I could have done this by myself. COULDN'T I
Thursday, 16 September 2010
20:07Nada em especial.
Ouvindo música, vendo FRIENDS, dormindo de forma tão, tão pesada, alimentando mais, mais um cachorro.
You're low anymore,
Collect your novel petals for the stem,
And glow, glow, melt and flow,
Eviscerate your fragile frame,
And spill it out in the ragged floor.
A thousand different versions of yourself!
And if the old guard still offend, they got nothing left on which you depend,
So enlist every ounce of your bright blood,
And off with their heads,
Jump from a book,
You're not obliged to swallow anything you despise.
See, those unrepenting buzzards want your life...
And they got no right.
As sure as you have eyes, they got no right.
JUST PUT YOURSELF IN MY NEW SHOES.
And see that I do what I do,
Because the old guard still offend
We got nothing left on which we depend,
So we waste every ounce,
Of your bright blood, and off with their heads!
Jump from a book, and you're not obliged to swallow anything that you despise. (Sleeping Lessons, The Shins)
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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.
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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,
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July 2010,
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September 2010,
October 2010,
November 2010,
December 2010,
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