Alice in chains

Target para Março de 2009 : Eu detesto o meu trabalho

Sometimes…

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Há um mês atrás: Lista de coisas de que gosto: Arrepios da dor do esforço quando treino, doce de abóbora feito pela minha avó, nozes, body milk de baunilha, comer na casa da Paula, do cheiro das patinhas da minha gatinha, dormir à tarde e sentir fresco na cara, ver sacos de plástico a voar, observar as pessoas, ter mil planos para fazer num dia, acordar cedo e cheirar a rua, correr à chuva, pisar poças, ver pessoas que não via há muito tempoa, o riso da Inês, da minha mãe, passar o domingo com a família, surfar no fim ou no inicio do dia, ir cedo para a praia, comer caracóis, músicas que façam borboletas na barriga, fazer compras sozinha, comer bolos e doces, ver séries semanais, conduzir descalça, dormir com a molécula, adormecer cansada.

Peneirar

lisboa j´taime

Eu tenho um segredo

a little peace of heaven

Quero ver, conhecer, sentir, ouvir, ler, comer, rir, chorar, gritar, perder a voz, encontrar a voz. Quero ir ao Pólo Norte. Quero viver em Berlim e Nova Iorque. E Lisboa. Quero produzir e comunicar. Quero reproduzir. Quero aprender para ser mais ignorante.

paris j'taime

fidelity

The other Boleyn girl

FIRE IN THE HOLE!!!

Need backup!!!

80's

cumplicidade...era isso que estavas a falar? Também já corri tudo.

saltar o muro final

zsa zsa zsu

Why do the good girls always want the bad boys?

Eu sou quem sou

Eu não sou quem gostaria de ser Não sou o que deveria ser Não sou o que a minha mãe gostaria que eu fosse Nem sequer sou o que fui Eu sou quem sou by Jorge Bucay p.s- Todas as neuroses começam quando procuramos ser quem não somos

So easy...

Maybe the past is like an ancor olding us back. Maybe you have to let go off who you were to became who you will be...

what cames first? the chicken, or the sex?

the midle

Don't write yourself off yet It's only in your head you feel left out Or looked down on Just try your best Try everything you can And don't you worry what they tell themselves When you're away It just takes some time Little girl, you're in the middle of the ride Everything, everything will be just fine Everything, everything will be alright, alright Hey, You know they're all the same You know you're doing better on your own So don't buy in Live right now Yeah, just be yourself It doesn't matter if that's good enough For someone else It just takes some time Little girl, you're in the middle of the ride Everything, everything will be just fine Everything, everything will be alright, alright It just takes some time Little girl, you're in the middle of the ride Everything, everything will be just fine Everything, everything will be alright, alright Hey, Don't write yourself off yet It's only in your head you feel left out Or looked down on Just do your best Do everything you can And don't you worry what their bitter hearts Are gonna say It just takes some time Little girl, you're in the middle of the ride Everything, everything will be just fine Everything, everything will be alright, alright It just takes some time Little girl, you're in the middle of the ride Everything, everything will be just fine Everything, everything will be alright

sundown

I'm a man?

yesterday got nothin' for me

Favorite

Este não o vou apagar.

Não há factos, apenas interpretações

Tema: Factos Nietzsche

first love

kundera part II

Ele tinha razão...A leveza é tanta que por vezes nem me sinto viva.

Leve

Dou por aberta a época da FELICIDADE!

m : Acho que aos bocadinhos chego lá

A antiga questão de kundera

Definitivamente (por agora) a leveza! ;)

Panóplia de emoções II

Hoje fiquei a tremer

The story by Brandi Carlie

All of these lines across my face Tell you the story of who I am So many stories of where I've been And how I got to where I am But these stories don't mean anything When you've got no one to tell them to It's true... I was made for you I climbed across the mountain tops Swam all across the ocean blue I crossed all the lines and I broke all the rules But baby I broke them all for you Oh because even when I was flat broke You made me feel like a million bucks You do and I was made for you You see the smile that's on my mouth It's hiding the words that don't come out And all of my friends who think that I'm blessed They don't know my head is a mess No, they don't know who I really am And they don't know what I've been through like you do And I was made for you. All of these lines across my face Tell you the story of who I am So many stories of where I've been And how I got to where I am But these stories don't mean anything When you've got no one to tell them to It's true...I was made for you Ohh yea it's true... that I was made for you Super bock!!! :)

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