~l'amour pas pour moi~

Tous ces "toujours", ça joue des tours, Ca s'approche sans se montrer,
comme un traître de velours, Ca me blesse, ou me lasse, selon les jours

I’ve got to this point of my life that the thing I need/desire the most is passion.
That kind of passion when someone just grabs you from behind when you less expect, gives you one bloody hell of a kiss and leaves you breathless and speechless.
That kind of passion that turns you upside down.
I love romantic love, but I miss hair messing, red and swollen lips and bruises.
I miss passion.

ninfia:

Do you ever have that moment when a kid is looking at you and you realize that they’re looking at you as a grown up? Then its like no child im a children too, dont. Im sorry my outward appearance confuses you.

(via futureflashback)

morning sun

morning sun

I can cook it!

I can cook it!

And the amazing feeling of being home again  (at EACH | USP Leste)

And the amazing feeling of being home again (at EACH | USP Leste)