February 2012
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I'm exhausted.
“It’s a strange thing, how you can love somebody, how you can be all eaten up...”
– Madeleine L’Engle (via paraskins)
“Um brinde aos homens, mas principalmente àqueles que se arrependem quando te...”
– Tati Bernardi.
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And this was what I was waiting for so long. Almost three years. Me finally assuming I was moving on. But this felt so bad. I felt so angry and sad and lost. I was angry because I never liked someone the way I liked him, but I was moving on, and I am moving on. I didn’t feel the same way about him. That was the reason why I was so mad. I liked him so much and he fucked everything up. He...
me: this is a bad idea and will only make me sad
me: okay let's do it
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“Não é fácil explicar. Eu sou assim, meio morto por dentro. Faço as coisas por...”
– Gabito Nunes
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Sabe o que cairia bem agora? Você, aqui do meu...
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Note to self: Be the flame, not the moth.
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