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A LETTER TO MY 18 YEAR OLD SELF ABOUT FALLING IN LOVE FOR THE FIRST TIME

I won’t tell you not to do it, because in the end it will teach you more about life and love and yourself than you ever thought possible. The business of regret is a dangerous one.
If I could, I would tell you this: you think you’re starting the adventure of your life; just don’t lose yourself along the way. Not everything is meant to last forever.
And that’s alright.
I would tell you: stand your ground. It’s OK to get angry, even if she says she loves you. There will be other people who say it and mean it more than she ever could. At the end of the day, don’t blame her. She is just as young and scared as you are. But don’t ever, ever blame yourself. The things that make her unhappy do not have to be your undoing.
I’d remind you to be kind to yourself. Being 18 is hard, no matter what happens. Please know that you are loved more deeply and widely than you know, and by people who will stay in your life much longer than she does.
Don’t forget that for a second.
I’d tell you that you are beautiful. But more importantly, you are vast and brilliant and infinite and brave and witty and flawed, and you pretend to like beer and you always cheat at “Clue”.
And you are good at drumming and solidly mediocre at driving and you can out-quote just about anybody on Harry Potter, and most importantly of all, I would tell you that not a damn single one of those things has anything to do with her.
You are not what she thinks of you. You are the books on your shelf and the song lyrics Sharpied on your arm.
You are 174 centimetres of blood and flesh and sinew and spirit, and you have existed for 18 years without knowing her name.
There was a you before and there will be a you after. And in the grand scheme of things, 10 months of your life isn’t that many.
Don’t get caught up in semantics.
Don’t wallow in self-pity.
Don’t let her make you small.
When you are up past 2AM and crying because she won’t answer your texts, just go to bed.
The next day when she smiles and shrugs it off, don’t just nod and take her hand.

Don’t let her make you feel guilty about spending a Friday night watching scary movies with your friends.

Don’t be afraid to be loud and messy and brash just because she might not approve.

And when the day comes, on June 4th, when a 50-minutes phone call effectively ends a ten-months period of your life, leaving you gasping for air on the floor of your tiny dorm room, don’t let it ruin you.

Let yourself be sad. Buy ice cream. Cry on the phone to your mom. Call her bad names until you run out of them. Revel in the past tense.

You have loved. You will love again.

Learn to be by yourself. Make new friends.
Apologize to the old ones.
Go to rock concerts and take road trips and laugh too loud and silence the part of your mind that wonders what she’s doing.

Know that a blissful sunny day will come when you’re driving in your car and THAT song will come on the radio and actually make you smile.

Trust in yourself.
Most importantly, never stop believing in love stories.

And one day, when it all comes around again, you will be ready.
You will be cautious and guarded.
You will not give yourself over as easily and completely as you did at 18.
You will stumble and cry and worry.

But it will be so much better the second time around.

NOTE: I found this beautiful letter on HelloGiggles.com and I decided to repost it modifying some parts, just to make it fit my feelings and what actually happened to me.

I see your face in every sunrise
The colors of the morning are inside your eyes
The world awakens in the light of the day
I look up to the sky and say: “You’re beautiful”.

I see your face in every sunrise
The colors of the morning are inside your eyes
The world awakens in the light of the day
I look up to the sky and say: “You’re beautiful”.

Just close your eyes, and hold your breath

Because it feels right

We’ll keep it moving till we make it to the other side

And let’s enjoy the ride

We’re burning up

We might as well be lovers on the sun

Just close your eyes, and hold your breath

Because it feels right

We’ll keep it moving till we make it to the other side

And let’s enjoy the ride

We’re burning up

We might as well be lovers on the sun

"When will I see you again?"

"When will I see you again?"

I don’t wanna talk
About things we’ve gone through
Though it’s hurting me
Now it’s history
I’ve played all my cards
And that’s what you’ve done too
Nothing more to say
No more ace to play
The winner takes it all
The loser’s standing small
Beside the victory
That’s her destiny
I was in your arms
Thinking I belonged there
I figured it made sense
Building me a fence
Building me a home
Thinking I’d be strong there
But I was a fool
Playing by the rules
The gods may throw a dice
Their minds as cold as ice
And someone way down here
Loses someone dear
The winner takes it all
The loser has to fall
It’s simple and it’s plain
Why should I complain
But tell me does she kiss
Like I used to kiss you
Does it feel the same
When she calls your name
Somewhere deep inside
You must know I miss you
But what can I say
Rules must be obeyed
The judges will decide
The likes of me abide
Spectators of the show
Always staying low
The game is on again
A lover or a friend
A big thing or a small
The winner takes it all
I don’t wanna talk
If it makes you feel sad
And I understand
You’ve come to shake my hand
I apologize
If it makes you feel bad
Seeing me so tense
No self-confidence
But you see
The winner takes it all

I don’t wanna talk
About things we’ve gone through
Though it’s hurting me
Now it’s history
I’ve played all my cards
And that’s what you’ve done too
Nothing more to say
No more ace to play
The winner takes it all
The loser’s standing small
Beside the victory
That’s her destiny
I was in your arms
Thinking I belonged there
I figured it made sense
Building me a fence
Building me a home
Thinking I’d be strong there
But I was a fool
Playing by the rules
The gods may throw a dice
Their minds as cold as ice
And someone way down here
Loses someone dear
The winner takes it all
The loser has to fall
It’s simple and it’s plain
Why should I complain
But tell me does she kiss
Like I used to kiss you
Does it feel the same
When she calls your name
Somewhere deep inside
You must know I miss you
But what can I say
Rules must be obeyed
The judges will decide
The likes of me abide
Spectators of the show
Always staying low
The game is on again
A lover or a friend
A big thing or a small
The winner takes it all
I don’t wanna talk
If it makes you feel sad
And I understand
You’ve come to shake my hand
I apologize
If it makes you feel bad
Seeing me so tense
No self-confidence
But you see
The winner takes it all

"Da quando non ci sei più sono cambiata. O meglio: sono cambiate moltissime cose. Mi sono iscritta ad un corso di inglese e vado in palestra almeno tre volte alla settimana. Ho tagliato i capelli e li ho anche colorati. Sono irriconoscibile, ma sai come si dice: “Quando una donna fa qualcosa ai capelli ha voglia di rivoluzioni”.
Dunque mi sono rivoluzionata. La birra inizia a piacermi, e ho conosciuto tantissime persone, tanti ragazzi. Uomini. Alcuni interessanti, altri solo stronzi, altri piuttosto noiosi, diversi insignificanti. 
Ho imparato a baciare tanto per baciare e a toccare tanto per toccare. L’avresti mai detto? Proprio io, che facevo l’amore solo per amore?
Ho iniziato a mettere i tacchi, ad andare a ballare, ad ascoltare canzoni senza senso per distrarmi. E com’è bello distrarsi, com’è bello.
Sto leggendo moltissimi libri, molti più del solito, e sto guardando una quantità industriale di film.
Ho cominciato a fumare, non è un gran bel cambiamento, ma sì, quando mi sento sola… fumo.
Ho imparato a preparare la torta di mele ed anche la torta della nonna. E il pesce al forno.
Ho iniziato ad amare il sushi ed i ristoranti cinesi, sono qui che fremo per andare in Giappone, e sto facendo di tutto per risparmiare.
A lavoro sono più sicura di me, non tremo più, e quando mia madre cerca di schiacciarmi con le sue mezze frasi velenose, io riesco comunque a volare.
Va tutto bene, va tutto perfino meglio di quando eri innamorata di me.
So camminare con le mie gambe, e sapere che sono in grado di farlo è davvero rassicurante. 
La sera non piango più, la notte riesco a dormire.
Non c’è più niente che non va, a parte - certo - quelle sere in cui un abbraccio farebbe la differenza.
O le altre sere, quelle in cui fare l’amore farebbe la differenza.
Ma va bene così, va benissimo così. 
Perché sai, fino a un po’ di tempo se mi avessi chiesto se ero cambiata, io ti avrei risposto di no, “Non sono cambiata, ti amo ancora”.
Ma adesso anche questo è diverso, ormai.
Adesso le cose stanno così.
Adesso mi manca l’amore, non tu.”

Susanna Casciani

"Da quando non ci sei più sono cambiata. O meglio: sono cambiate moltissime cose. Mi sono iscritta ad un corso di inglese e vado in palestra almeno tre volte alla settimana. Ho tagliato i capelli e li ho anche colorati. Sono irriconoscibile, ma sai come si dice: “Quando una donna fa qualcosa ai capelli ha voglia di rivoluzioni”.
Dunque mi sono rivoluzionata. La birra inizia a piacermi, e ho conosciuto tantissime persone, tanti ragazzi. Uomini. Alcuni interessanti, altri solo stronzi, altri piuttosto noiosi, diversi insignificanti.
Ho imparato a baciare tanto per baciare e a toccare tanto per toccare. L’avresti mai detto? Proprio io, che facevo l’amore solo per amore?
Ho iniziato a mettere i tacchi, ad andare a ballare, ad ascoltare canzoni senza senso per distrarmi. E com’è bello distrarsi, com’è bello.
Sto leggendo moltissimi libri, molti più del solito, e sto guardando una quantità industriale di film.
Ho cominciato a fumare, non è un gran bel cambiamento, ma sì, quando mi sento sola… fumo.
Ho imparato a preparare la torta di mele ed anche la torta della nonna. E il pesce al forno.
Ho iniziato ad amare il sushi ed i ristoranti cinesi, sono qui che fremo per andare in Giappone, e sto facendo di tutto per risparmiare.
A lavoro sono più sicura di me, non tremo più, e quando mia madre cerca di schiacciarmi con le sue mezze frasi velenose, io riesco comunque a volare.
Va tutto bene, va tutto perfino meglio di quando eri innamorata di me.
So camminare con le mie gambe, e sapere che sono in grado di farlo è davvero rassicurante.
La sera non piango più, la notte riesco a dormire.
Non c’è più niente che non va, a parte - certo - quelle sere in cui un abbraccio farebbe la differenza.
O le altre sere, quelle in cui fare l’amore farebbe la differenza.
Ma va bene così, va benissimo così.
Perché sai, fino a un po’ di tempo se mi avessi chiesto se ero cambiata, io ti avrei risposto di no, “Non sono cambiata, ti amo ancora”.
Ma adesso anche questo è diverso, ormai.
Adesso le cose stanno così.
Adesso mi manca l’amore, non tu.”

Susanna Casciani

…
When does a scar
Become a tattoo
When does the sky
Fade back to blue
When does this broken
Heart that I’m holding
Beat on its own
When do I stop
Feeling this burn
When do I live
When do I learn
When will I realize
That look in your eyes
Won’t come back
I’m right here
Standing in the pouring rain
Tick tock
Hours all feel the same
I say your name
I say your name
Well I’m right here
Running just as fast as I can
And I swear
I’m never gonna do this again
I say your name
I say your name
I try to be strong
But I keep dreaming of you
Oh I really wish
This was easy to do
But I’ve never felt this
Tied up and helpless
And all that I know
Is you’re gone
How do I let go
I’m right here
Standing in the pouring rain
Tick tock
Hours all feel the same
I say your name
I say your name
Well I’m right here
Running just as fast as I can
And I swear
I’m never gonna do this again
I say your name
I say your name
Well I know
That someday
This pain
It will fade
But right now
I can’t explain
How I feel
I wanna scream
I’m right here
Standing in the pouring rain
Tick tock
Hours all feel the same
I say your name
I say your name
Well I’m right here
Running just as fast as I can
And I swear
I’m never gonna do this again
I say your name
I say your name


When does a scar
Become a tattoo
When does the sky
Fade back to blue
When does this broken
Heart that I’m holding
Beat on its own
When do I stop
Feeling this burn
When do I live
When do I learn
When will I realize
That look in your eyes
Won’t come back
I’m right here
Standing in the pouring rain
Tick tock
Hours all feel the same
I say your name
I say your name
Well I’m right here
Running just as fast as I can
And I swear
I’m never gonna do this again
I say your name
I say your name
I try to be strong
But I keep dreaming of you
Oh I really wish
This was easy to do
But I’ve never felt this
Tied up and helpless
And all that I know
Is you’re gone
How do I let go
I’m right here
Standing in the pouring rain
Tick tock
Hours all feel the same
I say your name
I say your name
Well I’m right here
Running just as fast as I can
And I swear
I’m never gonna do this again
I say your name
I say your name
Well I know
That someday
This pain
It will fade
But right now
I can’t explain
How I feel
I wanna scream
I’m right here
Standing in the pouring rain
Tick tock
Hours all feel the same
I say your name
I say your name
Well I’m right here
Running just as fast as I can
And I swear
I’m never gonna do this again
I say your name
I say your name

Anonimo
asks:
could you not post SQ in the Morrilla tag? It's really annoying...

Oh come on!

I’m surrounded by people who love me and who I love so deeply.

I’m just so happy.

I love who’s always stayed by my side.

I love and will always remember the ones that got away.

I’m grateful for every single person who crossed my path

and, in different ways, changed my life and views.


I’m happy and peaceful now. Everything happens for a reason.

Who knows what tomorrow will bring.

This storm is ending.

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