i hate that im sensitive and jealous and stupid and quiet and ugly and annoying
i love sleeping. it’s the only time when you can escape reality.
your tumblr is one of those things that you want everyone to see but at the same time you never want to show it to anyone
Never forget Marcelo’s struggle, and the moment when Ronaldo was completely done with his shit.
it literally stresses me out how much good music there is that i still haven’t listened to