Self Portrait. 25.3.17

Janaina Medeiros
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Self Portrait. 25.3.17
Geometric Poetry.
Untitled Poem
Depth hit the Sun
And I saw Dark.
Fake Depth drank
The Real Sun
And the Fake Sun
bled Real Depth.
I experienced
A happy death.
hipster blog
This is such a lovely waste of time.
I will choose what I believe.
Vance Joy
And I lay awake in the highest hour, tired, with a fluctuating heart.
Love so deep it punctures your soul
No,“ I whispered softly, "I don’t believe in destiny. I don’t believe that fate brought us together and I don’t believe in soulmates. But I believe in love. I believe in my heart beating so fast it jumps out of my chest. I believe in eyes that were meant to hypnotize. I believe in hands that perfectly fit mine. I believe in people who mend the scars on broken hearts.
day 128, excerpt from a book i’ll never write (via nothingwithoutwords)
9 Heads // Fashion
I come from the sky and the stars speak amongst themselves only of you. — Francis Cabrel, French singer