"Ma ci sarò io e arriverò, felice da fare schifo e libererò tutti i tuoi pianti trattenuti"

Vasco Brondi - Questo Scontro Tranquillo
Mogwai - Take Me Somewhere Nice
"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. (I think I made you up inside my head.) The stars go waltzing out in blue and red, And arbitrary blackness gallops in: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane. (I think I made you up inside my head.) God topples from the sky, hell’s fires fade: Exit seraphim and Satan’s men: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I fancied you’d return the way you said, But I grow old and I forget your name. (I think I made you up inside my head.) I should have loved a thunderbird instead; At least when spring comes they roar back again. I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. (I think I made you up inside my head.)”

-Mad Girl’s Love Song, Sylvia Plath.

“If you loved someone, you loved him, and when you had nothing else to give, you still gave him love.”
George Orwell, 1984

che ci fregano sempre.