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overcoming brainrot is like being sisyphus. you roll the stone up the mountain, the brainrot goes away. as soon as it's up there, the rock comes rolling right back to where you started and suddenly the brainrot is even bigger
I love you that much , that i wanna break down all my figure and lay my head over your knees and cry out all this river that hits me with sadness waves.
And all suddenly it will be fine cause ull be there to light up and warm the cold that waves left behind.
L.D to A.B FOREVER AND MORE
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Today I don't feel like getting out of bed.. I've been having a really hard time functioning lately..
im tired of my words being ignored everytime i talk.
aquele vazio, aquele sentimento de insuficiência inexplicável quando você faz de tudo para se manter em um circulo de amizade e finalmente percebe que se há esforço nn há reciprocidade...
just someone without real friend´s.
I was never really a hugger before. I was never really in favour of touch. All the touches I experienced in childhood were those with a certain snake-like intent accompanied with honey promises for superficial gratification. I became a toy for hungry eyes and even hungrier hands. ‘Beaufitul’ was a word thrown around so carelessly that it started to sound more of a curse to me. Its blackness and effects ignored because it became the only bridge I could cross in order to feel any connection in this world. I never thought I deserved better. I never thought there was better… until suddenly, I met the kind of hands you read about in books. The ones that correspond to a genuine smile and gentle eyes; a wonder and hesitation conveyed with the desire to learn more about how I would want to be touched without asking anything in return. For the first time ever, I was approached with the kind of respect I deserved all along. And suddenly, I was allowed to be soft instead of strong.
Astonished, i.c.f.