It hurts to let go. Sometimes it seems the harder you try to hold on to something or someone the more it wants to get away. You feel like some kind of criminal for having felt, for having wanted. For having wanted to be wanted. It confuses you, because you think that your feelings were wrong and it makes you feel so small because it’s so hard to keep it inside when you let it out and it doesn’t coma back. You’re left so alone that you can’t explain. Damn, there’s nothing like that, is there? I’ve been there and you have too. You’re nodding your head.


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Im not fascinated by people who smile all the time. what i find interesting is the way people look when they are lost in thought, when their face becomes angry or serious, when they bite their lip, the way they glance, the way they look down when they walk, when they are alone and smoking a cigarette, when they smirk, the way they half smile, the way they try and hold back tears, the way when their face says they want to say something but cant, the way they look at someone they want or love… i love the way people look when they do these things. its.. beautiful.


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Te amo, te amo, te amo, te amo!
Sinto sua falta todos os dias.


"Eu cuido de você. de longe, mas cuido."

I like people with depth, i like people with emotion, i like people with a strong mind, an interesting mind, a twisted mind, and also someone that can make me smile. i miss you.