October 2011
14 posts
just because your eyes are closed doesn’t make it nonexistent
everyone my age in this favela seems to have a boyfriend or girlfriend. i stand alone if not, awkward
we fear what we do not understand and take for granted what we know
i just can’t keep hanging on
pull the trigger
when we learn of the death of someone we know, often we think about the fact that we will eventually experience the deaths of others too, as well as our own. i think that’s one reason people often find death so difficult. it is final. and certain to come
no one should ever cover frank ocean’s ‘thinking about you’ unless it’s seu jorge and translated to portuguese
love is real