domingo, 26 de fevereiro de 2012

-

cada vez me conheço menos.

quarta-feira, 22 de fevereiro de 2012

*

I only miss you when I'm breathing.

R.

“He’s not perfect. You aren’t either, and the two of you will never be perfect. But if he can make you laugh at least once, causes you to think twice, and if he admits to being human and making mistakes, hold onto him and give him the most you can. He isn’t going to quote poetry, he’s not thinking about you every moment, but he will give you a part of him that he knows you could break. Don’t hurt him, don’t change him, and don’t expect for more than he can give. Don’t analyze. Smile when he makes you happy, yell when he makes you mad, and miss him when he’s not there. Love hard when there is love to be had. Because perfect guys don’t exist, but there’s always one guy that is perfect for you.” Bob Marley




" É como se tu gritasses mas ninguém pudesse ouvir, tu sentes-te sempre envergonhado por alguém ser tão importante daquele jeito, e essa pessoa não sente "um nada" por ti. Ninguém entende o quanto isso dói. Tu sentes-te sem esperança como se nada te pudesse salvar. Tudo se foi e está acabado. Tu quase desejas ter todas aquelas coisas ruins de volta. Só para com elas virem as boas juntas. " Rihanna