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White as snow, red as love ... Snow

Those were the days when girls dye their hair red and blond, the days when the sky was always gray in Milan and we never saw a ray of sunshine, the days when the alarm sounded when it was still dark outside and the city was silent again, were the days when I was thinking of the sea but I could not get it back ...
In those days, sad and inexorable change, he arrived.
had a beret and mustache gray raven a strong smell of tobacco and that reassuring smile that I fell in love.
Milan was no longer hostile, since then, gradually began to know and, through him, I began to love it.
The work was the main purpose of our lives, and endless hard, we started at dawn and often ended when the sun was eclipsed.
The winter cold made me think about this warmth of my land that gradually became more and more faint, fuzzy, almost idealized.
Milan had reached out to us and we could only thank, though, read the entry of certain stores, "forbidden to enter a dog and southerners" or the humiliation suffered before finding a room to rent, how many bitter pills.
am still renewing the memory of frost on my first day of work, I was only 14 years and the factory received me in the cold and damp of the walls creak. China
I was all day on that machine, I had to produce only that, it was not necessary nor helpful to think, you just made.
course that day I could not learn everything in a few hours sbagliai to produce a few artifacts, the team leader came up with his face grim, angry, I saw his calloused hand thrown towards me, I received the first blow of my life, it was like swallowing glass.
A teardrop crystal cut my cheeks until cucirmi lips, I continued to cry in the silence of my work until the end of turn.
That night I closed my eyes and cursed my mother cursed train that had brought me to this city, I cursed myself for not being escaped.
Time is a sweet medicine, swallowed the first bite of the glass slowly everything became normal, despite the pain and fatigue that gave us work to live, gave us a house and gave us the possibility to rest one day a week.
It was in the days before my first Christmas here that I met him, his sister was at the factory with us and we met on Sunday to honor God and his word.
That day he looked at me and smiled for the first time.
quell'uragano inside I had never heard that really overwhelmed me, I had no words, I could not breathe, I could not look into his eyes, only a flurry of excitement and a strong sound that only after I recognized how my heart.

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Winter moves in muffled steps in the wake of this day.
The alarm clock, a sheet of ice that caresses my cheeks.
With little conscience that animates the dead body is, I stand at the window, the gray is the predominant color back. Welcome back
winter cold ...
Milan arrived well dressed for a few days of warm autumn colors, red, yellow, brown, will soon be the absolute colors, black, gray, but also the white snow.
Last night I dreamed I was a traveler on unfamiliar roads, the silence was with me but in my mind echoed the sweetness of the Chopin nocturnes, with nature trails were dissimilar from the one I know. In
off, only a white linen shirt, the sleeves are long, covering my arms for three quarters, up to touch his wrists but never touch them.
In the distance, a rustling of water, violent, intense, a waterfall, I do not remember having ever seen in my life.
stomach felt a strange sensation, like when you're in love, butterflies, I felt an immense feeling growing in me, but it was something I knew. With the curious hope
to be there for a premeditated destiny I continued on my way, the lawn, not far from there was dew drops that rolled down the leaves are still green.
A shiver ran down my spine, that was where I wanted to be there alone with myself, with my body, my soul, my thoughts and the great need to communicate with myself, honestly, why .
closed my eyes, with every breath, deeper, I saw the interior images produced in different colors, yellow, red and then satisfied in a deep blue.
I could feel the breath and the beating of the heart in deep empathy with all that surrounded me, it was as if I felt the deep breath of the world. A
needle ice stuck on the forehead, as if to open the third eye, and then again on a nose, one on the lips, hands, it did not take long to realize that it was snow, white, soft, pure, penetrating and sincere.
Every dream carries within itself a mystery, I realized in time at my expense.
Maybe I need to sit on a lawn, close your eyes and look inside, or maybe I just need a good martini on the rocks.
The day passed quickly, work, home, things, I'm tired, I look in the mirror and often do not recognize it, sometimes I am honest sometimes I try to pretend even to myself.
Maybe it's my little boy who cries inside of me externalizing the need repressed re-emerge, perhaps it is really time to stop on a green lawn and understand what and how to pursue this path.
The last cigarette smoke rose in the air tonight draws a staff full of signs and feelings, I hold the cup and sip the sweet nectar that will accompany me happier in the arms of Morpheus.
Tomorrow will be like today and today was like yesterday, but I feel that something is going to happen, too many signs worries me, now they feel much they mean so confused, I can rarely decipher unequivocally the whole.
I turn off the speck of fire and noise evaporates in my mind.
The blue light is burning, I close my eyes and dream ...

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Hi girls! Today I wandered up a little etsy drift of trinkets and I found noteworthy. The first shop that you point out is Nest Pretty Things Tamar. I hit these creations because until now I did not have similar views. They are original and colorful, full of pastel-colored flowers and a few cameos and some fiocchettini. Look how beautiful this necklace and this ring:

then passed to the second store. Perhaps I had already spoken, but no matter now many new things have come. I'm talking about Doloris Petunia . There is a totally different taste from the previous one, here are literally bracelets "encrusted" with beads, colored stones and Swarovski. Are excessive, but this is their beauty. The price is really high, but I think it's worth it. Are unique and special, are not made in series are handmade creations.
you place just one picture, but all deserve:

And finally ... I was very impressed rings TooSis . Rings are rather important, the stones are large and showy. I particularly like the ones with leaves or flowers. Look a little: