"Are you sure you like me?" - I asked, trembling, sweaty hands, nervously moving, trying to hold on to something
"Cause sometimes…sometimes I think you don’t like me. What you do like is the possibility of what I could be. But I am not".
I held my breath for a bit, mustering all the courage I could, trying to put in words one last sentence.
"Do you love me?" - I asked, starring his eyes.
But the mirror only starred me back.
Músico de rock brasileiro.
There are over 70 documented cases of transplant patients experiencing the same thoughts and feelings as their organ donors did in life. People report everything from craving the donors’ favorite foods, to inheriting their talents. It’s posed a theory that the cells in our body can store memories. Source
yo but this says so much about rape when a woman would literally rather be around a murderer than a rapist
"Just kiss like normal people kiss"
I love them so so much
Just thought I’d bring this back because there will never be a moment when this wasn’t the most perfect thing to happen to television