e onde eu estive durante 17 anos que não nos conhecíamos?
estive esperando por você.

looking for misery, but she found me
standing naked on the door.

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New Girl

“You, me, Jean, Warren and Hank. We were The Beatles, Scott. Don’t ever forget it.”

- Robert Drake, Iceman. X-men 133

without you, I’d be alone.

I’m not okay. not at all.

It bothers you because you’ll always be less than they are.
they’ll always be prettier, they’ll always be better
because they’re unachievable, such as Gods.
how can you compete with that?
do you want to compete with that?
probably not, but it bothers you after all.
no matter how good you can be, only the idea of them can be better.

This was one of the most beautiful plays I’ve ever seen.

She’s a mainstream girl
she’s a mainstream girl
but I love her anyway.
Her hair isn’t always straight
Sometimes isn’t entirely ginger
but I love her anyway. 

(Adapted from the lyrics in Bela Queak’s notebook)