Me Deixa que hoje eu To de Bobeira

Minhas cartas são meu bem mais secreto. São cinco, no total… Kenny, do acampamento, Peter, da sétima série, Lucas, do baile escolar, John Ambrose, da ONU mirim, e Josh. Escrevo quando estou tão apaixonada que não sei o que fazer.

– Acho engraçado, você diz que tem medo de compromisso e relacionamentos, mas não parece ter medo de estar comigo.
– Não preciso ter medo.
– É mesmo? Por quê?
– Porque estamos fingindo.

Garotos vêm e vão, mas uma melhor amiga é uma coisa única.

Tem presente que sai caro depois.

Não te amo porque você é bonita, fofa,10/10, engraçada, simpática, sincera, etc... e sim porque Jesus falou "Ame o próximo como a si mesmo" :)

O treinador é um pai. O treinador é um mentor. E ele tem um grande poder na vida do atleta.

(John du Pont)

Aos 22 anos decidiu encontrar um marido. E encontrou, mas o marido não era dela.

A vida proporciona muitos desencontros, mas é Deus o autor do grande e perfeito encontro.

Descobriu assim a relatividade das distâncias. Porque ele tão perto, esteve sempre tão longe.

Sobremesa de churrasco é farinha

Diferenças são oportunidades de exercitar o respeito ao outro.E é preciso aprender a amar apesar delas.

Já agradeceu a Deus pelo seu dia, por sua casa, por sua família, por sua saúde? Um coração grato alegra ao Senhor!

Sereia que encanta quando canta, que dá arrepios só de ouvir tua voz, que quando chega perto tudo para pra seu sorriso continuar a encantar.

⁠⁠⁠Ultimamente estou ligando o Fo...(pera aí, espirrei, hoje não é palavrão)
..."Foi bom, mas chega!"
Está me fazendo bem, eu super indico.

Edward: It’s too easy to be myself with you.

I'm writing to you on a great day for America. "This morning, I gathered with members of Congress, my administration, and hardworking volunteers from every part of country to sign comprehensive health care reform into law. Thanks to the immeasurable efforts of so many, the dream of reform is now realty."
History, and I, are in your debt.
President Barack Obama, March 23, 2010.

Tô esperando o dia que isso vai passar. (...) Esperando alguém que ocupe, distraia, desacorrente, solte, substitua, torne nada demais.

— Meu ex vai casar, tô péssima.
— Mas você tinha esperanças?
— De que ele fosse infeliz pra sempre? Claro!

I do not know reason to love you more than love you.
What do you want to tell you more than love,
If you want to tell you is that love?
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When you talk, it hurts me that respondas
To which I say and not to my love.
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Ah! do not ask anything, before I speak
Insomuch that, if I was deaf,
You hear all the heart.

If I see you do not know who I am: I love.
If I fault [...]
... But you do, love, for me faltares
Even though me, because questions -
When should you love. If you do not love,
It shows you indifferent or do not want,
But thou art like nobody was
For search for love is not love,
And, if I search, it is as if I were only
Someone to tell you who you love.
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When I saw you I loved you long before:
Again I find you when I met you.
Born to you before the world.
There is no thing happy or happy hour
I have had in life by
That was not because I foresaw,
Because You Were Sleeping her future.
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And I knew him only later, when I saw you,
And I had the best sense to me,
And my background was as a 'strada
Illuminated from the front when
The car turns the corner with lanterns
The way and now the night is all human.
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When I was little, I feel
I loved you as far, but far ...
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Love, says any thing that I feel!
- I understand you do not feel well,
Oh my heart outside!
Fate, daughter of destiny
And the laws that are in the bottom of this world!
What art thou to me that I understand the point
From the feel ...?

You're too important for anyone
You play the role of all you want to be
But I, I know who you really are
You're the one who cries before the dawn

But where will you go
With no one left to save you from yourself
You can't escape, you can't escape

You think I can't see right through your eyes
Scared to death to face reality
No one seems to hear your hidden cries
You're left to face yourself alone
But where will you go
With no one left to save you from yourself
You can't escape the truth
I realize you're afraid
But you can't abandon everyone
You can't escape, you don't want to escape

I am so sick of speaking words that no one understands
Is it clear enough that you can live your whole life all alone
I can hear you in a whisper, but you can't even hear me screaming

Where will you go
With no one left to save you from yourself
You can't escape the truth
I realize you're afraid
But you can't reject the whole world
You can't escape, you won't escape
You can't escape, you don't want to escape