17.2.11
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Reflexos da Música XVII

"I don't wanna be like Cinderella
Sitting in a dark old dusty cellar
Waiting for somebody to come and set me free
I don't wanna be like Snow White, waiting
For a handsome prince to come and save me
On a horse of white, unless we're riding side by side
Don't want to depend on no one else
I'd rather rescue myself"
Cinderella by Tata Young
14.2.11
13.2.11
Não...
Não quero falar, não quero ouvir, não quero sequer olhar para a tua cara!
Por isso guarda as tuas falinhas mansas que não são precisas aqui... amanha posso fala contigo, mas não penses que muda algo... Até pudiamos ter discutido pela coisa mais simples, banal e estupida mas o que me disseste não perdoou... desculpa lá isso, se arruinei o teu pefect day ou se estraguei os teus planos super perfeitos de cabraozinho... mas fuck you .. até porrque gente como tu conheço eu a dar com um pau!
Por isso guarda as tuas falinhas mansas que não são precisas aqui... amanha posso fala contigo, mas não penses que muda algo... Até pudiamos ter discutido pela coisa mais simples, banal e estupida mas o que me disseste não perdoou... desculpa lá isso, se arruinei o teu pefect day ou se estraguei os teus planos super perfeitos de cabraozinho... mas fuck you .. até porrque gente como tu conheço eu a dar com um pau!
12.2.11
Just Because I'm human...
I'm jealous too... And I can't stant the little cute words that they keep saying...
(...)
When I said sorry, belive me, I feel it.
When you see me starting to cry, hold me and tell me everything’s gonna be alright.
When I ignore you, give me your attention.
When I’m quiet, ask me what’s wrong.
When I push or hit you, grab me and don’t let go.
When I’m mad and I walked away from you, follow me.
If I didn’t text you, it’s because I’m waiting for you to text me.
When I say I love you, Don’t doubt. I mean it.
(...)
I miss you baby...
7.2.11
Recalling you
As vezes fico a pensar em tudo de bom que passamos juntos... As cenas divertidas, o quanto vocês me completam... O quanto me sinto bem com vocês... Todos vocês, sem excepções...
Não vou falar aqui de paixões, ressentimentos ou culpas passadas... Todos vocês me preenchem de tal forma que mesmo as vezes sentindo-me sozinha sei que tenho com que contar...
Não vou falar aqui de paixões, ressentimentos ou culpas passadas... Todos vocês me preenchem de tal forma que mesmo as vezes sentindo-me sozinha sei que tenho com que contar...
Toda a gente que eu amo... amei... vou amar... todos aqueles que ja foram meus amigos...

Well...
6.2.11
Do you?
5.2.11
Reflexos da música XVI
4.2.11
2.2.11
Reflexos da Música XV
1.2.11
Bitter(sweet) memories
It’s a dream sweetie
It’s your own sweet pain
I know you hold it very still
It drives you madly insane!
Deep inside
You buried her alive
Crawling over the floor
She wants always more…
More!
More!
More!
Fuck those demons
And again the scored!
The ghosts of living-dead memories
Scratch my back in my sleep
They keep showing,
They keep calling,
They keep screaming as I breathe!
My eyes wide opened
Try to see beyond the line
As my body become dust
As my blood become wine!
When I wake up
I’m still not me…
As you can notice,
As you can see…
I’m holding you still
I just can’t let go
After all I love you,
And that’s all I really know…
Even if I say no
I’m sure you’ll hold me tight
When the monsters come out
You’ll protect me at night…
At least I try to believe
In the words my mouth keeps saying
At least I try to remember
The silly looks of tender…
It’s your own sweet pain
I know you hold it very still
It drives you madly insane!
Deep inside
You buried her alive
Crawling over the floor
She wants always more…
More!
More!
More!
Fuck those demons
And again the scored!
The ghosts of living-dead memories
Scratch my back in my sleep
They keep showing,
They keep calling,
They keep screaming as I breathe!
My eyes wide opened
Try to see beyond the line
As my body become dust
As my blood become wine!
When I wake up
I’m still not me…
As you can notice,
As you can see…
I’m holding you still
I just can’t let go
After all I love you,
And that’s all I really know…
Even if I say no
I’m sure you’ll hold me tight
When the monsters come out
You’ll protect me at night…
At least I try to believe
In the words my mouth keeps saying
At least I try to remember
The silly looks of tender…
23.1.11
Reflexos da Música XIV
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