(Source: jfef, via noctualilith)
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(via erikalashnikova)
writing is safer, somehow
because my pen cannot stutter like my lips do,
and words get stuck in throats,
not fingertips, can’t stumble
on paper trails of blue lines
because writing is definite and clear
and no one can tell if i am crying
or laughing
through written words alone
(via infinitoispirazione)
And when I look back on those neon nights
The leather scene, the passage right
I feel the heat, I see the light
— Miss Atomic Bomb - The Killers
Human beings are funny. They long to be with the person they love but refuse to admit openly. Some are afraid to show even the slightest sign of affection because of fear. Fear that their feelings may not be recognized, or even worse, returned. But one thing about human beings puzzles me the most is their conscious effort to be connected with the object of their affection even if it kills them slowly within. —
Sigmund Freud (via wethinkwedream)
Only when we realize the fragility of our spirit can we gain strenght to face our challenges. Only in accepting our cowardice nature can we become brave.
(via ouroborosdeus)
(Source: vrban, via ouroborosdeus)
Isn’t this like„ the cuttest dog/guy/picture ever?
(via monotonia-corrosiva)
(via infinitoispirazione)
(Source: fulordelaranjeira, via monotonia-corrosiva)
Eu tenho
a solidão maior do mundo
uma saudade que me adora
e não me deixa sossegar.
Eu tenho
tanta vontade de chorar
uma tristeza permanente
Eu tenho tanto amor pra dar
— Dead Lovers Twisted Heart - Eu Tenho(via monotonia-corrosiva)
(Source: 1milhogrande, via monotonia-corrosiva)