Fill these spaces up with days
In my room
you can go you can stay
I can't sleep,
I can't speak to you
I can't sleep

Now these years locked in my drawer
I'll open to see just to be sure

I can't sleep,
I can't speak to you
I can't sleep

And So I'm reaching out for the one
And So I've learned the meaning of the sun
And all this like a message comes to shift my point of view
And watching it pull my own light as it tips a shade of you

Hold my wine hold it in
no bodys lost
but no body wins

And I can't sleep
I can't speak to you
I can't sleep

And So I'm reaching out for the one
And So I've learned the meaning of the sun
And All this like a message to shift my point of view
I'm watching through my own light as it turns the shade of you

I can't sleep
I can't speak to you
I can't sleep
I can't speak to you
I can't sleep

notes..

I just found these words I wrote long ago in a coat pocket:

"Though all my days are black and white now
and nights are still hard to get through,
I still wanna hit the road and see,
this world that I'm gonna leave soon" - 30.08.09

"If we're doin' the same thing at this exacly same time... baby, why aren't we doin' this together? (i miss you)" - 03.09.09

"Super amazing and fuckin' stupid (well, I think I am both...)" - 23.09.09

Each day brings me hope, but every night takes it away.

Maybe I should no longer believe in happy endings and once for all, just wish for an ending.

Tudo bem.

Enquanto o resto mundo dorme,

eu fico aqui sonhando..

Insonia terrível...

(amanhã será um longo, longo, looooooongo dia)

Secrets

My secrets are goin' to kill me someday. That's a fact I already learned to accept. I just hope they remain being secrets afterwords..

It's not good, it's not bad.. It just is.

Sometimes I feel like I've been everywhere, I've done everything and I've met everyone.. but what did I learn?

I feel like I'm walking in circles again..

a new consternation

I reveal different parts of myself to different people. NO ONE knows me whole.

I wish I knew why..

Momento filosófico de domingo: Querer bem a quem te fez mal é sinal de maturidade ou insanidade? Hmm.. na dúvida, fico com a segunda opção.

Imnsonia. Goin' out for another night drive..! =D

"If it makes you less sad, I will die by your hand. I hope you find out what you want. I already know what I am. And if it makes you less sad, we'll start talking again. And you can tell me how vile I already know that I am. I'll grow old and start acting my age. I'll be a brand new day in a life that you hate. A crown of gold. A heart that's harder than stone. And it hurts a whole lot, but it's missed when it's gone. Call me a safe bet. I'm betting I'm not. I'm glad that you can forgive. I'm only hoping as time goes, you can forget. If it makes you less sad, I'll move out of the state. You can keep to yourself. I'll keep out of your way. And if it makes you less sad, I'll take your pictures all down. Every picture you paint, I will paint myself out. It's cold as a tomb, and it's dark in your room, when I sneak to your bed to pour salt in your wounds. So call it quits or get a grip. Say you wanted a solution. You just wanted to be missed. Call me a safe bet. I'm betting I'm not. I'm glad that you can forgive. I'm only hoping as time goes, you can forget... You are calm and reposed. Let your beauty unfold. Pale white, like the skin stretched over your bones. Spring keeps you ever close. You are second hand smoke. You are so fragile and thin. Standing trial for your sins. Holding onto yourself the best you can. You are the smell before rain. You are the blood in my veins. Call me a safe bet. I'm betting I'm not. I'm glad that you can forgive. I'm only hoping as time goes, you can forget."

(♫)

181 canais em preto e branco!!!

Damn it.

Léo 1 x mosca 0

Lalalalala

I think I met someone.. :)

Back to Black

I hate the person I become when I'm not in love. That's a fact.

Depressão-pós-sábado

Cansei. A ressaca passou. Para onde vou agora? Praia? Shopping? Italia..?

The New Year

I wrote a very large post, tellin' everything that has happened since my last entry.. I mean, that was almost 2 years ago man, so yeah, it was a REALLY big ass post. For some reason, it got suspiciously deleted and I'm really pissed off right now. I mean, I spent almost one hour writing it out, remembering things that are painful to me and trying to make them fit in real small sentences as much I as could... for what.. it just got erased!!! Damn it blogger, now I know why I always quit this shit..