renata, eighteen, brazilian. i love real madrid, my chemical romance, formula 1, dulce maria, harry potter and i also reblog/post a lot of movies and tv shows.

Housewife, Beauty Queen, Homewrecker, Idle teen. The ugly years of being a fool, ain’t youth meant to be beautiful. Queen of no identity. I always feel like someone else. A living myth. I grew up in a lie. I can be anyone. A study in identity & illusion. An ode to Cindy. A living film. A real fake. And you will never know, love. “Through others, we become ourselves” - The Archetypes
Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading. So sick and tired of all the needless beating. But baby when they knock you down and out it’s where you oughta stay. And after all the blood that you still owe, another dollar’s just another blow. So fix your eyes and get up, better get up while you can…
I never said I’d lie and wait forever. If I died we’d be together now. I can’t always just forget her but she could try… At the end of the world or the last thing I see you are never coming home, never coming home… Could I? Should I? And all the things that you never ever told me and all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me…