I'm scared to get close and I hate being alone. I long for that feeling to not feel at all. The higher I get, the lower I'll sink. I can't drown my demons, they know how to swim.

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Did you know that?

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Eu tô sempre esperançosa que melhore, que flua, que aconteça. Mas uma hora a gente duvida da fé. Uma hora a gente cansa. —Clarissa Corrêa. (via inverbos)
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gehrardway:

When I was

a young boy

my father

took me into the city

to see a marching band

he said ‘son don’t get too attached to this band because bands break up and you will cry’

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euleasis:

vipeur:

feahrs:

same

i think this is one of my favourite posts ever

this is a gif? I never saw that before

Yep

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nudded:

euleasis:

vipeur:

feahrs:

same

i think this is one of my favourite posts ever

this is a gif? I never saw that before

Yep

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amerlcanapparel:

have you ever been so attracted to someone that every little thing they do kills you because they’re so cute but it also kills you because you can’t be with them

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mevsimkarabatak:

We Heart It’te Stucky = bromance - http://weheartit.com/entry/111119265

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Isso tudo me assusta. Essa carência. Essa necessidade de precisar de alguém. Esse medo de permanecer sozinha. Medo de acordar e perceber que ao meu lado não existe ninguém pra me acordar com um “um beijo” ou um “eu te amo”. Medo de que no final do dia minha única companhia seja as paredes do meu quarto. Medo de viver uma vida sem amor, sem entregas, sem ganhos e nem perdas. Medo de apenas existir. —Acúmulos. (via extinta)

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