It stinks

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”- You’re the kind of people who wants to wake up with a 'good morning' text”

- No, actually I don’t give a shit about that. 
Before, I really thought I was that kind of girl, but seriously who was patience for that?
A bunch of meanless words everyone feels the obligation to say. Cut the crap, keep it real.
I don’t want that. I wanna live that fucking summer like I never did. I thought it would be with him, without all that boyfriend shit, but guess his mind is somewhere else.
Never thought I would change my perception like that, but now I feel like this is how my world is supposed to roll. Less thinking, more fun.

Perfect love stinks, man!
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He broke her heart without realizing she would never be the same.

 I just don't know who the fuck I am.

Justiça, oi?

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Quando é que a justiça vai sair do papel e chegar à real? Quando é que a justiça vai ser feita e não apenas dita ou escrita? Quando é que a justiça vai brotar do coração dos Homens e não dos seus bolsos? Quando é que a justiça vai ser cumprida em vez de prometida?

Por causa disto: http://observador.pt/reportagem/alcindo-monteiro/
Tira-me o sono!

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I can't really understand why I always try so hard. This time I'm letting you go, because I want/need you to.