(Source: 420-nymph, via pcsiqueira)
Vamos fundo no assunto.
(Via Claudia)
and still be ok with it. your smile would protect me from all the harm.
I’d always thought that my awkwardness was a thin veil disguising the real me. The me that was funny and could write songs that touched people. The me that would one day find some beautiful, intelligent boy who’d recognize me as his soul mate. The me who was secretly pretty and stylish if only someone would lift the veil and see. But I was beginning to suspect that underneath the awkwardness there was just more awkwardness and not much else. And that would explain why I stood in a room full of people and felt like the loneliest girl in the world — Sarra Manning (via seaofwisdom)
(via flyingmind)
would you erase me?
(via existential-outrage)
(Source: , via lonelilyx)
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I told my mom that I had depression and it was the worst decision I’ve ever made. I can’t wait to be the mother that mine never was.
— PostSecret
(via coisasqueachei)
(via pcsiqueira, takahirokato-old)
“Pain is temporary. It may last a minute, or an hour, or a day, or a year, but eventually it will subside and something else will take its place. If I quit, however, it lasts forever.”
Lance Armstrong
(via engineeringdreams)