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[peitoembrasa]

A CERCA

Deus criou o homem e o homem criou os muros Cercou a casa e as varandas pelos quatro cantos do mundo. Cercou o tempo, o passado o presente e o futuro. Cercou o espaço, os sonhos a mente e os pássaros. Cercou a árvore que nos dá o fruto, a sombra e a penumbra. Cercou as matas arou a terra plantou o trigo e cercou o pão. Foi preciso cercar outro homem.

Sérgio Vaz

[peitoembrasa]

o yuri sorri como ele. e eu tenho olhado as fotos do yuri e achado q aquilo é uma traição dele a mim. foi essa contestação a que cheguei. me perdoe y e m

:c

[themusicsavedhim]

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You are my sweetest downfall I loved you first, I loved you first Beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth I have to go, I have to go

[the-lambs-were-screaming]

[ fuckingis ]

"Excuse me, Sir? May i ask you a few questions?"

[fuckingis]

Soul For Sale || fuckingis

"I don’t want to fucking find you."

Another lie, as ridiculous as hers. 

Nigel watched Gabi go, the cheap door of his apartment rattling in its frame. Fuck her. Fuck her cockblocking fiancée who was making her sell her soul. But mostly fuck her.  

Even after the kitchen fire his apartment felt cold.

*

He learned pretty quickly that Gabi visited the same coffee shop every Tuesday, and after that she went back home. A few stakeout sessions later, Nigel had pieced together Charlie’s routine: early mornings, late nights, and a whole lot of time in between where Gabi was alone. A month had passed since they’d seen each other. 

Nigel crept into the building behind another tenant and gave the mailboxes a quick peruse. Gabi’s handwriting was on 2D. 

He took the stairs two at a time. 

Outside 2D, Nigel wavered. He hadn’t come empty-handed. Well, his hands were literally empty, but he’d brought her a gift all the same. 

He knocked loudly three times. 

[themusicsavedhim]

Gabi had tried to forget about her run in with Nigel. Tried to forget the press of his lips against hers. The feel of his body pressed against hers. The taste of smoke and vodka and Nigel. 

But he was engrained into her soul. His name carved across her heart. And there was nothing she could do to stop it.

When she’d arrived home that night, Charlie had been so worried. Asking her where she’d been and why she was so late home. Gabi had distracted him with kisses and her body. Had gently pressed him into their bed and made love to him until he stopped asking questions.

She cried herself to sleep.

A month had passed and still she could not forget, but Gabi had come to terms with the fact that it would be unlikely she would ever see Nigel again. And that was probably for the best. The sound of the door had her frowning, there was no one else in the city other than Charlie she knew. Unless he’d forgotten his keys again. With a huff she wandered over to the door and tugged it open.

"Charlie you really need to…. Nigel…"

[themusicsavedhim]

Hello darling.

"What are you doing here, Nigel?"