For the first time in what feels like ages, I cried and I cried and I cried after I made my way back home.

To care for someone means to be vulnerable, and to be vulnerable means to open yourself up to hurt.

As much as my heart feels brittle, to shatter into little pieces at any moment, I can honestly say that I don’t regret the time we spent together.

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And more along the lines of music… This makes me miss Brazil, muito

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Charli XCX - Boom Clap

I’m not much for pop, but I’m loving this song these days. 

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A peaceful afternoon in West Village. #nyc (at Cafe Minerva)

A peaceful afternoon in West Village. #nyc (at Cafe Minerva)

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I always use what remains of my dreams of the night before.
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The new St. Mark’s Bookshop, the one cause I have donated to in New York City. 

(Source: cloudsao.com)

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The inimitable Lauryn Hill. #bowdown #goddess #bestofthebest (at Brooklyn Bowl)

The inimitable Lauryn Hill. #bowdown #goddess #bestofthebest (at Brooklyn Bowl)

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One down, nine more to go. 

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The sparkling tribute to Andy Warhol’s “Empire.” #nyc (at Empire State Building)

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I love this so much. 

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