I hate men. <3

You told me it was real and all you've done is disappoint me. So take away your voice from my old radio, take away your name from the conversation, because I can't keep, loser, I can't keep believing you have a salvation.

You laugh with me, played with me and if wasn't for her, I would believe we could be...You know...A kind of we.

You left me alone after you said you would stay. I can't even deal with that or move on untill this day.

You and me. Three words to make tears appear.

You've been good to me as no one have ever been, which makes you the biggest asshole I've ever seen.

You kissed me wild, called me your little girl and lied that I mattered to you. But you were the real baby, the small one of the two.

You appeared in the wrong time, you are exactly how I imagine my soul mate. And if I still had a heart, hopes and dreams...Well, I would call this fate.

You made me fly high, I just couldn't count you would make me wish to lay under the ground.

You are the worst, you're all just a ghost, a bad dream from my head, the memories of my past...

Because love never lasts. And lovers last even least.

Love is just a beast

Tormenting my poisoned mind

So just lay by my side and give me a reason why

to go on on this bullshit.

She dreams too much this silly girl, but life is made of nightmares.

And he everytime will pretend to her that he cares...

She dreams too much this silly girl, but life is made of nightmares.

Como pacas e luas

A paca passa o dia na sua toca. Sai para se alimentar somente quando não estiver enluarado: nas fases de lua nova a crescente a paca espera a lua se pôr para sair da toca; nas fases de lua cheia e minguante ele sai da toca e volta antes da lua nascer. Ali na toca a fêmea tem suas ninhadas. São duas por ano de um filhote cada uma.

Dava pra criar toda uma história sobre isso. Agora eu não posso, pq não tenho tempo,mas depois vou vir aqui e editar e ecrever uma história sobre esse fato curioso.

Oi,meunomeéMaheeusoudoida.

Hoje eu liguei pro Gu e passei mais de uma hora no telefone com a Pri -qqqqqqqqqqqqq

podem postar coisas mais decentes, pq esse post foi uma coisa doida minha. xD

Eu gostava de você e da patética maneira com a qual você me olhava.

Eu gostava de você e da patética maneira com a qual você me olhava.

Eu gostava de você quando você me mandava mensagens que me faziam rir.

Eu gostava de você e das músicas que você escutava.

Eu gostava de você, quando você estava aqui.

E eu lembro dos beijos quase ácidos dentro do carro

Nos fazendo aos poucos derreter

E nos fundíamos e moldávamos como água e barro

Só a lama é o que restou de você.

Uma porção de lembranças borradas

Infinitamente distantes de mim

Porque a pessoa com a qual eu sonhava

Não é a mesma que se encontra em frente á mim

Eu gostava da textura dos teus cabelos

E quando atavas tuas pernas ás minhas como se fosse natural

Eu gostava do seu piercing na língua, do seu cheiro

Da forma como eu me sentia especial

Mas o tempo foi passando e passando

E todas essas coisas foram sumindo

Como num sonho em que estamos voando

E acordamos quando estamos caindo

Você parou de me beijar com ardor

Você parou de mandar mensagem

Você parou de me procurar, amor

Você esqueceu a minha imagem

Então eu fui me desapegando de você

Pra ver se assim você me notaria

E as coisas foram finalmente ser

Um pra cada lado como você queria

Você simplesmente me mostrou

Que nós nunca fomos um par

E agora que tudo acabou

Você deve estar a se perguntar

Porque eu te tirei assim da minha vida

Se as coisas andavam tão normais

Sem perceber que por conta da tua preguiça

Do teu descaso, agora é tarde demais.

Eu queria ver você lutar por mim

Mas duvido que você o faça

Mas não se preocupe, Querubim

Que tudo isso um dia passa.

Aiai. Até a uva passa.

=/

O Baralho

Joker: I put them all together to see how they worked out and intentionally I created a bond that no one can put apart.

A♥ => I would say that she's a fine lady with this giant heart that is full of souvenirs and scars from all the places he went. She's funny and tender, so full of childish dreams. She lays in her bed at night, right before sleep and she thinks: "what curse is this? I finally found my true love, but ironicly I'm not his". Oh! She didn't deserved it, but people who have a good heart are usually smashed in a crowd. 'Cause they all acts like clowns. Yeah, that's awfully true. Painting a red smile to forget how she is blue. Right, that's true. Crowd, clown's smile, blue, true...Clouds. This must be the place where she belongs.

2♣ => When you look at her, you think she doesn't exist. She looks so pure that is hard to resist. She got this curly black hair that once was green, she's as smart and cool as someone could have been. Look, I know, she already went to some hard times and she has problems to trust in people. Hold her hands and look in her eyes and you won1t see anything more beautiful. No there's no evil, when she is there.

Q♠ => About her I have a few things to say, she looks even untouchable in a certain way. She is the queen of spades, the chief of broken heart, to who untill now things have been really hard. Her eyes get so blur when you talk of her past, is like she's seeing those kisses in a train passing fast. He disappointed her as no one will do again, so she closed herself to avoid any future pain. But she's so incredible that I think that she could fit/ any guy's dreams and she is surprisingly sweet, but way to proud...Yeah...Way to proud to let you know it.

3♦ => She's for me the most sweet piece of the puzzle I made, everytime she cries some stars on the sky fade. She is like the princess of some romantic crappy song, and if he allowed she would prove how he is so fucking wrong. He is a big part of her but he likes of pretend, that he was not her own best friend. But I told her, he deserves a man who treats her right. Not someone that don't apreciate his own life. Because if he opened his fucking eyes, then he would realize that she's his life. She does this cute thing with her eyebrow, she light your world if you are down. But she don't see how amazing she is...I never met someone like this.

Yeah, so I put those four cards to play, and I complicated things to see if they would hide. But well, sweetheart, they came to stay. And the joker is me.

Life.