(this is not the start)
Tuesday, 5 January 2010
16:00
Hot like hell.
Choveu, faltou luz, brisamos.
"Há livros que devem ser provados, outros devorados, mas só alguns devem ser mastigaos e digeridos."
Cornelia Funke
Remeber when I caught your eye
You gave me rainbows and butterflies
We did enjoy our happiness
When our love was over I was such a mess.
I smiled at you, and you smiled back
That's when I knew there's no turning back
You said you loved me---and I did too
Now though it's over...I still love you.
You're in my mind, you're in my heart
I wish I knew right from the start
All my friends said you'd break my heart
A heartbreaker right from the start.
I tried to fight it, I tried so hard
And every day I pray to God, that you and me were meant to be
But you had another---you had a lover
And now is gone, I don't know why
I feel like crying, just want to die
I can't look at you--and you know why
No, I tried so hard, to catch your eye
We did enjoy our happiness
When our love was over I was such a mess.
I smiled at you, and you smiled back
That's when I knew there's no turning back
You said you loved me---and I did too
Now though it's over...I still love you.
You're in my mind, you're in my heart
I wish I knew right from the start
All my friends said you'd break my heart
A heartbreaker right from the start.
I tried to fight it, I tried so hard
And every day I pray to God, that you and me were meant to be
But you had another---you had a lover
And now is gone, I don't know why
I feel like crying, just want to die
I can't look at you--and you know why
No, I tried so hard, to catch your eye
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Here is where I'm free. Free to write, free to think. I'm all by myself, all to myself. Only me. I can shout my fucks and cry my Oh Gods. Look to my madness or say "who are you?" Today, I fell connected. Tomorrow, maybe not. Maybe I'm too worried with other things, someone is here with me. Maybe inspiration didn't hit me. My most important thoughts (to me) come to me when I'm far away from notepads and notebooks, but close to myself. That's what this is made of.
useful links
Home, sweet home
Michaelis
Macmillan
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Fanfiction.net
Stumbleupon!
skoob
series download, yep
About
We are all alone, born alone, die alone, and -- in spite of True Romance magazines -- we shall all someday look
back on our lives and see that, in spite of our company, we were alone the whole way. I do not say lonely -- at
least, not all the time -- but essentially, and finally, alone. This is what makes your self-respect so important,
and I don't see how you can respect yourself if you must look in the hearts and minds of others for your
happiness.
— Hunter S. Thompsonthe months passed by...
January 2010,
February 2010,
March 2010,
April 2010,
May 2010,
June 2010,
July 2010,
August 2010,
September 2010,
October 2010,
November 2010,
December 2010,
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