my name is Valerio, but can call me Vale.
I'm from Itay, so please escusme if my english fails a lot.
I love to listen my favourtite music as loud as i can, and sometimes singing along even louder.
I love to run until my lungs feels like they are gonna burst, and my breath it's the only thing i can hear.
I love to eat ice cream a little melt and the pasta the day after when it gets a bit crunchy.
I love to feel my dog curling over my feet before i fell asleep.
I love my best friend Lyndon, that has always been there for me in every important moment of my life.
I love to look at the fireplace until my thoughts get completely lost.
I love to feel the snowflakes on my tongue, till they feel so cold that they seem to burn.
I love to read sitting on the floor, bending the corners of the pages everytime i read a sentence i want to remember.
I love the smell of sugar that fills the house everytime granma bake something.
I love my life, but more than anything
I love my boyfriend Frank, that found me in a corner, with my fists closed against the world, and my heart closed against the hope, and taught me what love means.