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Sempre tem alguma coisa errada, às vezes o que sobra, é o que nos falta.

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Foi quando o “eu te amo” deixou de ser surpresa, e virou o nosso bom dia. Não parecia amor, parecia falta do que dizer.

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Você sorria diferente, e era isso que me encantava.

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I showed up in L.A. with $500 and a backpack and I stayed at a shelter, so nobody handed me anything. I worked for every single thing that I have. - Jared Leto

Did they get you trade your heroes for ghosts?

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And on this Saturday afternoon, all I needed was you. Just like old times, playing videogames, watching old movies, having the most random snacks, and so many other clichês that defined our weekends together. We grew up too fast, the honeymoon phase ended and the responsabilities started pouring in. The days have grown more and more bittersweet, trying to get a smile out of every little thing I can, because, if I don’t, I’ll just forget how to live. Because a life without you, is a life that has no purpose in living.
In the end, my biggest regret is not having enjoyed every second of it, all of it, every touch and every moment you looked at me and I would see in your eyes that you loved me. Nowadays, you don’t even dare to see my face, I look into your eyes and I feel history repeating itself, I feel you letting go of my hands and abandoning me.
I’m sorry I wasn’t good enough.
So many good memories fill my head that I can’t even remember the arguments, the jealousy, the distance that grew so much between us.
I hope you’re happy. I hope you have found what you longed for.
I miss you.

~ Gabriela Fatobene

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mine :p

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