Welcome to the sweetest world.

Meu coração é o mendigo mais faminto da rua mais miserável.

-Você não tem a malícia da cidade grande, tenho medo que se machuque.

-Até quando você vai me tratar igual criança?

-Você vai sempre ser o meu bebe que eu tenho que cuidar.

-Tá parecendo minha mãe falando.

-Ah é pincesa?!

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Tenho desses dias estressantes, que me deixam impaciente, e fico enfiando na minha cabeça que tá tudo bem…

Mas aí, do nada…tudo estoura…mas eu tenho alguém por mim, que atento me ouve, me olha, se importa, me cuida, me entende, me ama e me pede pra sorrir!

She’s got a knack for hurting me,
Is it the words she says.
The only thing that keeps me here,
Are her eyes in the morning.
I’ve packed my things a thousand times, ooh.
And I’ve faked believe all her lies, for the last time.
The other day I drew myself a map,
So I could figure out your head.
The canvass dripped with my sweat, blood and tears.
And she hated every thread.
Take it or leave it ♫
Cause I’m really leaving.
I’ve made up my mind this time
There’s no coming back for you
And I always feel incomplete.
She smothered herself with her own beauty.
And she was born and raised as daddy’s princes.
But her gesture is no match for an heiress ♪
Yea her gesture is no match for an heiress.
Cause I try to love you, try to hold on to,
The feeling that makes me fall for you.
That makes me fall for you.
She’s me!

“Everyone has a world they create around themselves. If I have a lot of nervous energy, when I just start dancing it all goes away.
People think you go through something in your life and you need to go to therapy.
For me, art is therapy because it’s like you’re expressing yourself in such a spiritual way.” 

B. Spears

Eu conheço as regras desse jogo até de trás pra frente…

então pense bem antes de tentar competir comigo

crashingxempire:

mmm. enrique ;D

(Source: iwanna-livemylife)

Hold me like your money
Tell me that you want me
Spend your love on me


I can be selfish
You’re so impatient
Sometimes I feel like Marilyn Monroe
I’m insecure, yeah, I make mistakes
Sometimes I feel like I’m at the end of the road
Take me or leave me
I’ll never be perfect
Believe me I’m worth it
So take me or leave me
Call me cursed
Or just call me blessed
If you can’t handle my worst
You ain’t getting my best
Is this how Marilyn Monroe felt, felt, felt?
DIVA!

DIVA!

(via foreverbritney)

I won’t give up on us
Even if the skies get rough
I’m giving you all my love
I’m still looking up ♥