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há dias que não tenho paciência, não mesmo.
July 21st, 2009
I've just been through something,
that's left me in pain
in truth, cut me deeper than even you.
July 20th, 2009
You were smoking me, weren't you?
between your yellow fingers
you just inhaled and exhaled without saying a word.
July 19th, 2009
That secret that you know
but don't know how to tell.
July 17th, 2009
Now ask me, why do I feel my heart's on fire
ask me, why do I feel this strange desire
ask me, why do I feel like I'm falling?
July 16th, 2009
Meredith: (...) So yeah, I'm gonna go get married, because I think it's important to take the time to tell the people you love how much you love them, while they can hear you.
in Grey's Anatomy
July 13th, 2009
July 12th, 2009
July 9th, 2009
Then all of a sudden, I heard a note,
it started in my chest and ended in my throat
and then I realised I was swimming.
July 6th, 2009
I want to go back
to the time that I was sailing
and if I could just go home
I could go around in circles like before.
July 5th, 2009
And if you're waiting to find what's going on in my mind,
you could be waiting forever
forever and ever.
July 2nd, 2009
My name is Pearl
and I love you the best way I know how
my blonde curls slice through your heart.
♥
July 1st, 2009
June 28th, 2009
June 23rd, 2009
You know that it's time to go up, up, up, up, up.
(obrigada a todos pelos parabéns ;))
June 21st, 2009
"Gosto de ti
quando usavas calças largas e falavas pouco de manhã, embora durante algum tempo não soubesse lidar com isso."
:*
June 18th, 2009
(sou completamente apaixonada pela voz desta mulher. grande Carina.)
June 17th, 2009
Well, I was put together wrong
still I was made for you
when our stitches come undone we come together like glue.
June 15th, 2009
Go on and love her
love her forever
I will not tell her
I told you to
you'll never notice
how much I loved you
lovin's for fools
love is for fools.
June 13th, 2009
Não gostaste do que viste? É natural. Nem viste tudo o que podias ver, muito menos o que eu não quis que visses. Eu não sou uma montra, sabes? Tenho na garganta uma magnólia a florescer, nadam minúsculos peixes azuis por debaixo das minhas unhas, tenho o sexo transformado em ramos de açúcar. Não penses que ia ser assim fácil. De menina bonita posso facilmente transformar-me numa assassina. Quando quiseres o que não viste, vais também querer o que chegaste a ver. Mas vai ser tarde demais. O meu corpo é finito, o meu espírito não.
in O Mundo é Tudo o que Acontece, Pedro Paixão