Sabe como?

Whenever I think about my life and what to do with it,
I get this feeling that - even though I haven't tried yet..
I've already failed.

Vida Enlatada

Sometimes I feel like Carrie...
I wanna ask one entire city: - Is there a happy ending?
Sometimes I'm more like Grey,
Why won't you "pick me, choose me, love me"?
Sometimes it's not about one character, but a whole scene!
Like an episode of Friends, when you laugh your heart out.

Minha única preocupação constante é:
As câmeras estão pegando um bom ângulo?

Life Lessons

People lose their hair to make money... 

Eventually they'll spend it all on a wig. 

Don't worry that much... 

Spend the money, let your hair grow and, specially... live.

;~

Some feelings can't be spoiled, even when everything comes against them.

I know you're not here, but I'm standing still and eventually we'll meet again.

In what conditions?

Don't know, doesn't matter.

Love will always be love as long as we're us.

Red Sky

The sky was red and unusual

With one single star shining

Too bright to buy it

Suddenly it went back to black

Usual black of every night sky

But where had the star gone?

So sad I got I couldn't see

There she was again...

(Not as bright against my every night sky)

But there again.

-

Definitivamente não posso ficar olhando pro céu que eu acabo escrevendo alguma coisa piegas.

Acontece.

I wish

I wish I could live in a world made of chocolate.. But there's a lot of not-so-sweet things around.

I wish people could tell the truth the whole time - including me. But that's way beyond possible.

I wish me and my friends could party 24/7, restless and happy. But we ain't got the money, the time or the spirit to do so.

I wish pain was just a word.. But it's not.

I wish I could make money just by sleeping, playing soccer and writing.. But we all know things work out differently.

I wish my mind could control my body ALL the time. But I'm freaking hungry and I won't sleep like this.

I wish my family could love and support me through anything. But some walls are bigger than this simple wish.

I wish I could have someone to call "mine". But people are not properties.

I wish looks weren't that important. But.. Just wish.

I wish a lotta things.. But maybe none of them will ever be reality material.

I wish I could be happy all the time.. But that's not up to me.

At least not all the time.

Let's do the possible for now.

You know NOTHING

"You know NOTHING".

Alright then.
So I'm trying to figure things out yet, what's the matter?
But I don't think I know nothing. 

I think there are a few things that I DO know:

1. You know NO ONE. That's a sad reality.

2. It is, indeed, a choice: being (or not) happy.

3. Do I owe you something? No. So don't come asking me for things.

4. "Deception" is a word that comes only when you expect something. I'm not guilty you expected things that I never promised.

5. Think twenty-seven times before you do something. But don't blame yourself if life isn't the way you thought it should be.

6. Life is NOT the way you think it should be.

(Unfortunately, 'cause I can picture this imaginary world where people understand your points and your feelings are never ignored)

.i.said.it.

Paralelamente

You just see what really matters when you got nothing left to lose.

Sooooooo Fight Club kinda thoughts :)

#43

I'm the air you ignore the existence,
even though you have to breathe it so you can stay alive.

Back

Back to diaries, to excessive abuse of alcohol, to the craziness inside us all.
I'm back, motherfucka.
Better keep up with me ;P

Post #41

**
Ordering



- And for you, lady?

- I'll have the.. "Punch in the face".

- Is that all?

- Oh.. And the "Kill me slowly" for dessert.

- Sorry, we're out of this one.. They should have taken it out of the menu.
But I would recommend you the "Move on with your freakin life". It comes with strawberries, it's lovely.

- Alright, one of those, then. Thank you.

**

Das partidas

Eu escrevi rimas A-B-B-A, morri aos poucos, ressuscitei de súbito.

Mas não me engano, "morrerás em breve" comentam os astros.

Enjoying life as life allows me to.

look - but don't touch!

hug - but not much!

be with - as long as you can take...

smile - even knowing it's fake.

Nã, nã

Rip it out, step on it, do whatever you want to.

It's yours anyway.

Learn, learn

Hold on to something, cuz - crashing or not - you're gonna need it.

And when you do... Bam!, totally loose, and then you're dead.

Again.

Stupid.

Celebration

Celebrate your (s)inner desires, bastard!

Bet you love them.

Cuz I really love them, too. :D

Draining

How are you supposed to handle situations when your own capacity is never enough for who is judging it?
It's pretty painful to see yourself tied up to conceptions that were never yours and attitudes you would never understand.
But what's to do?
You can, obviously, try to fight, to argue, to show you're right, after all!
But, see, I said "try". It doesn't mean they'll understand or, worst of all, even listen to you.
My "love language", I learned, is exclusive time. And, indeed, that's how I feel cared and loved: when people listen to me, pay me attention, or just fucking pretend they're there.
Nothing could be worse for someone like me than be ignored.
It's a very simple - sometimes useful -, but also childish strategy: walk away like there's no sound reaching your ears.
But to me that's exactly the same thing as screaming out loud that you ran out of arguments, but your opinion (no matter what - another anoying thing) just won't change.
I have no fear of saying that I'm a very stubborn person. But I give every damn theory the chance of being my newest personal opinion. That is what "rational" means.