It bugs me when people are unnecessarily mean. Like, you didn’t have to make that comment. You could have just kept your mouth shut and left that person not feeling bad about themselves. What do you gain from making someone else feel like shit? Nothing of substance. Maybe a fleeting moment of power but that’s gone as soon as it comes so why? There’s enough unhappiness in the world without you adding to it.
I think one of the best feelings in the world is when someone remembers something you said. Whether it was something from yesterday, a week ago, a month ago.. It’s just like, “Wow, you actually listen to me.”
I wonder what it’s like to have someone fall for you. And I mean really fall for you. Not just they want to get in your pants because they think you’re attractive. But be consumed with every little piece of you. The way you talk, the way you laugh, the way you just exist. To everyone in love: you don’t know how lucky you are.
anyone who says “just internet friends” is a fucking douche okay
my internet friends have wiped my tears dozens more times than my “real life friends”
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Prefiro guardar as palavras pra mim, só eu sei como trata-las bem, só eu sei como protegê-las, até porque as palavras aos cuidados de mãos erradas podem começar uma guerra.
| — | Martin Martins |
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Eu sou daquelas pessoas inseguras que volta pra ver se fechou a torneira, se a porta está trancada, se o fogão está desligado. Eu sempre fui assim, sempre precisei reafirmar minhas certezas - então não me culpe se eu ficar perguntando se você ainda gosta de mim umas dez vezes ao dia. Aceite-me como sou, que eu te aceito como tu és.
| — | Caio Augusto Leite |
