Amanda Lira (she/her)
Hello, I'm a 29 yo brazilian woman looking for a place I can share my thoughts with people in hope I can inspire others. Coming back to explore the arts after a few years being drowned in capitalism. I'm really into paintings and books. Oh, english is not my first language, so feel free to correct my grammar. I intend to post it only in english.
"I wonder sometimes if the bruise is something I've done myself beat by glorious beat from a series of small cowardices all culminating in loving someone so much it hurts me to hold but would kill me to confess." -peachstatic
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NOTES: yall, I'm sorry about another "love" text. I felt like this had to be said, even if you don't know me personally. ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ I'm not afraid of being lonely. That's all I've ever kn...
Valentine's day in Brazil! in The mirror glass that pierces me.
And it's kinda funny the way that the most romantic girl you've ever seen, feels so traumatize at the thought of romantic love, she's barely keeping her hopes up. She's been cheated, used, tra...
The daughter I'll never know. in The mirror glass that pierces me.
He looks like someone who is so distant from me, yet, he's alive in my veins. He's not physically here, but he's so next to me when I smell his scent, street and cigarettes. He's not here...
IBD issues. in All the things I want to do
You know, living with a Chronic Illness is no easy. Taking advantage of being the month for Crohn's and Ulcerative Rectocolitis Awareness, I'd like to comment my own experience on it. I'm be...
Deepening the dive. in The mirror glass that pierces me.
The air blows hot in my face, even though it's mid-autumn. And I decided I want to live my life like I'm writting my own book, where I am the principal character. I long for an analog way of l...
The above in The mirror glass that pierces me.
When I was a teenager, I used to look at the night sky from my roof. It was always winter; I would grab a blanket, lie there, and spend hours just looking at the stars, thinking about who I was...
At arm's lenght in The mirror glass that pierces me.
"Violet, blue, green, red to keep me at arm's lenght don't work." A friend of mine was struggling after a break-up, she was feeling lonely and came to me for advice. My first thought was "how c...
