terça-feira, 23 de fevereiro de 2010
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 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.
domingo, 7 de fevereiro de 2010
terça-feira, 2 de fevereiro de 2010
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
Meus amigos são muito, muito geniais. Malandrazee de primeira categoria.
Tem gente que consegue me divertir muito à distância.
<3
Ha.
I lowered my guards.
And that's what I get.
Back to the old self now.
Some people might just be very undeserving. And perhaps not worth the trouble.
I hope I'm wrong.
And that's what I get.
Back to the old self now.
Some people might just be very undeserving. And perhaps not worth the trouble.
I hope I'm wrong.
segunda-feira, 1 de fevereiro de 2010
To be continued? Continued
He ran and ran and ran until his lungs were burning and his legs starting to give out.
He should have stayed and said all the things he wanted to, but he was too scared. Looking back now, it didn't look so difficult.
Nothing was more painful than the look she wore on her face. Running backwards and watching her mouth open and the tears starting to fall.
There was no way he could mend this now.
She had said she was broken, but this, this might have been the final straw, he tought.
The damage was done.
But he just couldn't go back and face it.
So he ran some more.
He should have stayed and said all the things he wanted to, but he was too scared. Looking back now, it didn't look so difficult.
Nothing was more painful than the look she wore on her face. Running backwards and watching her mouth open and the tears starting to fall.
There was no way he could mend this now.
She had said she was broken, but this, this might have been the final straw, he tought.
The damage was done.
But he just couldn't go back and face it.
So he ran some more.
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