30 de março de 2008

"Posso ter defeitos, viver ansioso
e ficar irritado algumas vezes mas
não esqueço de que minha vida é a
maior empresa do mundo, e posso
evitar que ela vá à falência.

Ser feliz é reconhecer que vale
a pena viver apesar de todos os
desafios, incompreensões e períodos
de crise.

Ser feliz é deixar de ser vítima dos
problemas e se tornar um autor
da própria história. É atravessar
desertos fora de si, mas ser capaz de
encontrar um oásis no recôndito da
sua alma.
É agradecer a Deus a cada manhã
pelo milagre da vida.
Ser feliz é não ter medo dos próprios
sentimentos.
É saber falar de si mesmo.
É ter coragem para ouvir um “não”.
É ter segurança para receber uma
crítica, mesmo que injusta.
Pedras no caminho?
Guardo todas, um dia vou construir
um castelo…”


Fernando Pessoa
It was perfect.
O lenço que me ofertaste
Tinha um coração no meio
Quando ao nosso amor faltaste
Eu fui-me ao lenço e rasguei-o

Ainda me lembro esse lenço
vindo do teu seio turvo
escondi-o ainda humido
o peito de fogo intenso,
e se acaso hoje penso
do qual infantil receio
muito orgulhoso guardei-o
lamento a minha loucura
porque esse lenço perjura
tinha um coraçao no meio

esse coração bordado
por triste sina era o meu
e por isso ele morreu
onde o lenço foi rasgado
foi-se a chama do passado
foi-se a chama do passado
pois em cinzas, sepultaste
esse amor que atraiçoaste
(...)
Os teus olhos eram dois lagos
lascivo, era o teu seio
foi tudo éfemero enleio
breve e fugaz ilusão

Magoaste o meu coração...
fui-me ao lenço e rasguei-o.'


Tiago Bettencourt - O lenço





29 de março de 2008

Eu já vi muito disso eu já passei por isso
Há há, pega nada, eu já passei por isso

Depois daquela noite eu resolvi não olhar pra traz
Nunca duvidar não subestimar
Nunca ser tão tão legal



Charlie Brown Jr. - Hoje de noite

23 de março de 2008

Maybe this decision was a mistake.
You probably don't care what I have to say.
But it's been heavy on my mind for months now.
Guess I'm trying to clear some mental space.
I would love to talk to you in person.
But I understand why that can't be.
I'll leave you alone for good I promise.
If you answer this one question for me.

I just wonder,
Do you ever,
Think of me,
Anymore, do you?

First off let me say congratulations.
Heard that you just had a baby girl.
If she looks anything like her mother,
She's the prettiest thing in the world.
Swear that I'm not tryin' to start no trouble.
Tell your fiance he can relax.
I'll leave you alone for good I promise,
There's a question I just gotta ask.

I just wonder,
Do you ever,
Think of me,
Anymore, do you?

I know what we have is dead and gone.
Too many times I made you cry.
And I don't mean to interrupt your life.
I just wonder do I ever cross your mind?

I just wonder,
Do you ever,
Think of me,
Anymore, do you?

I just wonder
Do you ever
Think of me
Anymore
Do you?

I just wonder
Do you ever
Think of me
Anymore
Do you?

I just wonder
Do you ever
Think of me
Anymore
Do you?

19 de março de 2008

16 de março de 2008

I took the Polaroid down in my room,
I'm pretty sure you have a new girlfriend.
It's not as if I don't like you,
It just makes me sad whenever I see it.

Cause I like to be gone most of the time,
And you like to be home most of the time.
If I stay in one place I lose my mind.
I'm a pretty impossible lady to be with.


Joey never met a bike that he didn't want to ride,
And I never met a Toby that I didn't like.
Scotty liked all of the books that I recommended,
Even if he didn't I wouldn't be offended.

I had a dream that had to drive to Madison
To deliver a painting for some silly reason.
I took a wrong turn and ended up in Michigan.
Paul Baribeau took me to the giant tire swing.
Gave me a push and he started singing
I sang along while I was swinging.
The sound of our voices made us forget everything
That had ever hurt our feelings.


Now I'm home for less than twenty-four hours.
That's hardly time to take a shower,
Hug my family and take your picture off the wall,
Check my email write a song and make a few phone calls.
Before it's time to leave again,
I've got one hand on the steering wheel
One waving out the window.
If I'm a spinster for the rest of my life,
My arms will keep me warm on cold and lonely nights.

15 de março de 2008

Excuse me first love, but we’re through.
Forgive me first love, but I’m too tired.
I’m bored to say the least and I, I lack desire.
And I hear your words that I made up
You say my name like there could be an us
I best tidy up my head I’m the only one in love
I’m the only one in love
Adele - Melt my heart to stone
Found myself today singing out your name,
you said I’m crazy,
if I am I’m crazy for you.

Sometimes sitting in the dark wishing you were here
turns me crazy,
but it’s you who makes me lose my head.

And every time I’m meant to be acting sensible
you drift into my head
and turn me into a crumbling fool.

Tell me to run and I’ll race,
if you want me to stop I’ll freeze,
and if you are me gonna leave, just hold me closer baby,
and make me crazy for you.
Crazy for you.

Lately with this state I’m in I can’t help myself but spin.
I wish you’d come over,
send me spinning closer to you.

My oh my, how my blood boils, it’s sweet taste for you,
strips me down bare
and gets me into my favourite mood.

I keep on trying, fighting these feelings away,
but the more I do,
the crazier I turn into.

Pacing floors and opening doors,
hoping you’ll walk through
and save me boy,
because I’m too crazy for you.
Crazy for you
Ora, foda-se.

14 de março de 2008

"Risquei com raiva o teu número de telefone da minha agenda. Deito-me e começo a repetir em silêncio o teu número de telefone, não consigo deixar de o dizer, como se fosse a única coisa que pode derrotar a minha consciência por inteiro. Um número tão poderoso que sem ele a minha vida corre o risco de se desfazer, de se perder sem nunca mais voltar a encontar-se. Como se estivesse condenado a repeti-lo até ao fim dos dias, como castigo de te querer como te quero, por maldição. Quero parar este inferno e não consigo. Por fim, exausto, esqueço-me de mim, de ti, de tudo, durante alguns minutos e depois recomeço. O teu número de telefone que me amarra a este mundo que quero fugir."

13 de março de 2008

Promise?

I promise I'll try.


Should I give up?
we're just dancing, we're just hugging,
singing, screaming, kissing, tugging
on the sleeve of how it used to be
how's it gonna be?

so if you wanna burn yourself remember that I LOVE YOU
and if you wanna cut yourself remember that I LOVE YOU
and if you wanna kill yourself remember that I LOVE YOU
call me up before your dead, we can make some plans instead
send me an IM, i'll be your friend



Juno Ost - Kimya Dawson , Loose Lips
Well Sometimes I Go Out, By Myself, And I Look Across The Water.

And I Think Of All The Things, Of What You're Doing, And in my head I Paint A Picture.

Since I've Come Home, Well My Body's Been A Mess, And I Miss Your ginger Hair, And The Way You Like To Dress.

Oh Won't You Come On Over, Stop Making A Fool Out Of Me, Why Dont You Come On Over,
Amy Whinehouse - Valerie

Can I keep him

A pretty boy like you
With hands that could break me in two
But don't
Breaking away gently
Come on
Let's go

He's still warm
And close to me
I can see tears in his eyes
And I feel better