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For a New Experience, To Explore My Sexuality, To Meet People |
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Single |
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Catholic |
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Yes |
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| Ethnicity: |
White / Caucasian |
| Languages: |
Italian |
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12/12/2012
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Piach's Scoop
About me:
cit alfie non troverei parole migliori
"Le avvertivo tutte fin dall'inizio, gli dicevo sempre, tra le righe: devo avvisarvi, ho come impresso un invisibile motto, non voglio impegni, tanto meno sposarmi. Nonostante i miei sforzi comincio a sentire il formarsi di piccole crepe nel mio finto marmo. Se guardo indietro alla mia breve vita e alle donne che ho conosciuto, non posso fare a meno di pensare a tutto quello che hanno fatto per me e a tutto quello che io non ho fatto per loro, a come mi abbiano accudito, coccolato, e a come io non le abbia mai ripagate. Sì, ero convinto di ottenere il meglio così. Cosa ne ho ricavato, invece? Tasche piene di soldi? Abiti eleganti? Belle auto a mia disposizione? E sono single, senza legami, libero come un uccello; non dipendo da nessuno, nessuno dipende da me; la mia vita è mia, però non ho la pace dell'anima e se non hai quella non hai niente. Quindi, qual è la risposta? È questo che continuo a chiedermi. Che andiamo cercando? Ci siamo capiti?"
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Cit Alfie ending monologue
"He's younger than you are", that's what she said. Anybody would think I was doddering about on bleeding crutches. Trouble is, I still keep thinking about her. I can't get her out of me mind. Who'd have thought a ruddy great lust-box like her would have found her way into anybody's feelings? She might have looked a hard case, but underneath she was quite mumsie, and she was in beautiful condition. Do you know, I'm beginning to think she was beautiful. After all, it ain't through the eyes that you feel beauty. It's how the heart hungers for something that makes it beautiful....You know what? When I look back on my little life and the birds I've known, I can't help think about....all they have done for me. And what I haven't done for them. They looked after me. Cared for me. And I repaid them by never returning the favor. Yeah, I used to think I had the best end of the deal. What have I got, really? Some money in my pocket. Some nice threads. Fancy car at my disposal. And I am single. Unattached. Free as a bird. I depend on nobody. And nobody depends on me. My life's my own. But I don't have peace of mind. And if you don't have that, you got nothing. So, what's the answer. That's what I keep asking myself. What's it all about? You know what I mean? "
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