Strange, here I was having lunch with the hottest girl in school, but I was miserable. Because less than twenty feet away from me was Juli, my Juli, with Eddie Trulock. She’s laughing; what was she laughing about? How could she sit there and laugh, and look so beautiful? Bryce Loski





… que a felicidade vire rotina

— Caio Augusto Leite  (via sociedadedospoetasmortos)