What the?

I wonder if i successfully express myself through words?

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Philophobia – fear of emotional attachment; fear of being in, or falling in love

but there’s only one of me and so many of them.

Let’s go to sleep with clearer heads and hearts too big to fit in our beds.

I know that you move and breath in the same world that i do

- Sylvia Plath-

take me, take me, back to your bed.

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She had one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reassurance in it, that you may come across four or five times in life. It faced, or seemed to face, the whole external world for an instant and then concentrated on you with an irresistible prejudice in your favor. It understood you just as far as you wanted to be understood, believed in you as you would like to be believed.

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LOVERS & FUCKERS:

forget the risk and take the fall, if it’s what you want, then it’s worth it all.

under me you so quite new

When you lose, don’t lose the lesson.

— Romeo + Juliet

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And when I shall die, take him and cut him up in little stars, and he will make the face of heaven so fine that all the world will fall in love with night and pay no worship to the garish sun.

— Romeo + Juliet

And when I shall die, take him and cut him up in little stars, and he will make the face of heaven so fine that all the world will fall in love with night and pay no worship to the garish sun.

— Romeo + Juliet

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you speak an infinite amount of nothing.

onde week of danger – The Virgins

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i am yours to keep

José Gomes Ferreira diz e eu repito:

Porque se calarem todos? Trago algum cadáver agarrado ao rosto? Ou as mãos cheias de sangue? Os dedos curvos agarrados ao meu pescoço? Nasceu-me alguma estrela nos meus cabelos? Trago nos olhos aquele reflexo do segundo que me gelou o coração?