#z.s.

[zeesena-blog]

Minutos

Nessas horas

Horas, não! Minutos!

Onde o silêncio fala mais que tudo.

Grita alto, escancara nosso mundo.

Onde a visão não importa muito

Enquanto os outros sentidos me parecem nulos

Me sinto como tsunami revolto

Podendo respirar, transparecer quem sou

Aparecer, sumir, cair, chorar, resistir

Desistir? Não é necessário.

Há vida além do imaginário

Nessas horas, mais do que nunca.

Minutos, perdão!

Que desperdício seria perder os outros todos em vão!

A vida é preciosa, se levanta e vai!

Mas cuidado, se correr demais, você cai!

[zeesena-blog]

A cama numa manhã chuvosa

A calma inquietude num edredom

A alma atenta ao que realmente importa

Dois ardendo em brasa, unidos em cinza

[hidingbehindahat]

I’d cover my bed in a million pillows if they’d help me sleep like I did when you were still here with me. 

[httphomo]

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[hidingbehindahat]

Wearing black is a defense mechanism. Dressed grimly, even the most carelessly-feigned sunny disposition seems to hold up, while still allowing some breathing room. After all, nobody has a good day every day right? That's why we all flock to it. Against a black backdrop even the faintest color is bright enough to warrant some interest; and we're all starved for attention.

-imaginary interview

[hidingbehindahat]

Cursed be the life of a lover of humankind.

[hidingbehindahat]

We often say "things aren't so black and white," as a means to defend the complex nature of life. My only question is when is the last time you saw something in black and white that really seemed all that simple?

[debilouwho]

Before you, I’d only dated self-indulgent takers, who took all of their problems out on me. But you carry my groceries and now I’m always laughing. You took the time to memorize me, my fears, my hopes, and dreams.I just like hanging out with you all the time. All those times that you didn’t leave it’s been occurring to me I’d like to hang out with you for my whole life.