tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70826978499410203872024-02-20T18:28:02.410-08:00Skinny Trance (music) GirlMi chiedete perchè sono l'unica a non vedere quanto sono bella, vi rispondo che il troppo odio verso me stessa ha consumato i miei occhi, ha scavato la mia vita, ha svuotato la mia animaPeonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06958533331119569481noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7082697849941020387.post-80420177842305235122011-08-13T02:04:00.000-07:002011-08-13T02:05:00.665-07:00I fell HER halo: SHE is my saving grace<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;">Remember those walls I built<br />
Well, baby they're tumbling down<br />
And they didn't even put up a fight<br />
They didn't even make up a sound<br />
<br />
I found a way to let you in<br />
But I never really had a doubt<br />
Standing in the light of your halo<br />
I got my angel now<br />
<br />
It's like I've been awakened<br />
Every rule I had you breakin'<br />
It's the risk that I'm takin'<br />
I ain't never gonna shut you out<br />
<br />
Everywhere I'm looking now<br />
I'm surrounded by your embrace<br />
Baby I can see your halo<br />
You know you're my saving grace<br />
<br />
You're everything I need and more<br />
It's written all over your face<br />
Baby I can feel your halo<br />
Pray it won't fade away<br />
<br />
I can feel your halo halo halo<br />
I can see your halo halo halo<br />
I can feel your halo halo halo<br />
I can see your halo halo halo<br />
<br />
Hit me like a ray of sun<br />
Burning through my darkest night<br />
You're the only one that I want<br />
Think I'm addicted to your light<br />
<br />
I swore I'd never fall again<br />
But this don't even feel like falling<br />
Gravity can't forget<br />
To pull me back to the ground again<br />
<span class="b-lyrics-from-signature" style="color: white; font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 1.5em;">[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/b/beyonce/halo.html ]</span><br />
Feels like I've been awakened<br />
Every rule I had you breakin'<br />
The risk that I'm takin'<br />
I'm never gonna shut you out<br />
<br />
Everywhere I'm looking now<br />
I'm surrounded by your embrace<br />
Baby I can see your halo<br />
You know you're my saving grace<br />
<br />
You're everything I need and more<br />
It's written all over your face<br />
Baby I can feel your halo<br />
Pray it won't fade away<br />
<br />
I can feel your halo halo halo<br />
I can see your halo halo halo<br />
I can feel your halo halo halo<br />
I can see your halo halo halo<br />
<br />
I can feel your halo halo halo<br />
I can see your halo halo halo<br />
I can feel your halo halo halo<br />
I can see your halo halo halo<br />
Halo, halo<br />
<br />
Everywhere I'm looking now<br />
I'm surrounded by your embrace<br />
Baby I can see your halo<br />
You know you're my saving grace<br />
<br />
You're everything I need and more<br />
It's written all over your face<br />
Baby I can feel your halo<br />
Pray it won't fade away<br />
<br />
I can feel your halo halo halo<br />
I can see your halo halo halo<br />
I can feel your halo halo halo<br />
I can see your halo halo halo</span>Peonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06958533331119569481noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7082697849941020387.post-62111148815971479062011-08-11T07:39:00.000-07:002011-08-11T07:39:59.218-07:00TornataTornata dalle vacanze, pronta a ricominciare con più (<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;">SPERO</span>) determinazione di prima!!<br />
1bacione a tutte. Mi siete mancate.<br />
<br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: yellow;">Vi amo.</span><br />
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</span>Peonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06958533331119569481noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7082697849941020387.post-86764211386894311302011-07-30T04:17:00.000-07:002011-07-30T04:17:54.564-07:00...senza mollare.Ho ripreso il <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">controllo</span>: sul cibo<br />
sul mio corpo<br />
sulla mia vita sociale<br />
per adesso tutto bene. Per adesso è fantastico.<br />
<br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: yellow;">Vi amo</span><br />
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</span>Peonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06958533331119569481noreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7082697849941020387.post-69440147454697961442011-07-28T01:30:00.000-07:002011-07-28T01:36:28.952-07:00Tutto ciò che cambia<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"><span lang="IT" style="color: purple;">Il mio accogliente rifugio nei giorno freddi e piovosi non sono più</span><span lang="IT" style="color: black;"> </span><span lang="IT"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;">calde coperte e il fuoco di un caminetto, </span><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"><span lang="IT"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #999999; color: magenta;">ma</span> </span><span lang="IT"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">tagli e cibo</span></span><span lang="IT" style="color: black;">.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"><span lang="IT" style="color: purple;">E' triste pensare a cos'è diventata la bambina di una volta...a come siè ridotta la "bambina prodigio" tanto tenera e dolce: una ragazza incapace di esprimere i propri sentimenti, che incide sulla sua pelle ciò che non riesce a dire e due genitori che hanno impresso "il marchio a fuoco della loro guerra su una ragazza pelle e ossa”.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"><span lang="IT" style="color: purple;"><br />
</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"><span lang="IT" style="color: purple;">Ieri era così, oggi c'è il sole e forse sarà un giorno migliore.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"><span lang="IT"></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 20pt; line-height: 115%;">"you're not dead, but you're not alive. you're a wintergirl..."</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 20pt; line-height: 115%;"> </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt;"><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 20pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">vi rispondo che il troppo odio verso me stessa ha consumato i miei occhi, ha scavato la mia vita, ha svuotato la mia anima</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: yellow; line-height: 25px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Vi amo</span></span><br />
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</span>Peonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06958533331119569481noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7082697849941020387.post-77804218882326478742011-07-24T13:13:00.001-07:002011-07-24T13:13:35.828-07:00..mi riprenderò....mi riprenderò davvero.Voglio farlo! Devo farlo!<br />
Sono stanca di tutto questo...non devo più cadere.Peonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06958533331119569481noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7082697849941020387.post-50438844153778373482011-07-23T09:41:00.000-07:002011-07-23T09:41:26.745-07:00Aiutatemi!!L'ho tradito.<br />
Mi ha scoperta.<br />
Mi ha perdonata, ma non riesce a dimenticare e a far tornare tutto come prima.<br />
(Premettendo che ho assolutamente torto e mi sento abbastanza uno schifo)...<br />
cosa faccio?? Consigli!! Vi prego! Di qualunque genere!!<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f1c232;">Vi amo</span>..aiutatemi!<br />
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Mi sono ripresa dalla crisi dell' altro giorno e ho ricominciato (direi alla grande) a <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">lottare</span> per la <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">MIA perfezione</span>!!<br />
Oggi ho fatto una fantastica camminata di più di due ore, come facevo l'estate scorsa, con il sole e il vento sulla pelle, alzando il viso verso il cielo e, in un attimo, ho riprovato le stesse sensazioni di quando facevo la stessa strada l' anno scorso e ho immediatamente ritovato <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;">la determinazione e la voglia di vedermi magra</span> che avevo allora.<br />
Vi ringrazio per i commenti, alcuni mi hanno aiutata a capire che devo provare a guardarmi da una prospettiva leggermente diversa.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f1c232;">Vi amo</span><br />
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</span>Peonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06958533331119569481noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7082697849941020387.post-19049237497173128732011-07-19T11:06:00.000-07:002011-07-19T11:06:58.535-07:00...è così...<div style="text-align: center;">...perchè tu sei così perfetto</div><div style="text-align: center;"> mentre io non ci riesco...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvK-MNbMhBC9-23Xl7Iqtv7CK7lBwPiRSoq3zeD3kM27HRW2sNgAe7_iNDev986DlYiHuc2oS1nMjY-tK1bAEpCuGX1JI6tqkTpliyPELqV9cY_VXgop8W_Fo2LlDsP1KjBwHoEltzXVvv/s1600/Mc2ktqrjxggfirdaaa_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvK-MNbMhBC9-23Xl7Iqtv7CK7lBwPiRSoq3zeD3kM27HRW2sNgAe7_iNDev986DlYiHuc2oS1nMjY-tK1bAEpCuGX1JI6tqkTpliyPELqV9cY_VXgop8W_Fo2LlDsP1KjBwHoEltzXVvv/s320/Mc2ktqrjxggfirdaaa_large.jpg" width="254" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Peonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06958533331119569481noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7082697849941020387.post-86824876707037597072011-07-18T04:05:00.000-07:002011-07-18T04:05:12.958-07:00Ferma. Immobile. Fisssa.Ferma. Immobile. Fissa.<br />
Respiro; lentamente.<br />
Penso; lentamente.<br />
Mi muovo; lentamente.<br />
...mi lascio consumare; lentamente.<br />
mi consumo; <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">consapevolmente.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #6fa8dc;">Vi amo.</span><br />
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</span>Peonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06958533331119569481noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7082697849941020387.post-35801172328160408142011-07-15T03:16:00.000-07:002011-07-15T04:16:14.663-07:00Tu questo non puoi dirlo!!!!Mia madre: <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;">"</span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;">tutti mi dicono che sono una bella donna, ma io non mi vedo così attraente...secondo me sono come le</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"> <strike>anoressiche</strike></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;">, come se lo specchio mi rimandasse un' immagine che non reale, quando mi specchio non riesco a vedermi come sono realmente".</span></i><br />
Non potete immagina quanto l'ho odiata in quel momento!! Quelle parole..sentirla parlare dell'<strike>anoressia</strike><i>, </i>l'ho ritenuta (e la ritengo) <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;">indegna</span> anche solo di prunuciare certe parole!!<br />
Lei che non sa niente,<br />
non sa cosa vuol dire,<br />
quando io non mangio pensa che io lo faccia <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">solo </span>per avere l'approvazione degli altri..(è talmente stupida che a seconda dei periodi, delle persone con le quali passo più tempo o delle quali parlo di più, riusce a dirmi nome e cognome della persona sulla quale voglio "fare colpo"),<br />
non immagina,<br />
non immagina, non poù immaginare, non riesce ad immaginare,<br />
la <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">sofferenza</span>, le <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">privazioni</span>, le <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">rinunce</span>, la <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">fatica</span>, ma anche le <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">soddisfazioni</span> che stanno dietro e che nascono questa parola...<br />
quindi <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;">non la ritengo abbastanza "pura"</span> per poterla pronunciare.<br />
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1bacione a tutte<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik6Ezfa_N0LwtLJ-4KJDkiEXZ1QiNjXXGDvatBKP11wcOAVT0a5qVxwNJs-yZAxxRFL2lg4s1kCYj4ADY7p2DoARXRcorx5731wk0MPxeBvi2Xm9tZzkco5Ay3mpCmsgtEWpe1ZX0_VPtA/s1600/Tumblr_lbdei1qgan1qb5d33o1_500_large.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik6Ezfa_N0LwtLJ-4KJDkiEXZ1QiNjXXGDvatBKP11wcOAVT0a5qVxwNJs-yZAxxRFL2lg4s1kCYj4ADY7p2DoARXRcorx5731wk0MPxeBvi2Xm9tZzkco5Ay3mpCmsgtEWpe1ZX0_VPtA/s1600/Tumblr_lbdei1qgan1qb5d33o1_500_large.png" /></a></div>Peonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06958533331119569481noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7082697849941020387.post-82830045881038256502011-07-13T14:24:00.000-07:002011-07-14T01:07:43.030-07:00Io....& leiNoi siamo l'inferno che avete dentro.<br />
Noi siamo il sogno che non direte mai.<br />
Noi siamo lo specchio che non guardate per non riconoscervi.<br />
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Ho creato questo blog perchè spero di trovare quello che cerco,<br />
per condividere una parte di me,<br />
e per leggere quella parte di voi che scegliete di aprire agli altri.<br />
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Sono quì per essere <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;">"vera"</span> e per incontrare persone <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;">"vere"</span>Peonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06958533331119569481noreply@blogger.com30