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It's hard to decide what is more important at the moment. I want to talk to you for hours, know everything there is to know about you, share everything there is to share. But I also want to kiss you, know the taste of your lips... And I can't do both at the same time...

everything is new and yet so old

I found out that knowing what I want or not, don't save me for wanting what I shouldn't.
It is hard to balance heart and reason, when the one that is all wrong for you gives you what your heart needs. And being happy for so long with out love makes me wonder if I shouldn't stay this way a bite longer.
Maybe its too much happening at the same time and not too much time to digest it. All I know is that the storm is just beginning and I don't know if I should hide or let the water take me.

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Now playing: Arcade Fire & David Bowie - Life On Mars? (Live at Fashion Rocks)
via FoxyTunes

Not me

at that moment, her loved one kissed her forehead and whispered: I love you.
she remained silent.
she already knew that but he never said it before.
she looked into his green eyes trying to find a reason why he had to say it now.
shivering, she woke up.
it was all a bad dream.
the words remain unspoken.

Then again...

There's always so less of me for all I want to give you.
There's always so much more that you deserve, than the little pieces that I give you.
And yet... You seem happy with what you get.

American Gods by Neil Gaiman

Para celebrar o 7º aniversário do seu blog, Neil Gaiman decidiu disponibilizar online, durante um mês, um dos seu livros á escolha dos leitores.
O escolhido foi 'American Gods' que estará online durante um mês

Flame

I think of all the things i wanted to say
but still i stay here speechless...

Zahara Sand's tales

No goodbyes, you simply left.
I don't know if you are alive or dead, just only that you aren't here.
What is left of you will soon be gone too.
Some will soon forget you, but not me. You left a mark in my life that is not easy to erase.
I have no means to reach you, to tell you how much I miss you, to show you the tears I cry since you are gone.
I did not choose to be in love with you and makes no sense to me the fact that I did. It shouldn't happen, but it did. The truth is, there is much to love in the little that i know of you.
It didn't make sense to me that you could leave your life because of what happened. But more than once I wanted to do the same.
Maybe someday we will meet again or maybe you are are out of my life for good.
I only wish you had said goodbye.

!!!!!! A minha Lomo só tem olho para a Hype!!!!!

Esta foi a minha tentativa de lomografar a Hype em frente à casa Gaudi...(!?!)

MIRROR, MIRROR ON THE WALL…

Diz-me de que és feito
Quando te escondes no quarto
Em noites frias
À espera de alguém que te ame
No pressionar de uma tecla
Sexo talvez
Sexo outra vez
- agora já sem o cigarro
- a música é a mesma
há anos que não se inventa nada de novo
- ‘tás a ficar velho
- talvez
- mas não se nota
- bom! E AQUILO ?...
- ( o amor? ) Porra! Deve ser arraçado de gambuzino!
- Digo-te do que sou feito:
argamassa-pó, qualquer-coisa-átomo, nada, Deus, what ever....

Onde está o Wally?

Procurem-no que ele está lá ;)