It’s just me?
Novembro 24, 2009
this world loves you
Novembro 21, 2009
Fuck You!!
Novembro 16, 2009
“We love with a love that is more than love.”
Novembro 9, 2009
I’m not scared of dying i just don’t want to
Outubro 7, 2009
DARK COIN OF THE SOUL
Outubro 5, 2009
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MISTAEKS HAPPEN
Outubro 5, 2009
OK. DON’T FUCK THIS UP «
Outubro 4, 2009
nem tudo o que nos excede transborda.
Agosto 12, 2009
também motivado por isto
you can never fuck too many times
Agosto 1, 2009
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Your Options:
Julho 11, 2009
It’s a order
Julho 10, 2009
“the line between ‘good’ and ‘bad’ girls is always shifting, keeping us unsteady, as it is meant to do. It will not be safe for us to live comfortably in our skins until we say: you can no longer separate us out one from another. We are all bad girls”
– Naomi Wolf from Promiscuities: A Secret History of Female Desire
All go well in hell
Junho 30, 2009
mas em mim não há desordem nenhuma! disse-lhe eu; no
resto é que há.
mas em mim não há desordem nenhuma! disse-lhe eu;
no resto é que há.
Love is as much of an object as an obsession,
Junho 28, 2009
Love is as much of an object as an obsession,
everybody wants it, everybody seeks it, but few ever
achieve it, those who do will cherish it, be lost in
it, and among all, always die in it.
Love is as much of an object as an obsession, everybody wants it, everybody seeks it, but few ever achieve it, those who do will cherish it, be lost in it, and among all, always die in it.
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sometimes I wish that I had not let you undress me
Junho 27, 2009
Even more, I had never meant to love her. One
thing I truly knew – knew it in the pit of my
stomach, in the center of my bones, knew it from
the crown of my head to the soles of my feet,
knew it deep in my empty chest – was how love
give someone the power to break me.
Even more, I had never meant to love her. One thing I truly knew – knew it in the pit of my stomach, in the center of my bones, knew it from the crown of my head to the soles of my feet, knew it deep in my empty chest – was how love give someone the power to break me.
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