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~ text me back: a love story ~

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a brutalidade desse sentimento chamado: saudade.

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15 de janeiro de 2016 - 3h06

- o seu dia de hoje foi bom? - esse foi o meu último dia aqui. estou indo embora e não sei direito como responder essa pergunta.

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how could i be so wrong about something i was so sure of?

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- faz sete meses. esse tipo de coisa não deveria me deixar assim. - o único motivo de você ainda se sentir assim é porque em salão vazio qualquer tropeço faz eco. você tem de começar a encher esse salão de novo.

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london bridge

i keep looking for you. hoping to find you. to find us.

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on melancholy hill

in two days you will be older and i have been thinking a lot about you in the past days. i miss you and i hate myself for it.

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Holden’s New York

so i went to new york later this summer and decided to discover the city following the steps of holden caulfield in my favourite book of all time, the catcher in the rye.

i read this book for the first time as a teenager and ever since have as a yearly ritual to read it every january. it is always the first book i read every year and every single time i do it, i end up taking something different out of it.

it is also the only book i always recommend to friends, trying to ~spread the word~ while acting as a preacher of salinger’s church.

enjoy :)

“if you really want to hear about it, the first thing you'll probably want to know is where i was born, and what my lousy childhood was like, and how my parents were occupied and all before they had me, and all that david copperfield kind of crap, but i don't feel like going into it, if you want to know the truth.”

"'hey, listen,' i said. 'you know those ducks in that lagoon right near central park south? that little lake? by any chance, do you happen to know where they go, the ducks, when it gets all frozen over? do you happen to know, by any chance?' i realized it was only one chance in a million"

"the best thing, though, in that museum was that everything always stayed right where it was. nobody'd move. you could go there a hundred thousand times, and that eskimo would still be just finished catching those two fish, the birds would still be on their way south, the deers would still be drinking out of that water hole, with their pretty antlers and their pretty, skinny legs, and that squaw with the naked bosom would still be weaving that same blanket. nobody'd be different. the only thing that would be different would be you"

"dear phoebe, i can't wait around till wednesday any more so i will probably hitch hike out west this afternoon. meet me at the museum of art near the door at quarter past 12 if you can and i will give you your christmas dough back. i didn't spend much. love, holden" 

"where're the mummies, fella?" the kid said again. "ya know?"

"'did you mean it what you said? you really aren't going anywhere? are you really going home afterwards?' she asked me. 'yeah,' i said. i meant it, too. i wasn't lying to her. i really did go home afterwards. 'hurry up, now,' i said. 'the thing's starting.' she ran and bought her ticket and got back on the goddam carrousel just in time. then she walked all the way around it till she got her own horse back. then she got on it. she waved to me and i waved back"

"don't ever tell anybody anything. if you do, you start missing everybody"

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ontem, antes de dormir depois de um dia muito feliz, ao fechar os olhos senti umas lagriminhas escorrendo e lembrei de você. até quando, hein?

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quatro meses

há exatos quatro meses, você me desejava boa sorte antes de sair para sempre da minha vida.

meu único arrependimento é não ter te colocado pra correr muito tempo antes.

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~ no matter how far apart we are, the air links us ~

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a frustração de tentar te explicar como eu estou me sentindo e você mandar eu rezar um pai nosso pra aliviar a minha angústia.

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eu ainda penso em você. a diferença é que agora eu não sinto mais nada.

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5 june 2015

i hate that you are still the first thing i think of when i wake up.

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sobre a sorte de receber emails assim

você pode até se sentir assim agora, mas para um dia e avalia sua vida. depois olha uma pessoa comum que conhecemos, que sempre esteve em SP, viaja para fora do brasil uma vez por ano e ainda tem um trabalho de 10 horas por dia. quando você faz esta comparação, sua vida é realmente tão ruim assim?

tem uma frase de doctor who (sou nerd, me deixa) que fala: "we are all stories in the end". olha a sua história. você tá aí vivendo uma aventura sem fim. em alguns anos, esse moço burro que foi babaca com você vai virar só uma história pra você contar na mesa do veloso comendo uma coxinha. mas você vai ter histórias pra contar. você vai ser uma pessoa interessante porque viveu isso.

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grace: why aren’t you angry? he ruined your life. humiliated you. he lied about everything. he abandoned you. aren’t you even angry about that?

frankie: no.

grace: why not?

frankie: because i am heartbroken.

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~ i fell in love with someone who i would have died for and that’s like a real drug, isn’t it? ~