sometimes i wonder if i disappeared people would notice it

i kind of think they won't

some things are simply worthless but you rather pretend they're not - that's called hope- so you can feel ok for a little bit, but when reality hits you, it hits hard and harder than you thought. it hurts

you're not mine, you'll never be. and i'm sorry for that, it's all i can be

i need you to find out the best part of me, 'cause i'm starting to think i don't have a good one anymore :/

things i wrote and never posted

09/02/2011

eu não me importo em não ser. na verdade, quero mais que ser, mais que existir, muito mais que sentir. queria que pudessem existir várias de mim, perdidas por aí, numa louca viagem. queria ser estrela, ou até mesmo lua. queria poder navegar por onde não conheço,mas tenho algemas me prendendo. queria poder voar, explodir, desaparecer. quero mais que ser. muito mais que ser eu.

20/02/11

people don't get that when something makes me feel good i wanna do it all over again, a thousand freaking times. so they just get annoyed by me and make me hide/forget the thins that make me feel good.

i like you and i like even more that i don't like you :)


but


i don't like that a lie i heard made me feel bad..


no, bia, you're talking about different people

You hurt me and you don't even know that. It should be illegal to miss people, specially when they are next to you.

All I ask is for you to get the fuck out of my life. Why is it so hard? I'm trying to move on. You just try so hard to fuck up my life, and you barely know that you don't even need to try so much, you hurt me just because you exist.
All I asked was for you to get the fuck out of my life. Is it so hard?