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a primeira coisa q pensei dps q coloquei minha voz no voicemail foi q agr ja posso ir… q depressao vei kkkkkkkkk coisa de filme isso so lembrei da ariana grande ligando centenas de vezes pro mac

Love always hurts.

Medusa and Perseus by Doc Zenith.

Don’t be afraid. I’m going to give you the choice I never had.

INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE 1994 | dir. Neil Jordan

And I’d tell them that you don’t have to be anybody, because I’d know that being somebody doesn’t make you anybody anyway

i think my love language is touch but i never really have touched (a lot) people i love cus i dont know if they will like too

mt fechada pra comentar com pessoas proximas mas soltinha pra falar minha vida toda nos comentários dos videos das meninas do dd11 tudinho

baby im too tired

so sick of myself

i cant control that feeling but u know, right?

maybe were in the same mood

dont pretend, u dont need to

véi to tao feliz que hoje consegui me olhar no espelho sem me sentir horrível depois de MUITOS dias

acho q talvez eu tenha emagrecido

meu peso mexe muito com minh autoestima

queria tanto q a larissa passasse o fds inteiro na casa do Álvaro pelo menos uma vez no mês

ficar sozinha com a casa limpa e arrumada o tempo todo nao tem preço

odeio arrumar as coisas quando não tô sozinha

é óbvio q to chateada

também é óbvio q entendo

entendo mas não deixo de ficar chateada pq não é algo q eu consigo controlar

(td bem pq quando tô lá é igual mas sempre tenho essa sensação de q forço muito a barra pq por mim eu tava lá direto mas atrapalho)

edit: acho massa demais p aliviar essa rotina pq deve estar insuportável, alienação ajuda q só

sou muito egoísta e não me orgulho disso kk

tô me sentindo desse jeito hoje

tô assim desde o começo da semana

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véi tô mt ansiosa

to me sentindo tão deslocada

hoje o dia foi tão massa mas cheguei em casa e fiquei mal demais

morrendo de dor de barriga

será q foto minha vão usar quando eu morrer

tomara q seja uma bonita

daria tudo pra saber oq o pai tá comentando com a tia Isabel sobre ontem

não pode chegar em casa depois das 2 mas pode passar 4 dias fora de casa viajando

tentando entender a lógica

será se ele vai ter coragem de vir me acordar mais tarde

não acredito, bixo

queria mesmo ter ido pra virada p tentar animar a liridy mas real não deu

eu ia chorar demais e ia acabar deixando um clima chato por lá

ia me sentir mais culpada ainda

só quero ficar na minha o resto da semana

é por isso q sou a favor da legalização do abordo

se eu tivesse sido abortada não teria q passar por essas coisas

abortar é um FAVOR

incrível o jeito q meus pais falam pros outros q eu sou um peso morto na minha frente e todo mundo ri sabendo que é verdade

tô muito mal pq fiquei mal com toda a situação e tratei o Luís Augusto mal quando ele veio me trazer comida

me sinto tão fora da caixinha aqui

já sabia q aquilo tudo era só farsa

não tá nada bem

eu não tô bem mas vou ficar

"eu que mando nessa porra"