it’s ironic when you find something you (gladly) didn’t even remember you still had.
it’s ironic when you find a ‘sarcasm’ napkin inside one of your drawers.
and that made me question myself of why the hell am I still keeping it.
— but I guess I already know the answer…
even though it hurts, and even though it was painful, I need to know that it did happen, that it was real.
o mundo é a minha casa 