Not Even A Million Poems Could Describe His Beauty.

but daddy i love him (me talking about pedri)

WELCOME TO MY PROFILE :)

→ hey! my name's débora, a brazilian girl; you can also call me deh;

→ my pronouns are she/her;

→ i blog about football (mostly fc barcelona) & footballers once in a while (mostly pedri gonzález), but i also reblog post about some tv shows, movies, actors, etc!

find me on twitter: @/culernsweet

bitches will be like “this is my comfort show” and its a show where the characters have never felt a day of comfort in their lives (its me im bitches)

“Don’t let the expectations and opinions of other people affect your decisions. It’s your life, not theirs. Do what matters most to you; do what makes you feel alive and happy. Don’t let the expectations and ideas of others limit who you are. If you let others tell you who you are, you are living their reality – not yours. There is more to life than pleasing people. There is much more to life than following others’ prescribed path. There is so much more to life than what you experience right now. You need to decide who you are for yourself. Become a whole being. Adventure.”

— Roy T. Bennett

TAYLOR BEING HERSELF DURING THE 2023 VMAS

fermín is sooooo fine 😭

My veins of pitch black ink

Malthus spent the entirety of his life trying to fulfill his mother's prophecy of having a son that was a saint; he was raised by a priest who spent his entire life trying to offer a saint to God; everything that he has done was for the sake of others and their happiness, not his. Hilda was basically the only thing that he decided for himself, the single thing that he wanted, yet he was forced to deny himself of her; he felt guilty and hurt himself, due to the ideals that he was manipulated to believe in; he refused to give in to his humanly desires.

It's kind of silly how he wanted to perform a miracle by exorcising her so he could finally be a saint, but unknowingly Hilda's existence itself was the miracle—the only person who actually taught him what it means AND how it feels to be human—the angel who opened his eyes and made him ACTUALLY love humanity, “I look at her shoe and I love the world.” She still was the miracle, although it's not how he intended it to be, but it's what he needed the most.

malthus cries from stress when he thinks about sex