50 phrases by Naiara Azevedo to enjoy the best of suffering

You and I are gone.

Mother is the one who generates, is the one who loves, is the one who sings lullaby and, in a hug, makes fear pass.

Thank you so much, Mom, for giving me life.

What a disappointment, one to zero for my intuition.

I go out, I drink, I kiss, if I have to, I even lay down with someone else to forget you.

I don’t want to anymore, I can see that we’re not working out.

Tell me, how come he doesn’t love you?

Until I try not to be a muggle, but the problem is that you have a nice kiss that holds.

Take my cell phone, if I drink I’ll want to call crying, begging to come back.

Poor thing, in the chat it’s a lion, in the bed a bunny.

It was deliverance, that asshole was a waste of time.

I’m dragging my horn on the floor, listening to some relax and praying for you to call.

This love left marks on my body.

You’ve already become my addiction, I don’t control my heart.

You are worthless, but I want to love you.

Even if I want to, I erase you from my mind.

Just call me and I’ll take my car, put it at your house and we’ll be done.

Get me a stronger train for me to drink, Mr. Zé. It can even be drips with arnica, it’s not worse than it is.

It’s not good for a lover, maybe not even for a hookup.

There’s something wrong with this train I’m taking, I’m drinking to forget, but I’m remembering.

Just remembering your perfume… what a shiver, what a chill my body feels!

In these comings and goings, love got lost along the way.

Enough, I’m tired of insisting on our failed romance. I look like a stupid dog chasing its tail.

You were the man of my life in the past, today you are nothing more than a blocked contact.

When you pass, everything is different.

As long as you don’t come back, my heart won’t stop crying.

I give you the map of my body, you can explore at will.

I looked at his smile and suddenly traveled.

As long as you don’t fall in love with someone, stay with me and you’ll get along well.

Nice to meet you, I’m your current one’s ex. Don’t get me wrong, you’re in a dead end. He’s going to fuck up your life.

If nostalgia looks for me, no one has seen me.

If it worked, fine. If it didn’t work, great. Next!

We only live once, so take a chance, kiss, hit, miss.

Heart is no longer a stick.

If she makes you cry, cry in my lap, baby.

When she curses you, I call you “baby”. When she avoids you, you call me and say “come”, and I’ll run to save you.

I don’t need to be criticized, I need help.

If I’m not swallowing the crying, imagine swallowing the insult,

Don’t go away, I’m in love with you.

If to err is human, blame me.

I’m free again, doing what I didn’t do. I’m living on the spree the way I always wanted.

I kicked the bucket, I unlearned to love.

Woman doesn’t cheat, woman takes revenge.

Do you know how much I drank, suffered, cried trying to forget you? I’ve lost track.

I love you, but I’m not coming back with a tantrum.

When I dance, delirious. If I irritate you, turn around.

She is a companion, drinks and lends clothes. When I was down, she was the one who gave me strength.

It was just hurting me more that it did you good. Tell me, what heart do you have?

If someone calls me, I go. You’re gonna lose me.

Don’t fill the bag, enough with the chat. Your conversation doesn’t interest me, boring business.