Words can break someone into a million pieces, but they can also put them back together. I hope you use yours for good, because the only words you’ll regret more than the ones left unsaid are the ones you use to intentionally hurt someone. 

What you say might be too much for some people. Maybe it will come out all wrong and you’ll stutter and you’ll walk away embarrassed, wincing as you play it all back in your head. But I think the words you stop yourself from saying are the ones that will haunt you the longest. 

So say it to them. Or say it to yourself in the mirror. Say it in a letter you’ll never send or in a book millions might read someday. I think you deserve to look back on your life without a chorus of resounding voices saying ‘I could’ve, but it’s too late now.’ 

There is a time for silence. There is a time waiting your turn. But if you know how you feel, and you so clearly know what you need to say, you’ll know it. 

I don’t think you should wait. I think you should speak now 

Comigo não existe isso de “pisa que gruda, gruda que pisa”, comigo é “gruda que eu grudo, pisa que eu esmago”. 👌😉💋

Não faço questão de luxo. Me basta uma casinha branca de varanda, um quintal e uma janela, só pra ver o sol nascer. Em Paris.


I'm stunned to find a place we belong. x

Hold on, make it last, hold on, never turn back

"Papai do céu, por favor, proteja minha mamãe."
— Pois ela é minha vida. (via acerejais)