Lava minh’alma com as flores do teu jardim. Purifica-me com teu amor. Faz de mim teu instrumento para seu louvor.
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Lava minh’alma com as flores do teu jardim. Purifica-me com teu amor. Faz de mim teu instrumento para seu louvor.
Brisa de flor. (via inundou-me)
copenhagen, 2014
dir. mark raso
copenhagen, 2014
dir. mark raso
“how the fuck can you be 14”
“..She brought me to the end of the beach, and then she pointed to the right where the Baltic Sea is. So the current travels west, and she pointed to the left. Also a very beautiful blue sea, but the current travels east. And then she pointed to the middle,and she said that… that is the perfect relationship. You can look to the left, and you can look to the right,and both seas are there, and they can meet in the middle,but they never lose themselves in each other. They’re always themselves no matter what.”
a Better Happier St. Sebastian
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Eu queria tanto me deitar ao lado dela, envolvê-la em meus braços e adormecer. Não queria transar, como nos filmes. Nem mesmo fazer amor. Só queria dormir com ela, no sentido mais inocente da palavra.
Quem é você, Alasca? (via cartas-rasgadas)
Existe algum lugar no mundo capaz de me servir um chá de felicidade e alguns petiscos de amor? Mesa para dois, por favor, eu e a decepção somos muito grudadas. Dia desses ela me mostrou estatisticamente que a maior parte do mundo não é feliz porque não recebe amor. Que decepção. Garçom, grita pra eles que a felicidade vem de dentro.
October, 1808. (via cartas-rasgadas)