Lost forever?

Lost forever?

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Aug 31, 2016
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Romance
Lei è una ragazza particolare. Non una di quelle che generalmente si vedono in giro. Che se ne fregano di tutto, che sparla alle spalle di tutti. Che pensa solo all'aspetto fisico. Lei è sincera. A volte fin troppo, e la sincerità si sa, fa male alle persone. È quasi sempre sola. Si sente persa. Da parecchio tempo ormai. Vorrebbe solo che la sua vita prendesse una piega diversa, che cambiasse, in meglio. È bella. Ma come il suo carattere, una bellezza particolare. Capelli biondo cenere, occhi marroni, labbra sottili e naso non proprio piccolo come quello delle barbie. Una bellezza dolce. Che fa aprire il cuore di chiunque sia una persona vera e sincera, come lei. Lui è nelle sue fantasie. Non c'è mai stato. Ma spera che prima o poi arriverà.
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You see, there are these apps where anybody can write books, stories and the sort and one day, scrolling the FB (which I don't usually do but I kill time with it on occasions) my eyes fell on a title that made me scoff. The title, 'Mafia in Love'. I remember I laughed terribly then, one of the very few times I laughed, or smiled for that matter. Some people truly feel they know anything about Mafia. It was not far from the truth, though. We are in love. We are in love with money, power, luxury and women. Actually more like to f. women. A lot. At least that's what I love. We love to say "Forget abou'it!" when actually we don't forget at all. Oh, and guns. Yeah, I was in love with my own that was never far from me, always nicely tucked in the belt of my suit pants, always my best companion. I can't even count how many times it saved my life. So, unless the story was about that, I was positive it was nothing but a load of crap and bullshit, probably written by a silly teenage girl who fell in love with some actor playing in a mafia movie. Either way, I laughed and forgot about it. For a while. Until I saw it again in a notification flashing on the screen of my phone while I was shitty high, bored and pissed in the office of my favorite club. My name is Don Raffaello Capozzi and this is the story of my only love. *Mature content"

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