A escuridão nem sempre equivale ao mal, assim como nem sempre a luz traz o bem.
i love the way that your heart breaks
with every injustice and deadly fate
praying it all will be new
and living like it all depends on you
He kept looking at her with the same still, intent gaze. She wondered if she should ask him if he thought that meant he would have loved her, too. Like a sister. But she had a feeling he had no idea what that meant.
She is so beautiful. You don’t get tired of looking at her. You never worry if she is smarter than you : you know she is. She is funny without ever being mean. I love her. I am so lucky to love her.