"I am complicated.
half of my poems
are warning people not to get close to me
and the other half
are begging them to come near.
I am not simple.
I am not the kind of person you fall in love with.
Please, love me."
They have taken the bridge, and the Second Hall. We have barred the gates, but cannot hold them for long. The ground shakes. Drums. Drums… In the deep. We cannot get out. A shadow moves in the dark. We cannot get out…
They are coming!
I think about you everyday………………………. SIKE! I THINK ABOUT MYSELF 24/7 I LOVE MYSELF
"Lutei pelo justo, pelo bom e pelo melhor do mundo."
instead of proclaiming that every girl in the world is sexy no matter what why don’t we start talking about how it doesn’t matter whether or not you’re sexy because sex appeal is irrelevant and is used as a tool for male dominance
Never in my wildest dreams could I’ve dreamt up this scene.