Paolo Raeli je italijanski umetnik sa Sicilije. A na njegovim fotografijama možete da vidite mlade ljude. Koji se ljube, grle, skidaju, puše.

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I hope we last. I hope we do. But if we don’t, this is how I want you to remember me: I want you to remember me curled up, listening to the sound of your heartbeat and tracing maps across your skin. Remember me laughing at your jokes, even the stupid ones. Remember me in hysterics for absolutely no reason and in tears because one time you made me so sad neither of us thought I’d recover. Remember me brave, that time you held my hand and I thought I was going to die; remember me scared and gentle and delicate and breakable – only for you though, only for you. Remember me happy, and all the ridiculous ways I tried to get your attention. Remember the way I was too stubborn to talk to you and how absolutely insane it drove the both of us. Remember all the firsts and how they were so delightful we went back for seconds and thirds and fourths. Remember the songs you couldn’t stop listening to and the childish dreams you allowed yourself about the future. If it’s any consolation I allowed myself to have them too. If it comes to it I don’t want you to remember the ending. Remember the beginning. Remember the first time you knew. – Blossomfully on tumblr. My life with and without you.

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Once upon a time, there was Candy and Dan. Things were very hot that year. All the wax was melting in the trees. He would climb balconies, climb everywhere, do anything for her. Thousands of birds, the tiniest birds, adorned her hair. Everything was gold. We lived on sunlight and chocolate bars. It was the afternoon of extravagant delight. Danny the daredevil. Candy went missing. The days last rays of sunshine cruise like sharks. You came into my life really fast and I liked it. We squelched in the mud of our joy. I was wet-thighed with surrender. Then there was a gap in things and the whole earth tilted. This is the business. This, is what we’re after. With you inside me comes the hatch of death. And perhaps I’ll simply never sleep again. These ruffled sheets and you are gone and I am going too. – sofia and silvio one spring day.

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Actually, there is a word for that. It’s love. I’m in love with them, okay? If you’re looking for the word that means caring for someone beyond all rationality and wanting them to have everything they want no matter how much it destroys you, its love! And when you love someone you just don’t stop. Ever. Even when people roll their eyes, or call you crazy, even then, especially then! You just don’t give up, because if I could give up, if I could just take the world’s advice and move on and find someone else that wouldn’t be love! That.. would be some other.. disposable thing that is not worth fighting for. and that’s not what I am fighting for. – Tag someone you love ♥️ Milan, Giorgia and Kerry in my bathtub

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dream boy rainbow skin

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what it takes to come alive.

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how was your friday night guys?

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Cuties

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2013

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Kids in love

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The little mermaid

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