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today is a gloomy day...and I don't like it at all.
2022-09-22T15:27:17+02:00
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2022-09-20T02:44:52+02:00
Gia Carangi
" when I look in the mirror, I just want to like myself... and if I like myself, then I look good." -Gia
she was a beautiful model in the 1970s and she looked so beautiful; I love her aesthetic. I first came across her through an autobiography starring Angelina Jolie it's actually on HBO. I think Gia is so mysterious and most people don't really know much about her except that she had a drug addiction, in my opinion, she was just a beautiful soul who didn't receive the love she deserved. When I was researching about her, I could barely find anything about her except her beautiful pictures and a weird interview on youtube where she was twitching, it looks like she was going through drug redraw.
she looked really shy, kept to herself but needless to say she was extremely gorgeous. she made street style chic, you could dress a woman in Dior but standing next to Gia that woman would look basic. She was born to just be beautiful, but she was in a lot of pain and her parents were not there for her.
she had a fear of abandonment, she was neglected as a child and she hang around the wrong crowd. she was first discovered by a modeling agency who took pictures of her which required her to strip naked and she did, after that, all was history she became one of the first successful supermodels. The 70s was about sex, drugs, and rock n roll so she was doing what everyone else was doing... she was a rebellious teenager.
she died really young from AIDS, it's quite a tragic story and I just love her pictures. I really wished she never took any drugs but sadly she chose her own destiny. This post is not about all the mistakes she made, this is an appreciation post because she was a very incredible girl. She is one of my favorite super models :)
2022-09-19T16:55:29+02:00
Publié depuis Eklablog
« there are real friends and there are people who only contact you when they need you, know the difference. »
2022-09-14T16:51:40+02:00
Publié depuis Eklablog
The silence of our unspoken words hung loudly in the air,
I am not sure why I am still here and why I am still hoping that it will get better.
It eats away at my soul each time my eyes fall on you and I can't talk to you.
I'm afraid there won't be much left of me if I keep feeling the way I feel,
there will just be a body of a girl in desperate need to speak to you.
2022-09-13T20:08:49+02:00
Publié depuis Eklablog
" My love language is sending me TikToks all day and sending each other pictures of 2 cats saying that's us, if we cannot do that then let me go."
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2022-09-07T03:37:44+02:00
Publié depuis Eklablog
" somewhere between the hidden clues and puzzles hide the most frightened girl in desperate need to let herself be free"
2022-09-07T03:33:49+02:00
Publié depuis Eklablog
I look at you and I don't know how I feel. I wish what those feelings mean, is it love? admiration? appreciation? tension? your face is slowly fading away each time you disappear. I want to hold on to the beautiful memories, can't let go of the past.
"how did they manage to let you get away? in all my life I've never wanted...