Banalizar o amor?

Isso não existe. A gente nasce pra amar todo dia, desde o tio da padaria até o cão da dona Dulce. Por eles eu morro, eu mato, eu sou capaz até de nunca mais ouvir Cazuza. As vezes nem sei quem são, as vezes nem eles sabem. Mas o amor é assim mesmo, coisa pra oferecer a estranhos, pra desperdiçar por aí. Guardar pra que? Sentimento nasce em árvore.

did-you-kno:

An 8-year-old boy in Illinois won $1,000 in a summer-long scavenger hunt and immediately donated the money to his 2-year-old neighbor to help fund her chemotherapy. Source

4rianagrande:

i hope u find someone that mindlessly plays with your hands and lightly strokes your legs and massages your back and plays with your hair and i hope that u feel like you’re home when u look at them

visiblecc1:

fuglypudding:

if watermelon exists why doesn’t earthmelon, firemelon and airmelon??

The elemelons

rotition:

I’m looking for a tumblr girlfriend to make famous! Following everyone back :) <3

skypestripper:

hearing a story thats obviously made up

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One day, you’re 17 and you’re planning for someday. And then quietly, without you ever really noticing, someday is today. And then someday is yesterday. And this is your life.

— John Green (via asdfghjkllove)