ugh

Blu, você venceu, eu nunca,nunca,nunca vou conseguir terminar essa fic
eu te odeio pra sempre

mary vai morar aqui em casa por um mês e assistiremos esse filme todos os dias:


porque é isso que pessoas sem vida fazem

birds can fly so high, and they can shit on your head
yeah they can almost fly into your eye and make you feel so scared
but when you look at them
and you see that they are beautiful... that's how I feel about you

heh

paaaaaaaaaaaalalalapolly

"When people you don't even know hate you, that's when you know you're the best."

gaysanatomy

The dream is this - that we`ll finally be happy when we reach our goals -find the guy, finish our internship, that`s the dream. Then we get there. And if we`re human, we immediately start dreaming of something else. Because, if this is the dream, then we`d like to wake up. Now, please!

Maybe we accept the dream has become a nightmare. We tell ourselves that reality is better. We convince ourselves it's better that we never dream at all. But, the strongest of us, the most determined of us, holds on to the dream or we find ourselves faced with a fresh dream we never considered. We wake to find ourselves, against all odds, feeling hopeful. And, if we're lucky, we realize in the face of everything, in the face of life the true dream is being able to dream at all.

interrupted

capsulas verde e branca me recuso, tô me sentindo a vovó piedade em busca de conhaque só que com meus remédios amarelinhos tão bonitinhos