I'm an italian girl who likes books, drawing, movies, black and folk metal, nature, gothic fashion, ancient myths, animals etc.
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Flee, my friend, into your solitude: I see you stung all over by the poisonous flies. Flee there, where a rough, strong breeze blows! Flee into your solitude! By Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra  (via nordravn)