basta uma música pra desarmar a muralha contra as lágrimas que eu criei.
às vezes, só às vezes, dá vontade de fazer umas besteiras bem grandes, sabe? lado ruim: consequências, além de que não sou tão egoísta assim para fazer outros sofrerem por minha causa. lado bom: finalmente eu deixaria transparecer TUDO que eu sinto e as pessoas parariam de achar que é exagero meu.
segredinho: quando eu choro, muitas vezes não é só por uma coisa, mas por várias juntas, mas só admito uma delas, porque sou idiota.
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Thursday, September 9, 2010
né?
I wish we could back go in time
live all over again the good days we had
we could just get stuck in one of them
and then tomorrow would never come
we would be together for ever and
we would never have to say goodbye
I wish we could go back in time
change all of ours mistakes
not have our fights
don't play a fool or tell lies
we could smile all the time and enjoy every second
I wish I could go back in time
all by myself
remember every single moment of you and me
every good and every bad memory we have
I could erase all the bad ones from my mind
or even, erase you from me
obregada gabriel por me dar inspiração
e não obregada para a pessoa a quem dedico o texto (:
live all over again the good days we had
we could just get stuck in one of them
and then tomorrow would never come
we would be together for ever and
we would never have to say goodbye
I wish we could go back in time
change all of ours mistakes
not have our fights
don't play a fool or tell lies
we could smile all the time and enjoy every second
I wish I could go back in time
all by myself
remember every single moment of you and me
every good and every bad memory we have
I could erase all the bad ones from my mind
or even, erase you from me
obregada gabriel por me dar inspiração
e não obregada para a pessoa a quem dedico o texto (:
pois é, zé.
"como é possível sentir e não sentir mao mesmo tempo?"
"a vida me desanimada. odeio estar desanimada."
"por que coisas idiotas que as pessoas falam me deixam mal?"
"não consigo me animar com nenhuma das duas opções, mas consigo me animar com o que não é uma opção. please, kill me. i had enough of suffering."
éissoporhoje..
"a vida me desanimada. odeio estar desanimada."
"por que coisas idiotas que as pessoas falam me deixam mal?"
"não consigo me animar com nenhuma das duas opções, mas consigo me animar com o que não é uma opção. please, kill me. i had enough of suffering."
éissoporhoje..
Monday, September 6, 2010
i feel like im gonna cry..
oh well.. there are so many things bugging me right now.
and yeah, im gonna fucking live alone for the rest of my fucking life.
and yeah, my super low self-esteem is killing me.
i can't be like the people i see, i can't change who i am, that wears the fuck out of me, no one can understand and i don't think i'm able to explain. i HATE being alone like this, it always makes me feel bad and want to cry.
and to make it worse, i can't write or paint or draw anymore, i don't think i'll have a good future. i'm totally fucked up and i don't even know when this all started and when it's gonna end, if this going to end.
and yeah, im gonna fucking live alone for the rest of my fucking life.
and yeah, my super low self-esteem is killing me.
i can't be like the people i see, i can't change who i am, that wears the fuck out of me, no one can understand and i don't think i'm able to explain. i HATE being alone like this, it always makes me feel bad and want to cry.
and to make it worse, i can't write or paint or draw anymore, i don't think i'll have a good future. i'm totally fucked up and i don't even know when this all started and when it's gonna end, if this going to end.
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