memories of a geisha

Eu posso escolher estar longe de você, mas isso não quer dizer que você deixou de ser parte de mim.

Don’t fall in love. Once you fall in love, you become attached. Your every waking moment is occupied with the thought of them and pretty soon you start to think of ways to spend every second of every day with them. You feel happy, at an all time high and everything is all sunshine and daisies and it’s the absolute best feeling in the world. Until they leave. Then suddenly the world you created comes crashing down. You start to feel down and there are constant rain clouds over your head. Your heart hurts like it’s never hurt before. What made you happy, doesn’t make you happy anymore. Nothing feels the same. Nothing IS the same. You’re not the same. And sometimes, you never will be. Don’t fall in love.

Please be careful with me. Sometimes I just get sad and I don’t know why. I’m sorry:

Os adolescentes fazem de um arranhão um corte profundo. E essa é a beleza da juventude: sofrem como se não fossem aguentar. E aguentam. E crescem através da dor de um pequeno ferimento.

One day, you will meet someone who will make this messy and hard life easier than you ever thought possible. And you will want to stay.

Don’t get burned twice by the same flame.

Não quero que você me largue. Não quero te largar. Não quero ter motivos pra ir embora, pra te deixar falando sozinho, pra bater o telefone na sua cara… Eu fiz isso com todos os outros. É, só que dessa vez eu queria muito que fosse diferente. Dessa vez, com você, eu quero que dê certo.