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«Questo è un lingotto di ferro, il suo valore è di circa 100 dollari. Se fosse ferro usato varrebbe circa 25 dollari. Se decideste di farne dei ferri da cavallo, il suo valore salirebbe a 250 dollari. Qualora, invece decideste di farne aghi per cucire, il valore salirebbe a circa 70.000 dollari. Se invece decideste di produrre molle per orologi il valore salirebbe a circa 6 milioni di dollari. Il vostro valore non è solo "in ciò di cui siete fatti" , ma soprattutto " in quali modi siete in grado di trarre il meglio da ciò che siete».
Wayne Walter Dyer
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pikhachu · 4 months
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no listo ya me cansé de solo hablar ingles aquí estoy arta de ver tanto inglés en qsmpblr y nada de español francés o portugués, es un servidor multilingüe con fans de todo el mundo si quieren entender lo que digo y no hablan español por dios sólo usen el traductor 😭
no sé si voy a postear arte con leyendas en español pq tumblr ya es suficientemente malo para artistas pero por lo menos cosas asi de texto voy a tratar
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Remo (probabilmente): se la Dea non vince, io non posso vincere.
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omarfor-orchestra · 1 year
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Ma figuriamoci non avrei riconosciuto che era lei manco a pagarmi
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baby, solo Tu sai farmi uscir di testa, pensa prima di fare così; lady, non stai bene con te stessa, pensi forse un po’ troppo.
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Dimartino in Cara Maestra Abbiamo Perso che dice “cara maestra (...) voglio che rimani ancora qui con me stanotte / ho bisogno di sentirti ancora mia / anche se non guido come l'altro / se non fumo come l'altro /voglio farti compagnia” 
e poi “e avevo perso la mia anima / la mia anima a noleggio / su un bancone della carne / o tra le gambe di una ragazza, il giorno della festa”
e ancora “mi hai detto: / ‘tu non capisci la poesia / sei fatto solo per scopare’ “
he’s so slutty and for what
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borrominitour · 3 months
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Virgilio Spada citato in Joseph Connors, Virgilio Spada Defence of Borromini.
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Non lo sai, ma nessuno mi fa il tuo stesso effetto: ho l'irrefrenabile bisogno di sapere come stai.
(Via @-seilossigenoconilqualevivo- )
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Ogni atomo nel tuo corpo viene da una stella che è esplosa. E gli atomi nella tua mano sinistra vengono probabilmente da una stella differente da quella corrispondente alla tua mano destra.
È la cosa più poetica che conosco della fisica: tu sei polvere di stelle.
[Lawrence Maxwell Krauss, A Universe From Nothing, 2012]
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lamusique1 · 8 months
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Matia Bazar ft Dr Alban - Solo Tu Live Mash Up DJ Francuz
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gaysessuale · 1 year
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pov: nel retro del teatro Rapone ti porta al camerino più vicino e ti sussurra "famolo adesso, famolo strano"
pazzesco non sapevo che Daniele Tinti seguisse questo blog e addirittura avesse voglia di condividere i retroscena dello snodo mandrione, grande Danie' ti seguo da quando ti sfondavi di canne
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luceracastro · 2 months
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Sabia que ibas a volver
(Enzo Vogrincic x Reader)
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Summary: you and Enzo get in a fight before the big premiere and end up ending your relationship, but he should have known that after years of loving him, you would never miss the biggest moment of his life.
Warnings: just loads of fluff and some angst and sadness at the beginning. (also literally a Spanglish fic but I am more than happy to do it individually in Spanish and english too) (Esta historia estará en spanglish pero estoy más que feliz de hacerlo individualmente en español e inglés.)
The mate you had made yourself had gone cold, and the shared apartment you and Enzo lived in was also freezing between the open windows and balcony, it was late and he still wasn't home, of course, he went out with the guys and you trusted him but he must've gotten carried away still out and about and even though you tried not to think about it too much you couldn't help yourself
a few moments later you heard the sound of keys rustling, the door clicking as it opened and you turned your head to the side seeing him slip in and take off his jacket "¿Ves qué hora es?" you asked as you looked down at your hands and he sighed "Si" it was all he said in a dry tone and it made you annoyed and angry but you were too tired to even try
"Enzo, ¿por qué me haces esto?" you asked with a ting of pain in your voice and he could only look down at his feet not even saying a word as he leaned against the counter in the kitchen, "¿Qué hice? ¿Hice algo mal porque parece que ya ni siquiera quieres estar cerca de mí?" you told him and he shook his head slowly and sighed "no, solo piensas demasiado" and that was it before you got up "Enzo! estas ciego?!" you yelled and he furrowed his brows confused
"llegas tarde a casa, cuando estás aquí estás en el juego o en tu teléfono, ¡incluso ignorándome si te hablo!" you told him and he stood taller "estoy trabajando y me canso!" he said and you sighed "Enzo, créeme, lo entiendo, pero también me gustaría que mi novio me preguntara de vez en cuando cómo fue al menos mi día, siempre te ayudé, estuve ahí para ti cuando llegaste a casa cansado y, por supuesto, planeo hacerlo todavía, pero Yo también quiero saber que estás ahí para mí" was all you could say as your voice cracked and tears streamed down your cheeks
"Ya no eres una niña, lo entiendo y lo siento pero estoy trabajando y también necesito ayudarme en este momento, créeme lastimarte es algo que nunca quiero hacer." he told you and you rolled your eyes "Enzo, literalmente sales todas las noches y vuelves tarde a casa, ¿en qué te ayuda eso? No me importa que salgas pero sería bueno tener una de esas noches dedicadas a mí tu novia" you said as your heart crushed
"nena, Llevamos cinco años juntos, te he dedicado mucho tiempo y ¿es tan malo que quiero un ratito de tiempo con unos amigos?" he asked but his tone had some bitterness to it and you sighed getting up "Nunca dije eso, pero sabes, si eso es lo que quieres, entonces como sea, tal vez deberíamos romper si me dedicas demasiado tiempo como dices tu" and he chuckled "Entonces tal vez deberíamos, si vas a intentar seguir convirtiéndome en el malo, tal vez deberíamos simplemente separarnos"
that broke you entirely, seeing him mean it even though you couldn't see the way his heart broke when those words left his lips you moved to get the bags and suitcases you brought when you moved in and started tearing your clothes from the hangers and pulling your clothes from drawers as his eyes rimmed with tears seeing you pack and the small sobs escaping your lips, he knelt beside you as you packed your belongings
"Espera, espera, no, no lo dije en serio, bebé, para," he put a hand over your arm carefully but you shrugged him off "No, Ya no quiero estar aquí Enzo ya terminé me voy a casa con mi mamá no puedo" you cried louder and covered your face with your hands and you could hear Enzo sniffle "No, no, chiquita no te vayas, por favor quédate conmigo. Lo haré mejor, lo prometo" he said with his hands moving to hold you but you extended your arms to keep his away "No, yo me voy," you said and moved around to pack while he continued to follow you around and plead.
he tried to hold onto you and your stuff but to no avail and he couldn't forcefully make you stay so he watched outside as you drove off tears drenched his cheeks and eyes and his fingers intertwined with his hair as he sighed "Mierda, Mierda!" he moved to get his keys and went to his car, he couldn't stay there not at all he knew he's just remember you not being able to sleep so he just drove, where? who knew.
it had been around a few weeks now, you'd been moved back in with your mom who was there for you helping you unpack and what not, Enzo called and texted constantly and even Matias joined in trying to reach you and some of the others but you didn't answer anything, "Enzo ya levantate, asi no la vas a recuperar" Matias had walked into the room he was allowing Enzo to stay in, his girlfriend was making them food at the time and she herself couldn't make the boy eat anything as he only laid in bed most of the time
"entonces que mas hago? ya la llame y le mande textos y no se que mas hacer," Enzo groaned out and Matias sighed "Luego levántate y ve a la casa de su madre y pide perdón como un hombre" Matias told him and Enzo looked at him "No puedo, ella no quiere hablarme" Enzo's voice was low and his attitude was worse as he didn't even look like he had emotions anymore "La amas?" Matias asked with his arms crossed "más que nada" Enzo said as he sat up "entonces lucha por ella" was all Matias could say before leaving the room
and that's what Enzo was going to do, for once he finally took a shower and got presentable leaving to go over to your mothers house with hopes of taking you back home with him. but that was not the case as your mom stood at the front door a small frown on her face "por favor, solo dile que necesito hablar con ella" he said in a pleading manner but the woman sighed "Lo hice pero ella me dijo que te dijera que te fueras, no se siente muy bien" your mother did try to get you to speak to the boy at the front door but you refused
so Enzo left with his heart broken, he had to get used to the fact that you'd probably hate him forever and ever but it was a stab to the heart to deal with that fact, he loved you and now it hit him how it was pointless being without you, he didn't really have much without you.
so then the time for the premier rolls around, it was the night before and Enzo was sitting in his hotel room just thinking, the TV played in the background but as all he could think about was you everything blurred out for him, he could only have you on his mind and even though his castmates tried to reason with him and even reach out to you for his sake, there was no success.
however what he didn't know was that you were in a hotel a few streets down situating yourself and getting ready to rest for tomorrow, even though he hurt you and said some hurtful things, your love for him is bigger than any of that.
Enzo was getting dressed and ready, the day was here and he was prepared for anything or so he thought, the flashing cameras and lights as well as the loud voices of people, photographers, and interviewers was pretty overwhelming however one huge relief was seeing your face amongst the crowd wearing a beautiful dress made just for you, a big proud smile on your lips as he smiled a small giggle escaping his lips as he was himself again and in a better mood.
once Enzo was off the carpet he spotted you speaking to Matias girlfriend and he rushed over arms engulfing you as yours wrapped around his neck "viniste" the slight crack in his voice made you frown slightly "Obviamente, hablamos de este momento desde siempre y no me lo perdería" you told him a small smile on your lips as tears rimmed your eyes "Te amo," he said and you nodded "yo también, bueno ya no llores," you laughed a little cleaning his cheeks and eyes with your thumbs as he chuckled to himself
"Sabia que ibas a volver," he said with the biggest smile on his lips as you did too "Obvio, eres el amor de mi vida boludo," you chuckled kissing his lips, "vamos," you both interlinked arms and he guided you proudly presenting you as his girlfriend, the light of his eyes, his heart.
"que linda pareja," Fran's voice rang out a little teasing tone as both you and Enzo smiled "Entonces ambos volvieron a estar juntos?" Juani asked as he smiled "Si," Enzo said as he held onto you tighter "Entonces debemos de celebrar, vamos por unas cervezas," pipe's voice rang out as the others laughed "no me opongo a una cerveza" you shrugged and Enzo smiled, the night was well spent at the end.
A/N: I hope you guys enjoyed this as I did, I honestly have been listening to this song for a while and thought of this plot and enjoyed writing it so I hope you all liked it as well and I am open to doing any request :) (Espero que hayan disfrutado esto como lo hice yo, honestamente he estado escuchando esta canción por un tiempo, pensé en esta trama y disfruté escribiéndola, así que espero que a todos les haya gustado también y estoy abierto a hacer cualquier solicitud :)
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omarfor-orchestra · 1 year
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This exam is so stupid
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13keithxpidge13 · 10 months
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Miles, for all that he is a mama's boy, SWEARS he isn't anything like his mother but, Hobie doesn't believe that for shit. Ever since they started dating, Hobie has made it a goal to visit the Morales home at least once a week and stay for dinner per Mrs. Morales' and Miles' request. Besides, his mom makes the /best/ fucking food in /any/ universe.
But, it also makes Hobie realize that Miles and his mother are very similar when it comes to food because, once Mrs. Morales and Miles noticed how skinny he was and found out about the state he was living in back at his universe, they went fuuuuull mama bear mode on him.
"Hobie, babe, just eat it, you need to finish your plate!" Miles scolds him and tries to stuff his fork full of chicken down Hobie's throat.
"Sì, sì, Hobie, dear just have a /little/ more. Just to fill you up," Mrs. Morales holds up a spoon. "I don't want my boy going to bed hungry tonight!"
He doesn't know how to tell him that, despite what they may think, he won't be going to bed hungry for the next six days /over/ because of all the delicious food they've shoved down his throat. He's so full he feels like he's gonna pop but, he can't say no to his gorgeous boyfriend's cute puppy eyes and his equally beautiful mother who cooked his meal so thoughtfully for him.
So, instead, he resorts to desperate measures and glances towards Miles' father's direction, their eyes meeting.
/Fucking help me/, Hobie begs him with his wide, unblinking eyes, hoping Jeff will get the message.
Jeff stares at him for a few moments before smirking and saying; "Honey, maybe Hobie will like some more green beans? He doesn't look like he's gotten enough protein."
Hobie's jaw drops farther than he thought possible. /Oh, that fucking PIG-/
With his mouth open, it gives Miles plenty of time to shove his fork full of chicken in between his lips and Hobie nearly chokes on the force of it but he swallows the food down anyway. Gods, it's really fucking good but he's seriously gonna pass out.
"Hobie, eres tan flaco, me preocupo por ti, nena. ¡Solo come el resto de tu comida y luego podemos tomar el postre!" Miles starts ranting in Spanish like his mother does as he grabs more food and Hobie can't understand a lick of what he's talking about.
"¡Oh sí! Hice el mejor postre para esta noche, Hobie. te va a encantar," Mrs. Morales seems to agree with whatever the hell Miles said and they both nod in agreement as they shove more food in his face.
/Yep, this is how I die. Overstuffed from good fucking food/, Hobie thinks to himself before shrugging and opening his mouth for more anyway. /Eh, well, not a bad way to die, surrounded by good food and my hot boyfriend and his equally hot mom who are both catering to me. Could be worse/.
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