Chinese & sanskrit student @ Turin, Italy. Not so talented, but a true dreamer.
This story is going to be about a girl I never met, or at least I met in a very strange way.
It started out Yesterday, November 1st, which in Italy is called “Ognissanti” (“All Saints Day”), a day in which we…
He stole my innocence, he stole my youth and enthusiasm, he stole my hope and truest dreams. Or, either way, I couldn’t keep them for me.