Meus pensamentos são estrelas que eu não consigo arrumar em constelações.
|—||A Culpa é das Estrelas (via libelol-a)|
It all came at once and in a furious torrent, like God was mad and wanted to flood us out. Day after day, night after night, it rained.
|—||John Green, Looking For Alaska (via thatcrazyfandomgirl)|
I don’t know how I look, but I know how I feel: Young. Goofy. Infinite.
|—||John Green, Paper Towns (via smilingismyfavouritest)|
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It was right then, between when I asked about the labyrinth and when she answered me, that I realized the importance of curves, of the thousand places where girls’ bodies ease from one place to another, from arc to the foot to ankle to calf, from calf to hip to wait to breast to neck to ski-slope nose to forehead to shoulder to the concave arch of the back to the butt to the etc. I’d noticed curves before, of course, but I had never quite apprehended their significance.
|—||John Green, Looking for Alaska (via justanotherquoteblog)|