radiate love

here is to never growing up.

They tell me what to wear, how to look, what I should say, how I should be. Until recently I had given into that pressure, I lost sight of who I was. I listened to opinions of people and I tried to change who I am because I thought others would accept me for it. And I realized I don’t know how to be anything but myself.”

“— Augustus, talvez você queira falar de seus medos para o grupo.
— Meus medos?
— É.
— Eu tenho medo de ser esquecido — disse ele de bate-pronto. — Tenho medo disso como um cego tem medo do escuro.”

A culpa é das Estrelas.  (via sooulss)