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@feelingsaretough
Person: what do you do when you think about killing yourself ?
Me: I smoke or do drugs
Person: why?
Me: because that's an indirect way of suicide for coward people.
Pessoa: o que fazes quando pensas em suicídio ?
Eu: fumo ou uso drogas
Pessoa: porquê?
Eu: porque é um método indireto de suicidio para pessoas cobardes.
Eu: mor, que fazias se não tivesses nem computador, nem televisão, nem telemóvel ?
Namorado: não sei, provavelmente fazia alguma coisa útil
“When we were five, they asked us what we wanted to be when we grew up. Our answers were things like astronaut, president, or in my case… princess. When we were ten, they asked again and we answered – rock star, cowboy, or in my case, gold medalist. But now that we’ve grown up, they want a serious answer. Well, how ’bout this: who the hell knows?! This isn’t the time to make hard and fast decisions, its time to make mistakes. Take the wrong train and get stuck somewhere chill. Fall in love – a lot. Major in philosophy ’cause there’s no way to make a career out of that. Change your mind. Then change it again, because nothing is permanent. So make as many mistakes as you can. That way, someday, when they ask again what we want to be… we won’t have to guess. We’ll know.”
Jessica Stanley
1976, Bahamas, for Glamour USA, illustration for exercise © Frank Horvat
Aquele olhar que sua mãe te dá quando você faz ela passar vergonha em público:
“Você vai morrer… não aqui, não agora… mas vai…”
James: The Portkey has been destroyed.
Remus: Death Eaters?
James: No.
Remus: Sirius?
James: Sirius.
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O que é coração partido perto de abrir a geladeira e não ter nada de bom para comer? Isso sim que é dor de verdade.