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erbinha · 4 days

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e toda vez que brigávamos ele dizia: "mas que merda, eu não consigo te entender" e eu nem retrucava porque no fundo, nem eu mesmo me entendia.

céu de júpiter em: tudo que eu poderia te dizer, mas você jamais entenderia

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erbinha · 4 days

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Breakfast of a Champion

It's the way that I love you because I'm incapable of loving myself. It's the way that I'm dependent on you because I grew up not being able to depend on anyone. It's the way that I'll accept any harm that you'll cause me because I belive I don't deserve better. It's the way that I'll always love the warm of your skin because I've been feeling blue for last six years.

"He hit me and it felt like a kiss." No. You kiss me and it feels like a fucking knife goes through my heart everytime, and I don't think I have any heart left for you to stab.

Haven't been able to properly sleep - those nightmares been keeping me awake. Haven't been able to properly eat - those stomach problems been keeping me starving. Haven't been able to properly breathe - those anxiety attacks insist in making me company.

I'm tired. Just, tired. Six years. Need six years of sleep. Minimum. Or maybe I just need a coffee and a cigarette. Yeah, maybe that's it. Coffee and cigarette - the breakfast of a champion.

Eva Mourão