Anonymous asked: what's wrong, dear?
My cat is missing. Most people think this is not a big deal but it is to me…
I feel destroyed on the inside but I don’t/can’t show it. It’s killing me
Cheguei hoje, de repente, a uma sensação absurda e justa.
Reparei, num relâmpago íntimo, que não sou ninguém.
Ninguém, absolutamente ninguém.
Livro do desassossego, Bernardo Soares (via empessoa)
What I have noticed
Is that people
Would rather die
Than be alone
Which says a lot
About how painful
Loneliness can be
c.k. (via abnormitea)
I can love only what I can place so high above me that I cannot reach it.
Franz Kafka, from a letter to Max Brod (via loveage-moondream)