sono pazza di te

i am trying to take control of my hormones, if it is only because of hormones. i tried to put this feeling into words, but words were not enough. i am afraid that i am thinking too much, but my mind keeps spinning on its own. i have decided never to go back to be that girl again, who writes 10 e-mails a day confessing love. i dare not even reading those e-mails again, as they were childish and probably too honest, resulting in a massive sense of uncoolness.

but i am never much of a cool girl. i am the passionate and disastrous and often confused type. i am the silly, goofy and nerdy type. i am the i love you baby baby my dearest darling honey you honey me so full of cliches type. i am, i am, i am. i am also the obsessive type, not with you (hopefully) but with love (definitely).

i will learn another language, and then i will write with it. i would say sono pazza di te a thousand times, to your face even, knowing that you have no idea what it means. i will, i will, i will.

stunning photography by Sonya Kozlova, she is only 18. this world is just so full of these talented lovely women. i am 24 (yes lately i am negatively obsessed with my age), what am i going to become? i need signs.