Castelo Branco

Camila. 19.


"Who Honors those we love for the very life we live? Who sends monsters to kill us…and at the same time sings that we’ll never die? Who teaches us what’s real…and how to laugh at lies? Who decides why we live and what we’ll die to defend? Who chains us…and who holds the key that can set us free? It’s you. You have all the weapons you need. Now fight!"
This was what Sweet Pea said in the end of Sucker Punch, Watch it if you haven’t.
Freedom is the wall behind a trapped state of mind that we must fight to rewind to when we had the inspiration to exit. Comfort zone in constant monotone of what sounds like similarity. The stranger the sound, the weaker the ground will touch the bottom of my feet. It’s not too much, if you sweat you fleet. Why is pressure the only way to speed? Only a touch of death to remind you what’s left. If there is anything left, it’s what’s stoping this cup from being half full.Β 
— 3 months ago
Need some saving?

Need some saving?

— 10 months ago
Happy Birthday Rosa β€οΈπŸŽ‚πŸ‘πŸŽ‰

Happy Birthday Rosa β€οΈπŸŽ‚πŸ‘πŸŽ‰

— 11 months ago
Thursday nights- let the weekend begin!!

Thursday nights- let the weekend begin!!

— 11 months ago
Stop acting like you’re an island. You can do everything on your own, but why would you chose to? When our differences dry out we realize we all come from the same exact place and our purposes align. #loveothers #compassion #respect #commonground #wearethesame

Stop acting like you’re an island. You can do everything on your own, but why would you chose to? When our differences dry out we realize we all come from the same exact place and our purposes align. #loveothers #compassion #respect #commonground #wearethesame

— 1 year ago
#compassion  #respect  #commonground  #loveothers  #wearethesame 
Não tenho medo da morte nem de perigos que podem me pegar, tenho medo de envelhecer, de esquecer como amar. De sentir que perdi oportunidades por deixar o tempo passar. Tenho medo de enjoar de aventuras e nao ter mais o que descobrir sobri mim mesma. Quando tudo ja for vivido, e for o fim da estrada- o tempo vai dizer se ele foi bem aproveitado. Sou feliz agora.

NΓ£o tenho medo da morte nem de perigos que podem me pegar, tenho medo de envelhecer, de esquecer como amar. De sentir que perdi oportunidades por deixar o tempo passar. Tenho medo de enjoar de aventuras e nao ter mais o que descobrir sobri mim mesma. Quando tudo ja for vivido, e for o fim da estrada- o tempo vai dizer se ele foi bem aproveitado. Sou feliz agora.

— 1 year ago with 2 notes
Nao grite achando que vai ser ouvido, fale com ações.

Nao grite achando que vai ser ouvido, fale com açáes.

— 1 year ago