Are you addicted to beauty? I admit I look for it, I often discriminate other things to its advantage. I eliminate people according it. And I don’t just mean beauty in aesthetics, but in gestures and lifestyle, in attitude and expression. The hunger for novelty and the hunger for more follow me wherever I go. Superficial treats. It’s because of those days when I would skip school to install camp on the living-room floor, with Coke & pizza and milk & cookies, and stay and watch movies all day on HBO. Films give you an addition to perfection and synthesis. I want absolute beauty and true love right now, this moment, today, as I see you. I cannot wait several hours or days for it. And most important is: don’t you make the wrong move. Don’t say some wrong words, because any small misunderstanding spoils everything, and I’ll go on to the next story.
Of course, long-lasting – never-ending – impossible love still exists. You will never forget the one single person who fills your heart with joy, one that you probably met but had to separate from. Truth is I prefer to keep it ideal, like a haunting ghost of a person that doesn’t exist but whose identity I associate with a name and a face, and some eyes I adore. And that I’ve always run away from, so I can always think about, with an open heart and in a never-ending beautiful story. You know how it is, don’t you? Of course, you meet people that you play with and with whom you have a good time, giving you something to do, in between the moments that you dedicate to your sacred image. No one can trespass this unbreakable shell. It’s beautiful this way. Yet you know that no one can be the one that you have in mind. Not even the person who wears the name and the eyes you think about.
No one can trespass my unbreakable shell. And it’s beautiful in here.
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