Ok so. Thank you all for the big response. First I would like to talk with you about the life of queer youth in italy’s little cities. ⭐️ I grew up being the first outed-gay in my little province and as many of you can relate it was hell. I developed lots of PTSD and various other mental problems and honestly I don’t even know how I made it here alive. (Now it’s been 1 yeah on meds and It’s the best I ever been with my self). But this possibility for me only came when moving in a big city after I worked hard to make money and basically run away. It’s not fair that my youth was stolen like that but it’s beautiful how I’m-we’re blossimg in beautiful coloured flowers with time.. and I’m convinced the universe really becomes our friend if we really find the fire to fight back in ourselves. here’s for you also a song that helped me a lot through that. Nico ⭐️