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mme. farinelli
31 December 2030 @ 12:00 am
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mme. farinelli
30 December 2030 @ 12:00 am
Cinderella's foot...Collapse )

 
 
la scena: Rome, Italy
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mme. farinelli
01 January 2030 @ 12:00 am



lascia la spina, cogli la rosa

canuta brina con mano ascosa
giungerà quando no'l crede il cuor

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mme. farinelli
22 July 2011 @ 02:44 am







 
 

David Hallberg, American Ballet Theatre principal dancer ~


 
 
 
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mme. farinelli
29 June 2011 @ 12:39 am




♥Top + Skirt: Anna House
♥Hat: MintyMix
♥Shoes: Refuse To Be Usual
♥Bag: Angelic Pretty
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mme. farinelli
31 March 2010 @ 04:12 pm
Sono ancora viva, duh.
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mme. farinelli
31 December 2009 @ 12:18 am

 Lie to me

\\  lie to me // fiction \\ slash e non //

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mme. farinelli
18 September 2007 @ 11:36 pm

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Saepius uentis agitatur ingens
pinus et celsae grauiore casu
decidunt turres feriuntque summos
fulgura montis

Orazio


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mme. farinelli
17 September 2007 @ 08:10 pm
Hello me... meet the real me.
And my misfits way of life.
A dark black past is my
Most valued possession.
Hindsight is always 20-20,
But looking back it's still a bit fuzzy.
Speak of mutually assured destruction?
Nice story... tell it to Reader's Digest!!!

Feeling paranoid
True enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's attacking me, and
My air is getting thin.
I'm in trouble for the things
I haven't got to yet.
I'm chomping at the bit, and my
Palms are getting wet,
sweating bullets.

Hello me... it's me again.
You can subdue, but never tame me.
It gives me a migraine headache
Thinking down to your level.
Yea, just keep on thinking it's my fault
And stay an inch or two outta kicking distance.
Mankind has got to know
His limitations.


Feeling claustrophobic,
Like the walls are closing in.
Blood stains on my hands and
I dont know where I've been.
I'm in trouble for the things
I haven't got to yet.
I'm sharpening the axe and my
Palms are getting wet,
sweating bullets.

Well, me... it's nice talking to myself,
A credit to dementia.
Some day you too will know my pain,
And smile its blacktooth grin.
If the war inside my head
Won't take a day off I'll be dead.

My icy fingers claw your back,
Here I come again.

Feeling paranoid
True enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's attacking me
And my air is getting thin
Feeling claustrophobic,
Like the walls are closing in.
Blood stains on my hands and
I don't know where I've been.

Once you committed me
Now you've acquitted me
Claiming validity
For your stupidity
I'm chomping at the bit
I'm sharpening the axe
Here I come again, whoa!
Sweating bullets. 

 
 
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