Haja poesia para conter tanto amor e loucura.
você tem feito o seu melhor, se perdoe.
i can no longer read you, but you are still my favorite poem
não se desculpe por ter sido você mesmo. não se desculpe por ter exagerado. não se desculpe por ter demonstrado demais. não se desculpe por motivos que não há necessidade. se uma pessoa não te olhou da forma como você merece, coloca nessa sua cabeça de vento que você não errou. só não era o momento certo. ou a pessoa certa.
Urgent Urgent Appeal Please send a very urgent donation quickly to save the family and the young children🙏🍉Hello! Thank you for bearing with me,😭🇵🇸 🍉I am Mohammed, a Palestinian from North Gaza, my life is miserable and horrific, my left hand was injured and I need a bone transplant, my house was completely destroyed, and the family consists of 13 people, most of them are young children, Amir and Malak, infants. My family has nothing left but hope that you can support and help us with. After ten months of war, we are exhausted, desperate and displaced. We have lost our homes and livelihoods and gone with the wind. Things are driving us crazy. The minimum standard of living is unattainable. Clean water and food have become a dream that we must achieve. What makes our lives worse is the continuous bombing and killing. That is why I am asking in this post for your help to survive these unbearable conditions, and to move from hell to safety and peace. Your support can help us be safe and alive, so my friends, you can support us either by donating directly what you can or by sharing my campaign links so that generous people can know about our tragedy and pain. Remember that your small contribution can make a big difference in the lives of many children whose health deteriorates day by day. Let their lives change and let them feel happy through your generous contribution.My campaign was documented by @90-ghost 🙏🍉
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find me where the wild things are
need him like fire needs oxygen (he’s fictional)
You’re right, Percy Jackson would never treat me like that.
“Sou escravo das minhas emoções.”
— Lucas Martins.
aspirante á escritora que sonha em ter seu próprio jardim secreto um dia
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