another sinner

brazil. 22. pisces.

[relatablepoetryandquotes]

via @defineyourgrind

[quotemadness]

When we love, we have no need to understand what is happening, because everything is happening inside us.

Paulo Coelho (via quotemadness)

[queenfrom80s]

[shawnandzoestories-deactivated2]

Meditating or napping?

[cielo-e-voragine]

@cielo-e-voragine

[reedusmcbridedaily]

Norman Reedus and Mingus 2004 [½]

[neganmorgan]

God he looks so good 😍

[may85]

Yesss please!

[brooklynbabyz]

[orotundmutt]

Jeffrey Dean Morgan photographed by Eric Ray Davidson for Interview Magazine

[h-ell]

[zweifelhaft-herzlos]

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[s1nne-r]

chris evans ladies and gentleman

[sleevesofgrass]

we were the children of fathers who never learned how to love. of mothers that only spoke in shouting. we found ourselves somehow older than the people who were supposed to take care of us; found that we were mature beyond our years. we knew to just let arguments go because they would only lead to trouble, we accepted responsibility, we supplied the nurture that was missing. we would give anything to fill up the absence. we turned ourselves into perfect kids. we learned to give more than we took, to hide our problems under too many layers. how to box up our issues until they were nothing more than nightmares, how to take care of others so that at least someone would love us, even if we weren’t all there. later, when we were grown up, we found ourselves roller coasters, unable to speak about our problems unless we were shooting towards the ground, huge outbursts of pressure that made us feel worse rather than better. we couldn’t trust others to love us. a generation of children that know better but can’t stop. don’t mean to be jealous but are honestly just waiting for the other shoe to drop. who heard “i love you” from the same people who did not. who grew up knowing not to feel secure in happiness, not to want. who love different, who love insecure, but who love with everything they got.

inkskinned (via thesocietyofpoets)

[s1nne-r]

i've been editing some sebstan pictures, holy shit

[steviebucks]

[poeticsania-deactivated20220228]

I never wanted you to go.“ She looks into his eyes and spits out the truth she’s hidden in the vault beneath her .” “But I knew you wanted to go and I never wanted to be an anchor to drown you down. I wanted you to be happy.

I want you to be happy even if doesn’t include me// S.M (via seandwind)

[s1nne-r]

Pai, hoje é teu dia. E a Lua tava tão linda ontem só pra saudar a chegada do dia 23, eu sei. Pai, obrigada por cuidar de mim, por me ajudar a vencer nas batalhas da vida, por quebrar as demandas que chegam, por tomar frente quando a sensibilidade de minha mãe Iemanjá não é o suficiente. Eu te agradeço por estar com essa filha que, mesmo às vezes sendo impulsiva demais, pede por justiça. Justiça pai! Olha por mim, intercede por mim, faça justiça. Permita que a gente possa recomeçar, que seja diferente, que essa batalha seja vencida de forma pacífica. Não acabou, pai e, por isso, peço que me ajude mais uma vez. Parabéns, São Jorge, salve seu dia! Que as comemorações não parem, que a Lua brilhe, que a vida seja renovada. Que seus filhos sintam a vibração da tua espada e tenham, cada dia mais, forças pra lutar. Salve Ogum! Que seu manto azul dance e sua espada reluza na luz da Lua. Que nenhuma demanda vença hoje. Salve os filhos de Umbanda, Ogum. Nunca se esqueça de nós. "Eu andarei vestido e armado com as armas de São Jorge..."

[porra-thais]

Eu quero que ela seja feliz, custe o que custar. Eu quero que ela encontre alguém, que a trate com todo amor que ela merecia de mim, eu quero que ela encontre um homem, que sempre vai vê-la como eu a vejo agora . (fecho os olhos)

O Todo poderoso (via r-ainha-do-drama)