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am i here, or there?
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And Still I Love You
I don't have everything
as a matter of fact I don't have anything
except dream of a better day
and you 2 help me find my way
Being a man I am sure 2 make mistakes
but 2 keep u I would do all it takes
and if it meant my love was really true
I'd gladly die and watch over u
I wish u knew how much I cared
u'd see my love is true by the life we'd share
Even if u changed your mind and said our love was thru
I'd want 2 die continuously cry and still I'd love u


The Mutual Heartache
Introduced with innocence
who would have ever guessed
that u were the one I had
been so desperately searching 4
u talk as I do but yet u don't
understand when I mumble
u c as I do but your vision is
blurred by naivete
This is the barrier that separates us
I cannot cross yet
There is 2 much of me that
would frighten u so I live in
heartache because we cannot
fully explore this love and
what of your heartache
Does it feel as sharp as mine
No matter where I go or how long it takes
I will never recover from this mutual heartache.



Untitled
Every word
cuts 2 the heart
conversations R ended
be4 they start
is this what u want?
Is this what
must be?

This is not a game
This is a love
one should be played
The other cherised
I feel 2 hearts breaking?

is this what u want?
is this what I want?
is this what must be?


Love Is Just Complicated
Love Is Just Complicated
you ask me 2 communicate
what it is I feel within
I search 4 words 2 assist
but I find none 2 help me begin
I guess love is just complicated
Love
is
just
complicated.

I thought I knew my heart's desire
I thought I quenched my burning fire
I thought I wanted "A"
But "A" was 2 mixed up with "B"
Then "C" made me more confused
So "A" turned off me and "B" feels
better. "C" is upset and lonely
and me, I think Love is complicated.
Love
is
just
complicated.
_____________________________(tupac)______________________________________

exodus

as vezes sinto k o meu coraçao para...literalmente, ja parou uma vez, pk n haveria d parar um dia destes? ou ate agora(ta a doer), isto é estranho... e nao, desta vez n estou a falar d amor(ainda),
ta literalmnte a doer, vai doendo, ja m tinha eskecido d dor, ja algum tempo k n doia(talvez agra j esteja a falar d amor)


I'm contemplating plots wondering which door to go

mas agora k voltei a realidade, doi.. e nao sei porke, talvez por consumir o produto interno bruto da jamaica, talvez, mas os medicos k nunca m iram autopsiar tb nunca iram saber, e tudo uma kestao d talvez, mas k s foda o talvez, talvez seja d merda do ar k respiro, talvez seja d merda k bebo e como, talvez seja da merda da edukkkaçao k m deram, talvez seja ate da merda k n vejo n tv.
por isso kem m pode culpar por fumar akilo k kiser...serei um drogado? nah, eu n vejo a tvi(excepto plo benfica), talvez assim m considera-s drogado...mas o k e um drogado? e akele k ta afastado d realidade, sedado, n pensa n reage, agora poderia nomear uns kuantos milhoes d drogados....
mas entao o k m considero? um doente, estou doente, e nao é gripe, tb n sao hemorroidas, e definitivamnt n e sida, talvez sim Sindroma d Insufeciencia d Dinheiro n Algibeira, nasci nesta sociedade, ela e a mnh mae, e s o ventre esta poluido cm kerem k eu regule bem?

se eu tivesse um desejo: desejava ter todo o dinheiro do mundo... e keima-lo todo logo d seguida.
"seria um mundo bem melhor"


a vida e tao bela kd soms criancas, mas d k vale isso s n passa d uma ilusao, uma cortina(acabei d matar o gajo d cokkka cola, uh... kero dizer, o pai natal)
somos criados p ser ratitos, e td mt bonito e vcs fazem o k a gent diz, dps soms promovidos a ovelhas, mantemos o sorriso k ja s tornou amarelo c o passar dos anos, a progamacao ja esta inserida, a endoutrinaçao da santissima trindade esta completa, kd falo em trindade refiro m ao triangulo da edukkkaçao, televisao e religiao, e va! agora trabalhem ovelhinhas! vendam s!
comprem s! mas lembrem s!!! ou melhor...
eskecam s d pensar! ai d voces k acordem! olha o papao, olha os terroristas, olha a gripe das aves, olha os pedofilos!!!

tenham medo, tenham muito medo...

(deixem m respirar)
....

"i have a dream" martin luther king

tudo s resume a isto, eu tb tinha um sonho, eu so keria ser feliz, kria viver akela ilusao k m foi programada, cresci no meio d ganancia, e nem pedia muito, so kria kela vida t td gent menos eu parecia ter, n vou falar d minha infancia.
mas smp m senti aparte, percebi k n soms julgados pelo k fazems, mas sim pelo k ja foi feito por nos, e tao bom termos a ilusao d escolha nao é? mas n consigo viver assim, ngm fez nada nd por mim, mas n esperem k eu o faça, s o meu caminho e ser ovelha..nah
tomo a mnh vida pelas maos ja aki

alguem m explica cm s faz hara-kiri c um taco d aluminio?
bem caga nisso...

isso seria bom demais, e eu n kero ser bom demais,

what goes around comes around

s m cospem em cima, bem, tb tnh d cuspir. olho por olho, dente por dente.
nada e gratis,
lembrem d uma coisa muito importante para a vida, nunca nada é oferecido
s algo e dado e porque outro algo ja foi tirado...

e ja nos tiraram muito, ta n hora d acordar as ovelhas...
mas eu n tnh forca para isso, falta m a forca
impera a dor...
kero fugir

levem m para o tibete, deixem m rapar o cabelo, deixem m viver c os monges, deixem m fugir ao dinheiro, a televisao e a sociedade...
deixem m ser um fantasma.
tomei as minhas decisoes, deixei uma vida d gajas dinheiro e erva(s outros s vendem, pk eu n poxo? e dificil estar acordado), deixei tudo isso pk acreditei, acreditei na mais velha ilusao do ser humano, o amor, tomei as minhas decisoes, e preparei m,
decidi viver a ilusao, tinha a forca... sentia m capaz, d acordar d manha e enfrentar o espelho, enfrentar o mundo, lutar por akilo k acredito, afinal sou apenas ainda um peixinho, mas sentia m capaz d seguir o caminho dos gds peixes, os peixes k importam.

get my weight up with my hate and pay em back when im bigger

o caminho ainda esta a minha frente, e tao simples como dar um passo, tudo esta claro a minha frente, e so seguir...
mas n kero andar, n consigo andar, n tnh vontade d andar
n tnh força...

nem a ambiciono ter...
ja n sonho...
(tirando o sonho em k beijei uma bela ninfa a noite passada)

por isso vou continuar em limbo...longe da vida, longe da morte, perto de mim...
a espera d ter forcas p lutar... ou o metro xegar ao tibete...

o k seria do camoes sem as tagides(ninfas do tejo)
hoje em dia so ha tainhas..

mas eu vi um golfinho...e vou atras dele

they say that every revolution every act, is an act of love, and this an act of love
all power to the people

the art of war

sun tzu disse:

a guerra e um assunto d importancia vital para o estado, o reino d vida ou d morte, o caminho para a sobrevivencia ou a ruina. é indispensavel estuda-la profundamnt.

li ch'uan: as armas sao instrumentos d mau agoiro. a guerra e uma questao tao seria k deve haver
toda a precauçao para k os homens nao entrem nela sem a devida reflexao

sun tzu disse:

todo o guerreiro s baseia n simulaçao.

pelo k o capaz s fingira incapaz e o activo aparentara a inactividade

kuando proximo, simule-s o afastament, kuando afastado, aparente-s a proximidade

oferecam.s engodos ao inimigo e, simulando a desordem, carregue s sobre ele

kuando s concentra, fazem-s preparacoes para o enfrentar.
evite-s o inimigo ond el s mostrar forte

enfureça-s o seu general confundindo-o

aparente-s inferioridade e active-s a sua arrogancia

mantenham-no sobre tensao e cansem-no

sun tzu- a arte d guerra

e chega d filosofia c mais d 2mil anos, vams avancar ate a idade media

NO K RESPEITA AO PRINCIPE NO TOCANTE A GUERRA

qoud principem deceat circa militiam

portanto, um principe n deve ter outro objectivo nem outro pensamento, nem tomar a peito outra materia, k n seja a arte d guerra e a organizaçao e disciplina militares, pois trata s d unica arte k pertence aos k comandam e tem tao gd poder k mantem nao so os d estirpe sao principes, como tb, nao raro, permite alcancar tal dignidade a homens d condicao simples.
em contrapartida, verifica-s os principes perdem os seus estados kd s dedicam mais as voluptuosidades do k as armas. ora a principal coisa k pode levar a perde-los e n ter em conta esta arte, e a causa k permite ganhar outros e fazere fzr delas oficios...

DA CRUELDADE E DA CLEMENCIA
E D KUAL É MELHOR: SER AMADO OU TEMIDO

de crudelitate et pietate, et an sit melius amari
quam timeri, an contra

voltando as outras kualidades atras enumeradas, digo k todo o principe deve desejar muito ser compassivo, e nao cruel. no entanto, deve acautelar-s e n aplicar mal a sua clemencia.(...)
no entanto, nao deve crer nem agir levianamente, nem s deixar invadir pelo medo, mas, sim,
proceder d modo moderado, com prudencia e humanidade, para k o excesso d confianca n o torne imprudente e o excesso d desconfiança n o torne insuportavel.
daki nasce um dilema: é melhor ser amado que temido, ou o inverso? respondo k seria preferivel ser ambas as coisas, mas, cm e muito dificil concilia-las, parece m mt mais seguro ser temido do k amado, s so s puder ser uma delas. ha uma coisa k s pode dizer, de uma maneira geral, de todos os homens: k sao ingratos, mutaveis, dissimulados, inimigos do perigo, avidos d ganhar. enkuanto lhes fazes bem, sao teus, oferecem t o seu sangue, os seus bens, a sua vida e os seus filhos, cm disse atras, pk a necessidad e futura, mas, kd ela s aproxima, furtam-s, e o principe k s baseou somente nas suas palavras encontra-s despojado d outos preparativos, esta perdido. as amizades k s conkistam com dinheiro, e nao pelo coraçao nobre e altivo, fazem sentir os seus efeitos-mas sao cm s nao as tivessemos, pois d nada nos servem kd delas precisams.

Os homens hesitam menos em prejudicar um homem k s torna amado do k outro k s torna temido,
pois o amor mantem-s por um laço d obrigacoes k, em virtude d os homens serem maus, s kebra kuando surge ocasiao d melhor proveito.
mas o medo mantem-s por um temor do castigo k nunca nos abandona.
contudo,
o principe deve fazer-s temer d tal modo k, s nao conseguir a amizade, possa pelo menos fugir a inimizade, visto haver a possibilidade d ser temido e nao ser odiado, ao mesmo tempo.
isto sucedera, sempre, s ele s abstiver d s apoderar dos bens e riquezas dos seus cidadaos e subditos e tambem das suas mulheres...

nicollo machiavelli- o principe

my only friend

This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end

Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I'll never look into your eyes...again

Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need...of some...stranger's hand
In a...desperate land

Lost in a Roman...wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain, yeah

There's danger on the edge of town
Ride the King's highway, baby
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway west, baby

Ride the snake, ride the snake
To the lake, the ancient lake, baby
The snake is long, seven miles
Ride the snake...he's old, and his skin is cold

The west is the best
The west is the best
Get here, and we'll do the rest

The blue bus is callin' us
The blue bus is callin' us
Driver, where you taken' us

The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived, and...then he
Paid a visit to his brother, and then he
He walked on down the hall, and
And he came to a door...and he looked inside
Father, yes son, I want to kill you
Mother...I want to...fuck you

C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
And meet me at the back of the blue bus
Doin' a blue rock
On a blue bus
Doin' a blue rock
C'mon, yeah

Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill

This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end

It hurts to set you free
But you'll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die

This is the end

jim.

doi

por favor, doi, n kero mais, sai, sai, doi!! deixa m, nao, por favor, n kero k doa mais, sai! n kero...
ajuda..

palavras minhas...

engraçado cm as coisas n mudam muito...

ok...xega d musica, ta na hora d encontrar as palavras perfeitas...
(isto vai ser divertido)
o k é k eu tnh p dizer? mt coisa, a verdadeira questao é, o k vou dizer? e por onde comexar, afinal, estas palavras tem d ser perfeitas. mas pk? o k e a perfeicao,
a perfeiçao é tudo akilo k nao temos(pk nc estamos satisfeitos), eu n tnh perfeicao, tu n tens perfeicao, e ngm tem perfeicao, mas todos temos um ideal, e é isso k eu tou a fazer, a lutar pelo k n tenho, por akilo k axo a minha perfeicao, e s eu axo no meu intimo, kem m pode dzr k estou errado? mesmo k aos olhos do resto do mundo akilo k eu faça seja errado, nc e errado a partir do momento em k eu acredite k estou certo, isto leva me a questao d deus, EU SOU DEUS!(e agra k obti mais atençao deixa m dzr) TU ÉS DEUS!
nao ha nenhum poder superior sem sermos nos proprios, nao ha destino k n seja eu k faça, ninguem m pode submeter a acreditar em algo k eu n vejo(e por isso k nao acredito no BEM e no MAL, acredito em mim)
eu sou o bem e o mal, alias eu sou tudo akilo k kiser, poxo rir me, poxo xorar, continuo EU, uma lagrima n difere absolutamnt nd d um sorriso, so apenas eu a expressar me.
mas antes k divague demais e m perca do ponto, deixa m dizer
NAO FAÇO A MINIMA IDEIA DO K VO ESCREVER A SEGUIR
e ixo é bom, pois eu
acredito....

ja nem sei em k acredito
(sera k falta muito p eu comexar a falar d amor por metaforas outravez?)
acredito k um dia irei morrer, e ate la irei lutar smp plo k acredito(ignorancia e uma bençao)
acredito no poder do individuo e nao do todo, pois kem diz k uma so pexoa n pod mudar o mundo, esta apenas a pensar cm as pexoas k n kerem k ela mude o mundo lhe imposeram.
ja experimentaram nem k por um segundo apenas, desviar o olhar do sorriso d mona lisa e ver o quadro por inteiro? nao e tao facil perceber k e apenas uma gaja pintada?
o k eu kero dizer c isto e k s as pexoas desviassem o olhar dos pormenores e tentassem ver o todo, perceberiam k e tudo tao simples.
nada acontexe por acaso, eu n tou a escrever isto por acaso, tudo tem um fim, eu tou a lutar por mim, pela minha vida(ou pelo menos nakilo k EU acredito k seja)
eu luto por algo k n tenho, luto por akilo k kd s tem, simplesmnt n sabems, so kd nao esta la é k percebems o knt e essencial a propria existencia. (metafora?)
sim estou a falar dos enzimas libertados pelo ser humano como forma d reproduçao e assegurar a sobrevivencia d especie, o k tb e vulgarment chamado d amor, mas o k e o amor?
para uns e tudo, para outros e nada, para mim é...
algo k n vejo, algo k n xeiro, k n toco, mas k condiciona td a mnh vida, pois faz do complicado simples n1 segundo tal cm o volta a complicar no segundo a seguir...
o k e absurdo pois eu continuo o mm, e ixo n m deveria afectar, mas afecta, tal cm a dor k sinto no peito afecta(nao é outro atake cardiaco!), eu xamo a exa dor amor, pois exa dor impede m d fzr tudo o k kero. mas ao msm tmp n impede, dame forca p lutar pelo perfeito, pelo k sei k e real, pois eu n vejo, mas mm axim doi cm tudo, logo esta la...
ou sera k n esta? sera k eu n sei o k sinto, ninguem pod saber por mim, por ixo, s n vao acreditar em mim, vao acreditar em kem? e se eu n acreditar em mim, vou acreditar em kem?
vou acreditar em kem m sorri, ou em kem chora por mim?
a resposta e simples
vou acreditar em mim-amo-te
(ou sera um atake cardiaco?)

mais um

1971-1996...

CAN U GET AWAY?

Ever since I met ya I could beat depression
It's like your man don't understand, all he does is stress ya
I can see your state of misery from the introduction
Ain't bout no suckin and touchin, just harmless discussion
Maybe we can see a better way, find a brighter day
Late night phone conversations -- would that be OK?
I don't wanna take up all your time, be the next in line
Tell me your size, let me find you things with you in mind
I can see you're cautious and I'm careful not to scare you
But anticipation of love makin
got you shakin when I'm standin near you
News of precision will prepare ya
In case you get scared, just ask the man in the mirror
Now the picture's getten clearer all he does is hit you hard
I tell you to leave, and you tell me keep my faith in God
I don't understand, I just wanna bring ya home
I wonder should I leave you alone and find a woman of my own
All the homies tell me that you don't deserve it
I contemplate -- but in my heart I know you worth it
Tell me can you get away?

Could it be my destiny to be lonely?
And checkin for these hoochies that be on me cause they phony
But you was different -- I got no need to be suspicious
Cause I can tell -- my life with you would be delicious
The way you lick your lips and shake your hips got me addicted
I'm sittin here hoping that we can find some way to kick it
Even though I got your digits gotta struggle to resist it
Slowly advance and miss my chance not to miss it
You blow me kisses
when he ain't lookin, now your heart's tooken
My only wish is that you change your mind and he get shook
Wanna take you there but you scared to follow, come see tomorrow
Hoping I can take you through the pain and sorrow
Let you know I care -- that someone's there for your struggle
Depend on me, when you have needs or there's trouble
I wanna give you happiness and maybe even more
I told you before, no time to waste we can hook up at the store
Can you get away?

I see you remiscin and I hope you listenin
In the position to pressure and offer competition
Me and you -- was meant to be my destiny, no longer lonely
Cause now it's on for you and me, all I can see
A happy home, that's my fantasy
But my reality is problems with your man and me
What can I do? Don't wanna lose you to the sucker
Cause if he touch ya, I got some drama for that busta =D
Don't wanna rush ya -- but make your mind up fast
Nobody knows -- on who controls will it last, before I ask
I hope you see that I'm sincere, and even if you
stay with him today I'm still here
I refuse to give up -- cause I believe in what we share
You're livin in prison and what he's givin can't compare
Cause everything I feel for you I wanna let you know
Passion it be yours and I'll never let you go
Tell me can you get away?

ando estranho

a minha nova namorada, "all i need in this life of sin, is me & my girlfriend"

ultimamente tnh andado zombie e est blog foi a merda, mas no bom espirito tuga, k s foda,
deixa andar(e ainda perguntam pk escrevo a vermelho, sim é para a mandar à merda querida)
toda gente fala mt merda, mas e so kd n m veem...
por ixo xegou a altura d dedicar mais uma musica, e desta vez atingi o limite, ate madonna oiço...
mas k s foda a musica ate e dos abba(ai esta um limite novo)

Time goes by so slowly
Time goes by so slowly
Time goes by so slowly
Time goes by so slowly
Time goes by so slowly
Time goes by so slowly

Every little thing that you say or do
I'm hung up
I'm hung up on you
Waiting for your call
Baby night and day
I'm fed up
I'm tired of waiting on you

Time goes by so slowly for those who wait
No time to hesitate
Those who run seem to have all the fun
I'm caught up
I don't know what to do

Time goes by so slowly
Time goes by so slowly
Time goes by so slowly
I don't know what to do

Every little thing that you say or do
I'm hung up
I'm hung up on you
Waiting for your call
Baby night and day
I'm fed up
I'm tired of waiting on you

Every little thing that you say or do
I'm hung up
I'm hung up on you

Waiting for your call
Baby night and day
I'm fed up
I'm tired of waiting on you

Ring ring ring goes the telephone
The lights are on but there's no-one home
Tick tick tock it's a quarter to two
And I'm done
I'm hanging up on you

I can't keep on waiting for you
I know that you're still hesitating
Don't cry for me
'cause I'll find my way
you'll wake up one day
but it'll be too late

Every little thing that you say or do
I'm hung up
I'm hung up on you
Waiting for your call
Baby night and day
I'm fed up
I'm tired of waiting on you

Every little thing that you say or do
I'm hung up
I'm hung up on you
Waiting for your call
Baby night and day
I'm fed up
I'm tired of waiting on you

love u more

cupido e psique, antonio canova



[chorus]
The more you put me through
The more it makes me wanna come back to you
You say you hate me, I just love you more
You don't want me, I just want you more
I buy you flowers, you throw 'em at me
I know it's sad but it's making me happy
The more that you slap me, the more that it turns me on
Because you love me and I love you more

[verse 1]
It's sick but who could ever predict we'd be doin' the same shit
We say that we do it for our baby but we don't, we do it for us
It's lust, 'cuz neither one of us trusts each other so we fuck
'till we bust, 'till cuss each other out, we know what it's about
Shout 'till I throw you out the house, you throw me out the house
I throw you on the couch, punch you in the mouth, we fist fight
'till we turn this mother out and apologize after, laughter
Pain, it's insane, we're back in the same chapter again
And it's sad but it's true, when i'm laying here with you
There ain't nothing anyone could ever say or ever do 'cuz

[chorus]
The more you put me through
The more it makes me wanna come back to you
You say you hate me, I just love you more
You don't want me, I just want you more
I buy you flowers, you throw 'em at me
I know it's sad but it's making me happy
The more that you slap me, the more that it turns me on
Because you love me and I love you more

[verse 2]
'Cuz I hate you, do you hate me?
Good, 'cuz you're so fuckin beautiful when you're angry
It makes me wanna just take you and just throw you
on the bed and fuck you like I don't even know you
You FUCK other people and I FUCK other people
You're a SLUT, but i'm equal, i'm a MUTT, we're both evilin our ways
but neither one of us would ever admit it
'Cuz one of us would have one up on the other so forget it
We can make accusations, people spread rumours
But they ain't got proof, 'till they do, it's just the two of us
You and me, 'cuz any chick can say that she's screwin' me
But you gotta believe it to a degree 'cuz true indeed
If you didn't I wouldn't be hittin', yeah I would
'Cuz the sex is too damn good, if I ran, who would I run to
that would be this soft and warm? So it's off and on
Usually more off then on but at least we know that we
Share this common bond, you're the only one I can fuck
without a condom on, I hope the only reason that I cope
Is 'cuz of that fact and I can bust in that, and that's why

[chorus]
The more you put me through
The more it makes me wanna come back to you
You say you hate me, I just love you more
You don't want me, I just want you more
I buy you flowers, you throw 'em at me
I know it's sad but it's making me happy
The more that you slap me, the more that it turns me on
Because you love me and I love you more

[verse 3]
I can never understand it, that's why I don't try
From junior high until we both die, you silly hoe why must we try
Is it really so rough that we must always call each other's Billy Goat's Gruff
Try to pull each other's legs until the other begs
We're lying to ourself, that's the beauty of it, yeah
'Cuz we truly love each other, that's why we always fight
And all we do is shove each other every other fuckin' night
And it's clear, it ain't gonna change, this pinned up rage
We both have, we both feel like we've been upstaged
By someone else, we both been someone else's someone else
The problem is neither one wants help, it's an addiction
And it can't be fixed, our family's mixed up
There's a baby sister in the mix and it hurts 'cuz the pieces to the puzzle don't fit
And anybody who thinks he knows us doesn't know shit
And they're probably just tired of hearing it all the time on every song
Every lyric and every rhyme, all the hoopla, all of the woopty woo
What you put me through, fuckin' woopty do
But I won't be made a fool of, if this is true love
You wouldn't do what you did last time, you wouldn't screw up
This time, 'cuz this time girl i'm tellin you what
You do it again and i'm fuckin' you up 'cuz no matter

[chorus 2]
What you say, what you do
I'ma hunt you down 'till I find you
No matter where you run, i'll be right there
Right behind you in your nightmares
So much for them flowers, and the candy
All the times that you threw it back at me
Told me you hate me, you 'gon hate me more
When you find out you can't escape me, whore

[chorus]
The more you put me through
The more it makes me wanna come back to you
You say you hate me, I just love you more
You don't want me, I just want you more
I buy you flowers, you throw 'em at me
I know it's sad but it's making me happy
The more that you slap me, the more that it turns me on
Because you love me and I love you more

eminem, love u more

adivinhem/guess

I was wandering in the rain
Mask of life, feelin' insane
Swift and sudden fall from grace
Sunny days seem far away

dou um premio a quem adivinhar d ke musica e este verso, e n vale por no google...
enkuanto pensam n resposta eu penso no premio..

ill give a prize to whoever guess from wich song this lyrics r from, doesnt count if u google it...
while u think of the answer ill think about the prize...

nasty xxx

ultimo suspiro

DISCONNECTED-FUNKSTORUNG

The flame is melting the wax away I’m locked in a stare 24 minutes make one day Am i here or there The street is filled with horses, riders There’s no single car All the kings men in front of a neon fortress Many moons and a single star I’m lost in one breath Many moons and a single star I’m lost New york becomes paris And paris turns into rome Italian girls are dancing To the symphony Made of one tone A little boy with grey hair Did ask me for a cigarette I said i can’t move I’m locked in a stare He stole my heart and he left Angry and sad He stole my heart And he left I’m lost (i don’t know, i don’t know what Cause i don’t know, i don’t know what) Bring my heart back It’s the only thing ive got Bring my heart back Cause without i’m dancing disconnected It’s the only thing i’ve got Bring my heart back Life is drawing itself In this electic night I’m walking sleepless In a painting of dali I see crying sculptures from bali I’m chasing an old man in high heels (i don’t know, i don’t know what Cause i don’t know, i don’t know what) Bring my heart back It’s the only thing i’ve got Bring my heart back Cause without i’m dancing disconnected It’s the only thing i’ve got Bring my heart back It’s beating stronger Maybe not longer I found a second one in my chest Bring my heart back It’s the only thing i’ve got Bring my heart back Cause without i’m dancing disconnected It’s the only thing i’ve got Bring my heart back Bring my heart back Bring my heart back Disconnected Bring my heart back At least apart Between your red colored nails

something 2die4?

instinto

as vezes sinto m axim...
c vontad d matar ratos, nao os pobres bichos k n fazem mal a ngm, mas sim akelas personagens kuase saidas d um desenho animado,
portanto
hoje vou tentar explicar o k vai n mnh cabeça kd tenho vontad d matar alguem...

imaginem akilo k vos irrita mais,
imaginem k estao fartos, tem um odio tao gd p libertar,
e cm n kerem xatear ngm, ficam n voxa
mas dps ha akelas coisas, k apenas gostam d x ouvir falar a elas mm, e n s apercebem
dos problemas k tao a criar.
basta um fosforo das tuas palavras, para os demonios n mnh mente acenderem o rastilho d td o odio, e explodir c toda a polvora n mnh alma...
danos colaterais? nao...
tu e k comexast as cabexadas a mnh mão.
o odio e tao gd k podia, espetar uma faca no teu pescoxo, e axistir enkuanto t afogavas no teu proprio sangue, tambem podia exibir o mais belho canhao d 9mm k ja viste...

-DE JOELHOS CABRÃO!! JÁ!
-porque...?
-PÕE ESTA PISTOLA NA BOCA PUTA, JÁ!
-mmmHUUm!!
-PORQUE TE DEVERIA DEIXAR VIVER SE JÁ ESTOU MORTO POR DENTRO, PARA TI E PARA OS TEUS AMIGOS...LEMBRAS-TE DE MIM?
-nnna..
(...)corpo cai no xao...

eu podia fzr um milhao d coisas, mas nada m pode retirar o prazer d t matar c as minhas proprias maos...imagina...
sentir o meu punho embater n tua traqueia, o k t deixa a ler durante uns segundos, os segundos k eu pciso p t dar uma joelhada n zona lombar e uma cabeçada no nariz...
felizmnt a partir dest momento tas zonzo o suficiente p n sentir a tua cabexa embater com a parede mais proxima ou objecto solido, sentes uma vaga impressao d ja ter paxado experiencias melhores, ignoras tars no chao e eu n ver ond ponho os pes...

-MORDE A BOTA FILHO DA PUTA! AHHH!
-........!

...e agora k t bato c a cabexa no chao... morre puta! morre sem nome....morre agora!!
aaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhaaah!grrrrrrrrrrrr
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAAH
AAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAAHAHAHAHAAHAAHH
HAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...

-epa... eu n vou limpar akilo...!