quinta-feira, 31 de julho de 2008

É incrível.

Como eu odeio paga-pausisses.


E como eu estou me tornando o tipo de pessoa que eu odiava antigamente.

Tem coisas que MUDAM.

segunda-feira, 28 de julho de 2008

MEDO.

Li os últimos posts aqui e fiquei com medo.
Possts tristes mey, HUAUHEHUAE eu só posto aqui quando tenho alguma frase bizarra na cabeça.

Nhé, vocês sabem que eu não sou assim, ou acham que eu não sou.

Anyway, anyway.

Back.

Simplesmente de volta ao hospício.
Lendo Jack Kerouac.


"Têm coisas que nunca mudam."

quarta-feira, 23 de julho de 2008

Iei.

Everything is awesome.
Fundamentally.

terça-feira, 22 de julho de 2008

Yeah Man.

Pessoas sofrem.
A única diferença é que têm as que demonstram isso demasiadamente, as que demonstram de vez em quando, e as que não demonstram.

sexta-feira, 11 de julho de 2008

Step Down!

Férias, não aguentava mais a macacada.



To sem inspiração nenhuma para escrever aqui, mas queria deixar marcado que estou livre durante 2 semanas.
Minha sanidade mental agradece.

terça-feira, 8 de julho de 2008

Finja.

Finja que você se importa com tudo isso.

Eu sei que estás mentindo, omitindo verdades obscuras.






E sempre saberei disso.

Every single one has a story to tell.

Let's enjoy the life.

2012 is the end, you know.

Yes! We have bananas.

Grandpa is almost dead, in really for me he is dead already, but my father doesn't want to believe in it.
I imagine the big shit that will happen because of it, serious, huuuuuuuge fucking problems.

The great thing is that I'm like, giving a shit about it.

Sista is behind me, I think I will go to my room and then write the rest of this thing.

domingo, 6 de julho de 2008

05/07/2008

Simplesmente, melhor festa da minha vida.

terça-feira, 1 de julho de 2008

Pork and Beans.

They say
I need some Rogaine
To put in my hair
Work it out at the gym
To fit my underwear
Oakley makes the shades
That transform a tool
You'd hate
Ffor the kids to think
That you lost your cool

I'mma do the things
That I wanna do
I ain't got a thing
To prove to you
I'll eat my candy
With the pork and beans
Excuse my manners
If I make a scene
I ain't gonna wear
The clothes that you like
I'm finally dandy
With the me inside
One look in the mirror
And I'm tickled pink
I don't give a hoot
About what you think

Everyone likes to dance
To a happy song
(Hey, hey)
With a catchy chorus and beat
So they can sing along
(Hey, hey)
Timbaland knows the way
To reach the top of the charts
Maybe if I work with him
I can perfect the art

I'mma do the things
That I wanna do
I ain't got a thing
To prove to you
I'll eat my candy
With the pork and beans
Excuse my manners
If I make a scene
I ain't gonna wear
The clothes that you like
I'm finally dandy
With the me inside
One look in the mirror
And I'm tickled pink
I don't give a hoot
About what you think

No I don't care
I don't care

I'mma do the things
That I wanna do
I ain't got a thing
To prove to you
I'll eat my candy
With the pork and beans
Excuse my manners
If I make a scene
I ain't gonna wear
The clothes that you like
I'm finally dandy
With the me inside
One look in the mirror
And I'm tickled pink
I don't give a hoot
About what you think
Totally different?




Simplesmente.
Perfeita.