Everyone, at some point in their lives, wakes up in the middle of the night with the feeling that they are all alone in the world, and that nobody loves them now and that nobody will ever love them, and that they will never have a decent night’s sleep again and will spend their lives wandering blearily around a loveless landscape, hoping desperately that their circumstances will improve, but suspecting, in their heart of hearts, that they will remain unloved forever. The best thing to do in these circumstances is to wake somebody else up, so that they can feel this way, too.
Posted on May 19, 2012 with 213 notes x reblog this
I fell in love with her courage, her sincerity, and her flaming self respect. And it’s these things I’d believe in, even if the whole world indulged in wild suspicions that she wasn’t all she should be. I love her and it is the beginning of everything.
Posted on May 16, 2012 with 712 notes x reblog this
Sou complicada mesmo, afasto de mim todas as pessoas que me amam, perco o encanto em tudo fácil demais, sou toda errada, não chego nem perto da perfeição, tenho muitos defeitos, mas apesar de tudo isso tenho um coração que ama e quando ama, ama de verdade.
Posted on May 09, 2012 with 4,226 notes x reblog this
A saudade não gosta de morrer, ela gosta de matar.
Posted on May 09, 2012 with 1,062 notes x reblog this
sure, she has everything (by juliette sandbox)
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