Love as Life

The Joy never smiles
The Sorrow never cries
The Joy walks for miles
The Sorrow never tries

The Joy lives of lying
The Sorrow doesn’t lie
The Joy fights for fighting
The Sorrow fights to die

The Joy was to be wed
The Sorrow was to be dead
and his eyes turned red

The Joy’s heart went mad
The Sorrow’s joy was shed
and his feelings weren’t fed 

Bob Dylan,Times Are A-changin’

(Source: otakuconfessions, via heyanime)

But I’ll die =(

(Source: soulhunting, via littlepieceofdeath)

(Source: fassyy, via elegia-e-ode)

Se o tempo não funcionar,daí foda-se.

E se o foda-se não funcionar,aí meu amigo,fudeu. 

I am the most stubborn of 7 billion children. The harsh truth is increasingly more obvious and the facts are right in front of me,but I refuse to accept them,as if they will go away if I do so. I somehow think that if I just loaf around I won’t need to grow up and that the world isn’t so cruel if I avoid living on it like everyone else. 

É o que acontece quando se tem uma lista de problemas que nunca foram resolvidos.Se vive se escondendo deles.Se vive lutando contra a tristeza,tentando construir novas memórias para apagar aquelas do passado amargo.

Por isso,me pergunto constantemente:Todos fingem não estarem fugindo dos problemas que têm ou realmente são felizes?

fulltylt:

hundredlifetimes:

effiesgreenwig:

vvoodroffe:

how can you not piss yourself when doing that omg

crying omg

that poor dude how much is he getting paid for that

They shouldn’t have bothered with the CGI wolves. This would have been much MUCH better. 

(Source: helloiben, via everythingsjustordinary)