domingo, 28 de fevereiro de 2010

BURN

"Liar liar, pants on fire, hangin' from a, telephone wiree~~ ..." -The Used

BURN AS IF YOU DEPEND ON IT
BURN LIKE YOU COULD NEVER
BURN AS IF YOU CRAVE FOR IT
BURN MOTHERF*CKER, BURN FOREVER!

I hope all you liars burn.

segunda-feira, 15 de fevereiro de 2010

16-02-2010

I hate listening to love songs at night.
It gives me the nostalgic awful feeling of far away memories, of broken connections and unsolved issues.


Not now, let me have a clear thought.
I don't suffer for unrequited love, but for the ones i'm yet to meet, if i'll ever.
I hope i will. Will i?

No.
If I were to guess, i'd say I don't want to.

Filled as I am of weak, pathetic feelings such as these, cruel sensations that take little bits of my heart, I won't need liars, I don't need games.
And still no ones sees me. They only look, holding their strange eyes against me, craving answers from me. Answers I don't have , or am too selfish to offer.



I don't need anyone.
I need to sleep. Forever.
Need to hide my very boring existance from everyone, they'll never know I wasn't interesting enough to live.

Just Sleep my sweet. Tomorrow, you won't have to battle the sun, and he won't bathe you with his warm, decieved hopes.

segunda-feira, 8 de fevereiro de 2010

You can REALLY kill a lion.

Dois corações intoxicados
Atingidos pelo mesmo veneno
A essência do mal amado
Fatal ao pobre desconhecido

Mas todos aprenderão
Em desgostos perdidos acabarão
E restos, desperdícios,
Estilhaços de um amor fútil sobrarão

E custa me não ter reconhecido
Que eras tu que me davas o teu veneno a provar
Aquele liquido, Aqueles braços
Que agora custo a Abandonar

Por dentro, a sede consome-me
Imparável e destruidora
O aperto aumenta
E a dor assola-me, devastadora

Contudo, contar-te-ei, rodopiando e suplicando clemencia
Jogos, segredos e mentiras nos seus paradoxos complexos
Passam através da minha ignorante transparência
Não vou parar aqui, nestes mundos inversos e anexos.

girl with the crew shirt~