"Stop making a big deal out of little things cause I’ve got big deals and I’ve got little things, I’ve got everything I’m asking for but you. Stop making a big deal out of little things, let’s get carried away."
- MINE, Beyoncé (2013), Beyoncé

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Não deveria ser tão difícil mostrar sentimentos. Não deveria machucar tanto dizer o que se sente. Não deveria ser tão difícil estar sozinho, e não deveria se estar sozinho de maneira alguma. Toda essa inferioridade deveria simplesmente desaparecer, pra que se pudesse sentir completo. Não deveria haver luta alguma, cobrança alguma, tristeza alguma. Deveria haver apenas alegria, e tudo seria tão mais fácil, e tudo seria tão mais colorido, e tudo seria tão mais real.

Mas muitas coisas deveriam e muitas coisas poderiam. E no fim, é o que é.

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Totalmente cansado.

Cansado da opinião dos outros, ainda mais quando eu não peço. Cansado de todo mundo julgando, e de ter que esconder o que eu penso pra não magoar ninguém. Cansado de não poder ser eu mesmo pra ninguém, porque é simplesmente demais pra  aguentar.

Will anybody ever take me for who I am?

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" Guess what? David Burtka and I got married over the weekend. In Italy. Yup, we put the ‘n’ and ‘d’ in ‘husband.’ " x

Too much perfection.

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It is so hard to be alone. Not being alone, cause you’re never really alone. But feeling like you don’t fit, like you just don’t belong. It’s hard to wake up everyday knowing that no one you know really understands you and accepts you for who you really are.

And you can’t show them, so you put your mask ok. Every single day. All day long. You’re locked in a box, and that is what people call perfection. You have flaws, but people don’t care. You take the wrong ways, but people don’t care. You have dreams and expectations, but people don’t care.

Then you find just a few someones and try to rely on them. But you’re too much, and at some point you realize they don’t get you either, and they won’t accept you anymore if you unlock the box. And you can’t just be alone, so you keep it locked and say it’s ok.

Will anyone ever accept me for who I am? Will there ever be someone there for me? Someone to be my person, my true friend? The one who will try to take me out of the darkness, but will also take my darkness as a part of me?

It’s hard to be alone.

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