, I have to bet on myself
I have to be ready to “ make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss:
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on!”
just like this damn Kipling’s poem that always helps me in down moments and
now it nails me down, it oppress me…
To fly is so hard
RENTON: Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family,
Choose a fucking big television, Choose washing machines, cars, compact
disc players, and electrical tin openers.
Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance. Choose
fixed-interest mortgage repayments.
Choose a starter home. Choose your friends.
Scegli la vita, Scegli un lavoro, Scegli una carriera, Scegli la famiglia, Scegli un maxitelevisore del cazzo, Scegli lavatrici, macchine, lettori cd e apriscatole elettrici,
Scegli la buona salute, il colesterolo basso e la polizza vita, Scegli un
mutuo a tasso fisso, Scegli una prima casa, Scegli gli amici. Choose leisure wear and matching luggage. Choose a three piece suite
on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose D.I.Y and wondering
who you are on a Sunday morning.
Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing sprit-crushing
game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth.
Choose rotting away at the end of it all,
pishing you last in a miserable home, nothing more than
an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats you have spawned
to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life.
But who would I want to do a thing like that?
Scegli una moda casual e le valige in tinta. Scegli un salotto di tre pezzi
a rate e ricopritelo con una stoffa del cazzo, Scegli il fai da te e chiediti
chi cacchio sei la domenica mattina- Scegli di sederti sul divano a
spappolarti il cervello e lo spirito con i quiz mentre ti ingozzi di
schifezze da mangiare.
Alla fine scegli di marcire, di tirare le cuoia in uno squallido ospizio ridotti a motivo di imbarazzo per gli stronzetti viziati ed egoisti che avete figliato per rimpiazzarvi
Scegli un futuro, Scegli la vita!
Ma perchè dovrei fare una cosa cosi?
This country but also my job will not let me regret not I can’t wait to leave them all. So I am going to do it! ^ ^
Questo paese ma anche il mio lavoro non mi lasciano rimpianti: non vedo l’ora di lasciarli. Per cui lo faccio! ^ ^
I attend a class for refresh my English at “British school”, famous in my city, (where they have course for Cambridge and IELTS exams that are required to study in English colleges … the Leopard cannot change his spots: P).
Faccio un corso per rinfrescarmi l’inglese alla British school, abbastanza nota (dove fanno gli esami Cambridge e IELTS che sono quelli richiesti dall’uni inglese…il lupo perde il pelo ma non il vizio :P).
I ‘m scared! To go wrong, not to find a better job, of being lost in the big city, but I must try. I’m 49 years old if I put off it again my jump out of I risk of I will not do it anymore …
Ho una fifa !!! Di andare male, di non trovare un lavoro migliore, di trovarmi perduta in una grande città, ma devo provarci. Ho 49 anni se rimando ancora il mio balzo fuori rischio di non farlo più…
Happyness is simple I think. Enought food to live, a place, some friends, lovely interests and ok, a computer online.
(via myborderland)
All my family has always had an invasive desire to leave and themselves too:
have studied foreign language, loving it very much, and loving their literature,
and way of life, democracy, someone of us has travelled . For. Love.
My mother even when she was old (even though “being old” she does not like) she was in a class, to refresh her tongue. It was a couple of years ago. A smart grannie.
Of this unremitting effort in get out of here,
to get out of this small town,
me and my children are the inheritors. I need to fly away.
I’m blessed from all my generation ^ ^
From childhood on, Lowry filled small notebooks with daily musings and drawings. Then, in the mid-1970s, she moved to a larger format, 7 1/2- by 9 1/2-inch notebooks. For almost 40 years, Lowry—an artist best known for her intricate, three-foot-tall assemblages—filled the roomier notebooks with jottings and sketches. The pages contain everything from original drawings, collages and rubber-stamp images to observations about herself and the world, including the commonplace “to-do” lists many of us make: “pay bills/make plane res/get asthma med/Judi birthday gift.”Lowry said she originally started the notebooks “as books for my sons, so they could see my progress through life. Now they’re 126 chapters of a memoir.”
bellissimi…
(via geeohrgeeah)
