.A maior covardia de um homem é dispertar o amor de uma mulher sem ter a intenção de ama-la.
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~*"Dificil não é lutar por aquilo que se quer, e sim desistir daquilo que mais se ama. Eu desisti, mas não foi por não ter coragem de lutar, e sim por não ter mais condições de sofrer..."*~
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~*"Os ventos que as vezes tiram algo que amamos, são os mesmos que trazem algo que aprendemos a amar. Por isso não devemos chorar pelo que nos foi tirado e sim aprender a amar o que nos foi dado. Pois tudo aquilo que é realmente nosso, nunca se vai para sempre..."*~
Lalaralalalala Larara Larara
She's got a lip ring and 5 colours in her hair
Not into fashion but I love the clothes she wears
Her tattoo's always hidden by her underwear
But she don't care...
Everybody wants to know her name
I threw a house party and she came
Everyone asked me 'Who the hell is she?'
That weirdo with 5 colours in her hair
She's just a loner with a sexy attitude
I'd like to phone her 'cos she puts me in the mood
The rumour's spreading now that she cooks in the nude
But she don't care
She don't care...
Everybody wants to know her name
How does she cope with her new found fame
Everyone asked me 'Who the hell is she?'
That weirdo with 5 colours in her hair
segunda-feira, 11 de fevereiro de 2008
quinta-feira, 7 de fevereiro de 2008
Ma vie sans moi
Alone. You're alone. You've never been so alone in your whole life.
Now you feel like you wanna take all the drugs in the world, but all the drugs in the world aren't gonna change the feeling that your whole life's been a dream and it's only now that you're waking up.
Life is so much better than you think, my love. I know because you managed to fall in love with me even though you saw, what was it, you said 10%? Five maybe? Maybe if you'd seen it all, you wouldn't have liked me. Or you would have liked me in spite of everything. I guess we'll never know...
Without dreams you can't fucking live.
Some of us just can't live the kind of life that other people want us to live. No matter how hard you try, you just can't do it.
You love someone and you can't make them happy. It's kind of like you love them, but... you can't love them the way they wanna be loved.
You pray that this is your life without you
You don't know who or what you're praying to, but you pray. You don't even regret the life that you're not gonna have, because by then you'll be dead. And the dead don't feel anything. Not even regret.
This is you. Eyes closed, out in the rain. You never thought you'd be doing something like this, you never saw yourself as, I don't know how you'd describe it... Is like one of those people who like looking up at the moon, who spend hours gazing at the waves or the sunset or... I guess you know the kind of people I'm talking about. Maybe you don't. Anyway, you kind of like being like this, fighting the cold, feeling the water seep through your shirt and getting through your skin. And the feel of the ground growing soft beneath your feet. And the smell. And the sound of the rain hitting the leaves. All the things they talked about in the books you haven't read. This is you, who would have guessed it? You.
Now you feel like you wanna take all the drugs in the world, but all the drugs in the world aren't gonna change the feeling that your whole life's been a dream and it's only now that you're waking up.
Life is so much better than you think, my love. I know because you managed to fall in love with me even though you saw, what was it, you said 10%? Five maybe? Maybe if you'd seen it all, you wouldn't have liked me. Or you would have liked me in spite of everything. I guess we'll never know...
Without dreams you can't fucking live.
Some of us just can't live the kind of life that other people want us to live. No matter how hard you try, you just can't do it.
You love someone and you can't make them happy. It's kind of like you love them, but... you can't love them the way they wanna be loved.
You pray that this is your life without you
You don't know who or what you're praying to, but you pray. You don't even regret the life that you're not gonna have, because by then you'll be dead. And the dead don't feel anything. Not even regret.
This is you. Eyes closed, out in the rain. You never thought you'd be doing something like this, you never saw yourself as, I don't know how you'd describe it... Is like one of those people who like looking up at the moon, who spend hours gazing at the waves or the sunset or... I guess you know the kind of people I'm talking about. Maybe you don't. Anyway, you kind of like being like this, fighting the cold, feeling the water seep through your shirt and getting through your skin. And the feel of the ground growing soft beneath your feet. And the smell. And the sound of the rain hitting the leaves. All the things they talked about in the books you haven't read. This is you, who would have guessed it? You.
.circa survive.
1, 2, 3, 4
Leave just as you came
without a sound
nothing to ruffle your ends
I've been wondering around
making up movies in my...
I'm sorry, so let me go
let me try before I ever try
I already forget how I used to feel about you
Leave as fast as you came
no invitation
no where to go from here
I've been wondering around, wondering how I got so, got so...
so fucking bored all of a sudden
so fucking scared, I'm not scared
you'd mean so much more to me
you'd mean so much more.... if I remembered
Leave just as you came
without a sound
nothing to ruffle your ends
I've been wondering around
making up movies in my...
I'm sorry, so let me go
let me try before I ever try
I already forget how I used to feel about you
Leave as fast as you came
no invitation
no where to go from here
I've been wondering around, wondering how I got so, got so...
so fucking bored all of a sudden
so fucking scared, I'm not scared
you'd mean so much more to me
you'd mean so much more.... if I remembered
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