Fiona Apple knows it all.

How many times do I have to say
To get away, get gone
Flip your shit past another lasses
Humble dwelling

You got your game, made your shot
And you got away
With a lot, but I'm not turned-on
So put away that meat you're selling

'Cause I do know what's good for me
And I've done what I could for you
But you're not benefiting, and yet I'm sitting
Singing again, sing, sing again

How can I deal with this, if he won't get with this
Am I gonna heal from this, he won't admit to it
Nothing to figure out, I got to get him out
It's time the truth was out that he don't give a shit about me

'Cause I do know what's good for me
And I've done what I could for you
But you're not benefiting, and yet I'm sitting
Singing again, sing, sing again

How can I deal with this, if he won't get with this
Am I gonna heal from this, he won't admit to it
Nothing to figure out, I got to get him out
It's time the truth was out that he don't give a shit about me

How many times can it escalate
'Till it elevates to a place I can't breathe?
And I must decide, if you must deride
That I'm much obliged to up and go

I'll idealize, then realize
That it's no sacrifice, because the price is paid
And there's nothing left to grieve
Fuckin go

'Cause I've done what I could for you
And I do know what's good for me
And I'm not benefiting
Instead I'm sitting singing again, singing again
Singing again, sing, sing, sing again

How can I deal with this, if he won't get with this
Am I gonna heal from this, he won't admit to it
Nothing to figure out, I got to get him out
It's time the truth was out that he don't give a shit about me

How can I deal with this, if he won't get with this
Am I gonna heal from this, he won't admit to it
Nothing to figure out, I got to get him out
It's time the truth was out that he don't give a shit about me

"such a beautiful way...

Oh well, at least someone thinks I'm special and has the guts of tellimg me so.

While you're there, not even apologising. Apparently not caring much. Taking me for granted.

I've seen this movie before.

There are sooo many things I wish you'd say to me.


It seems I'm the one making all the effort here.


Don't know how long I can last.


You might lose me if you keep this up.


Please, tell me I'm wrong...





...to break my heaaaaaaaart."

I think I'm gonna cry myself to sleep again tonight.

Everything I have to look forward to has a pretty painful and very imposing before. - Fiona Apple

I have to break the window.

Don’t leave me alone with myself. I don’t know what could possibly happen.Nothing harsh, no need to worry. Only my mind slowly slipping away.


I always knew I was brain damaged.


But I wasn’t always this broken.

Don’t even attempt fixing me up. I can’t be mended.



I’ll never heal and I gave up the fight a long time ago.

I don't know what this is.


Wait. Maybe I do. I'm just not sure.




Could it possibly be what it is?



I am not that scared anymore.

Malandragem.

Eu boladona vendo fotos de balada aqui. E me deparo com essas coisas.


Meus amigos são muito, muito geniais. Malandrazee de primeira categoria.

Tem gente que consegue me divertir muito à distância.

<3