domingo, fevereiro 21, 2010
sábado, fevereiro 20, 2010
Bruce Willis caricature
life lessons and a piece of cake
Eu sempre fui assim, resultado de pensar sempre demasiado em cada detalhe, tendo a complicar a vida mais do que necessário...
esta música de cake lembra-me que a vida deve ser mais simples...
esta música de cake lembra-me que a vida deve ser mais simples...
sexta-feira, fevereiro 19, 2010
Coisas que nunca entendi
Uma coisa que nunca entendi foi porque raio andam os Nazis e afins, á procura de um gajo chamado Kyle desde a época da segunda guerra mundial...o gajo por esta altura já deve ter morrido...
E ainda por cima, para confirmar as minhas dúvidas quanto à inteligência dessa gente, depois destes anos todos ainda só sabem a altura do bacano...tsk tsk tsk

sim, para quem não entender....eu sei bem que é um sig heil, não um seen kyle.LOL
E ainda por cima, para confirmar as minhas dúvidas quanto à inteligência dessa gente, depois destes anos todos ainda só sabem a altura do bacano...tsk tsk tsk

sim, para quem não entender....eu sei bem que é um sig heil, não um seen kyle.LOL
quarta-feira, fevereiro 17, 2010
...gaija
terça-feira, fevereiro 16, 2010
Broken down and hungry...(or how you make the real JAM surface.LOL)
But what kills me is your silence and unanswered questions...
I, now, understand this song... :D
I, now, understand this song... :D
segunda-feira, fevereiro 15, 2010
the lost art of keeping a secret
there's something I keep secret that most likely you can see in my eyes...
It's like this song says, a canine devotion.
I wish I could tell you but,as I'm always afraid of a negative answer from your lips, I keep it to myself.
If you'd whistle I'd come to you, tongue sticking out and tail floating around. But I've bitten you before and the scars are still visible when you stare into my eyes.
I still have the devotion...but I'm scared to loose you by clearing my mind and telling the truth. Do you know?!
domingo, fevereiro 14, 2010
quarta-feira, fevereiro 10, 2010
The truth
Everyday I realize how much I've changed.
Everything has lost its former meaning, all that was white is now gray and all the black has gone the same way.
Morally colourless and fazed by the light.
I feel like a song from The Platters, pretending I'm alright.
But nothing is alright. I had a feeble mind and blew you away;
unknowingly fucking all my life from that point on.
"I'm a big man and I only make the right choices" made of me a failed fucker.
Whatever, whatever, I do what I want!!!
It's funny how one mistake can make your whole life a sentimental hell;
it's funny how a choice as left me grinding my teeth for years.
What if after all these years I begged for your pardon?!
What if after all these years I manned up?!
Would colour grow back into my life and jump start my long time aphasic heart??
Or would your dismay make me fall into permanent darkness?
Everything has lost its former meaning, all that was white is now gray and all the black has gone the same way.
Morally colourless and fazed by the light.
I feel like a song from The Platters, pretending I'm alright.
But nothing is alright. I had a feeble mind and blew you away;
unknowingly fucking all my life from that point on.
"I'm a big man and I only make the right choices" made of me a failed fucker.
Whatever, whatever, I do what I want!!!
It's funny how one mistake can make your whole life a sentimental hell;
it's funny how a choice as left me grinding my teeth for years.
What if after all these years I begged for your pardon?!
What if after all these years I manned up?!
Would colour grow back into my life and jump start my long time aphasic heart??
Or would your dismay make me fall into permanent darkness?
She need a way to turn around the bend
She said I want to walk away and start over again.
There are things I've done I can't erase
I want to look in the mirror, see another face
I said never would I do it again
I want to walk away, start over again.
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