terça-feira, novembro 30, 2004

true true LOL





You Know You're Addicted to Anime When...


You call your dog Shinji.

You perform a canon ball dive into a pool while yelling "Spirit Bomb!"

Your house has an anime room.

You and your friends flash peace signs and take girlish poses when you are happy.

You get an anime tattoo. even though you're scared of needles.

Your walls are covered in wallscrolls and posters from your favorite series.

If you use the term 'Kawaii' for describing everything.

You try to convince your girlfriend that 'cat ears' and 'tail' really looks good on them.

You can sing songs from your favorite shows, in Japanese, even though you dont speek Japanese...

You spent hours looking through your library for a copy of "The Universe of Four Gods"

You have legally changed your name to that of your favorite charcter.

You wear a necklace and fall down everytime someone says sit boy.

You insist on having an entrance that includes spotlights, music, and raining cherry blossoms (while you hold a rose if you're a guy).

Your only dream is to attend Tokyo U with a girl you haven't seen in 15 years.

You play an instrument and you nick name it Inuyasha

For valinetines day you buy a stuffed dog and make up your on japanese name for it

If you get mad at you teacher and draw a picture of her as a anime demon cat

You wtch Iron Chef constanly to pick up great recipes ( haven't done it but plan to )

You've bought a twenty dollar ring in the shaped of a dragon to show off at school.

You always have your hair covering your left eye and always fliping it so you look like a anime character.

You think that falling flat on your back with your legs in the air is a normal reaction to big news.

You are worried because you don't have several desirable members of the opposite sex frantically trying to make you fall in love with them.

You shave a cresent moon onto your cats head, dye the cat purple, then take it to school and insist it's Luna, your talking cat.

You go around town trying to eat donuts and act all crazy-like, all the while saying you're Vash the Stampede.

To resolve a conflict, you insist in a duel.

The employees at Gamestop know you, and tell you when you walk in if they've gotten a new shipment of anime DVDs.

You've gotten angry at someone and placed two fingers on your forehead shouted the word "Makanekasopo!" (specail beam cannon or light of death) and then poked them in the eye.

You waste countless amounts of hair gel to get that "Goku look"

You map out points in Tokyo where the Dragons of Earth might attack

You believe it is possible for a person to be severly beaten in the head with a large hammer, stick, etc...and still come out alive.

You have a moment of confusion whenever you go to school because there are no girls in those tiny little skirts that come with their school uniform

You yell out 'Baka hanyou Inu-Yasha!' at your birthday party and everyone (except your parents) knows you're talking to your boyfriend.

You tell your parents you need to stay out past curfew to save the colonies.

Each time you see a stray animal, you turn your hat sideways and throw one of those plastic Pokeballs Burger King was giving out in their kids' meals yelling, "POKEBALL, GO!"

You add "no da" to the end of all statements you make

The majority of your CDs are Japanese or the English version of a Japanese soundtrack or the English soundtrack of an anime that just decided that it would use English in its songs.

You misplace your manga and someone at school you don't even know gives it to you saying they knew it was yours.

You incorporate Japanese, somehow, into every class.

You can sing songs from your favorite shows, in Japanese, even though you dont speek Japanese...

You use random Japanese words such as baka, kawaii, and hentai.

You try to read every book from right to left

You take a break from watching anime to go to your computer (nicknamed Lord Conti) to download anime (for previewing purposes only! ;) ), while visiting your favorite anime forum, while listening to Japanese webradio...

You call your parents Oka-san and Otou-san

You say ITADAKIMASU!! before you eat your meals

You think that locket your boyfriend gave you will turn you into a magical girl

You'll risk grounding to get a good new fanfic.

You constantly say "w00p" after almost every sentance.

You insist on chopsticks for everyday use.

Your bookshelf is filled with anime boxed sets and no books

You stop listening to the radio because english makes no sense to you anymore and it's your first spoken language

You call yourself "otaku."

All of your family portraits have been altered to the proper super large eye size.

Random battles seem to erupt wherever you go.

You take the time to write messages on your cigarettes, only to burn them right away.

Your dreams are animated.

You naru punch all the guys at school, and then wonder why they don't follow you around like keitaro follows naru.

You hold your eyes really wide all day trying to make them stay big

Duct tape is really funny to you and most of your threats involve taping people to walls.

When you're washing dishes you yell out "SUPAH WAVE SMASHUH!" or any water attack.

You run out of space on your computer because the hard drive is taken up by hundreds of anime pics, mp3s, midis, and music videos.

You spend all night trying to figure out how many people you can get to go in with you on buying the complete collection of Sailor Moon episodes in Japanese.

You spend your whole spring break working on an anime webpage.

You expect to see a teardrop over someone's head when they get embarressed.

You start to speak with an odd accent.

You can watch two animes in the same room at the same time and still have the TV off.

You know your favorite character's bloodtype.

Knowing Sailor Moon helps you on an Astronomy test.

You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends who are addicted to anime.





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domingo, novembro 28, 2004

Silent Tears

As silent tears
Fall down my cheek
They're filled with pain
From away down deep
A broken heart
That's cried for years
Distrustful hearts
Cause silent tears

You say your love
For me is true
but then you doubt
my love for you
My heart is broke
The chill is gone
How or why
Will I go on

This hurts so bad
It's over now
We must go on
Some way some how
My broken heart
Will never mend
The fact we face,
This is the end

As silent tears
Fall down our cheeks
They're filled with pain
From way down deep
Our broken hearts
Will cry for years
Cause distrustful hearts
Cry silent tears

domingo, novembro 21, 2004

Taequ y esykas dnyhcseden y sahcykas...

Mulher não nasce, torna-se mulher...

"A mulher não nasce mulher, torna-se com o passar do tempo.
O seu par, forçosamente tem que ser: um aliado, um companheiro,
um cúmplice, um amigo, e acima de tudo o seu ombro das horas
boas e ruins, nos altos e baixos, muito antes de ser seu amante
na cama e fora dela. Sim porque amar não tem lugar !


Se ela não vem pronta, e vai aos poucos sendo construida ;
com a sua femilidade, se dá o contrário. Porém, mesmo já nascendo
feita, sua sexualidade é construida aos poucos. Dificuldades existirão,
serão superadas e de repente eis que...
Ela se descobre Mulher !


É nesse ponto que ela as vezes termina descobrindo que o tão sonhado
par, a tão esperada companhia de todos os seus dias, o tão sonhado
companheiro, o amado amante, o namorado, não é tão parceiro e cúmplice,
quanto ela espera e deveria ser.


Cabe a ela conduzi-lo no desbravamento dos seus próprios recantos,
da sua sexualidade e nas suas preferências, algo que é construido
de mistérios e indagações, mas que nem por isso é um quebra cabeças,
e tampouco é a mulher; uma Caixa-de-Pandora.


Cabe a ela ser autêntica e nunca estar preocupada em fazer tipo
apenas para ser notada, para a conquista. Ela será sempre verdadeira
da cabeça aos pés, do início ao fim. Tomando emprestado as palavras
de Diego Logullo, ela será sempre a "mulher calcinha-de-algodão" .
Porque é sendo autêntica que ela se impõe, se faz notar, é descoberta,
e acima de tudo é amada e querida do anoitecer ao amanhecer.
A autêntica "mulher calcinha-de-algodão" .


Como diz Diego , o que realmente importa não é a cena, a bebida,
o lugar; e eu acrescento, o carro, a roupa e os acessórios de grife,
copos ou taças de cristal, estes, bem podem ser, como diz ele,
os de requeijão; o licor, a bebida importada, os talheres finos,
as toalhas de luxo e o roupão de banho também importados.
O que importa é a companhia certa;
o respeito e a cumplicidade genuinos. Do início ao fim.
Do amanhecer ao anoitecer."


"mulher não nasce, torna-se mulher";
pena que poucos homens entendam isso.
A mulher chega ao mundo sem roupa e sem manual, e tem que seguir
sua solitária travessia na busca da sua identidade emocional,
e sua sexualidade, não raras vezes incompreendidas,
quando não se condena ela mesma, ao fingimento,
para o resto dos seus dias.

Mesmo assim seu cúmplice e seu companheiro, não poderá se arrogar jamais
no direito de ser e se achar dono do seu corpo, que não raro, nada dele
conhece, tanto quanto não conhece a alma daquela que busca lhe dar sua
intimidade, e em troca quer apenas o seu respeito, carinho, e amor.
Enfim, ser reconhecida como a mulher que aos poucos foi lapidada pelo
próprio tempo.


... ah! se todos os homens entendessem, a delicadeza e a complexidade da
sexualidade feminina, a vida a dois seria indiscutivelmente mais equilibrada...

quarta-feira, novembro 17, 2004

er... okis tou a começar a gostar mais! :D




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You are "Sleeping"

John Kerry







I'm a sleepy japanese smile??? omg.. i know i'm a sleeply one ... :x





You Are Not Scary

Not Scary!

Everyone loves you. Isn't that sweet?



Isto ja sao estalos a mais destas quizes... :s





You Are From Venus



You love all forms of beauty. You love dressing up and anything luxurious.
A social butterfly, you're incredibly popular and a great host.
You're known for your fairness and affection. And as a frind to all.
Careful though! You're desire to please may make you too willing to conform.
Be yourself. Focus on what matters to you. You'll be all the more popular for it.



OMG!!! am I like this???? :x





You Are a Look At Me Blogger!



Cute pics, blog drama, whatever it takes to get traffic.
You're notorious ... either loved or hated by all!



hope this is wrong.. i don't look at me like this.. :s

terça-feira, novembro 16, 2004

Recovering

This is my first chance for recovering from everything I've been through all this past months... to get myself healed from all of my scars... to really start my life, my new Life!!! With all my friends beside me.. and all of my beloved ones... with my angel... supporting me... Feeling that I'm beeig supported by someone makes me really want to get back to my origins... to what I really am! To feel that sweet love from everyone that I know.. new or old friends.. they are all my pillar of strenght, all are my support, my reason to be happy, my reason to smile.. my reason to be what I was once again! To fight against this curse that I lived with... Now I can live normally... now I can enjoy life as it is supposed to enjoy... I can forget all my reasons to cry... and get my reasons back to smile, laugh and have fun! To live happy! As I was wishing to do, for a long time... Thank you everybody.. for giving me the time I needed.. to support me all the way.. for being by my side on those horrible times... times I cried, and I was trying to escape and you told me not to do that... you always told me to fight. To keep fighting. Now that I have even more chances to do that, to learn to fight for my happiness.. That's what I'll do! THANK YOU ALL!!!

A big kiss

Angel ;)

segunda-feira, novembro 15, 2004

From Autumn to Ashes - Autumn Monologue

Oh why cant I be what you need
a new improved version of me
but i'm nothing so good
no i'm nothing
just bones, a lonely ghost burning down songs
of violence of love and of sorrow
i beg for just one more tomorrow
where you hold me down fold me in
deep deep deep in the heart of your sins

I break in two over you
I break in two
And each piece of me dies
And only you can give the breath of life
But you dont see me, you dont...

here i'm in between darkness and light
bleached and blinded by these nights
where im tossing and tortured til dawn
by you, visions of you then youre gone
the shock lifts the red from my face
when i hear someone's taking my place
how could love be so thoughtless, so cruel
when all, all that i did was for you

i break in two over you
i break in two
and each piece of me dies
and only you can give the breath of life
but you dont see me you dont..

i break in two over you
i break in two
and each piece of me dies
and only you can give the breath of life
but you dont see me you don't...

i break in two over you
i break in two over you, over you
i break in two
i would break in two for you
now you see me
now you don't
now you need me
now you don't

domingo, novembro 14, 2004

Chimaira - Dead Inside

I felt so alone
You left feeling so empty and needing
Can't see the glitter in you
You called me all the time
Hiding behind your lies materialistic
Go away
You don't know what it's like to be dead inside
You called him a friend to help you get through it
I see your true face now
Well my tears are gone, I am happy now
Thanks for making it clear
Go away
You don't know what it's like to be dead inside
I am dead to you
You take my heart and used it as a tool
I wish that this would just go away
You can't find love you can't cry tears
And you won't be crying alone
Who are you today - another face erased

36 crazyfists - Bury Me Where I Fall

Come brush away these fists
And I will tell you everything
I hope you know how long I'm lacking
So carve my name and take me to the strength under it all
Then bury me where I fall

Push and pull like sex machines, like sex machines
Push and pull like sex machines, like sex machines

Questioning if I should even be here
I won't make that same mistake
And taking to bed all these things that I hate
I will complain, I will complain

A bleeding light has made us all want to just wash away
And best believe I want it blinding
Under it all I black out holes and glorify disguise
Still draining me from all this strife

Push and pull like sex machines, like sex machines
Push and pull like sex machines, like sex machines

Questioning if I should even be here
I won't make that same mistake
And taking to bed all these things that I hate
I will complain, I will complain

Stare at the sun
Staring at the sun

Questioning if I should even be here
I won't make that same mistake
And taking to bed all these things that I hate
I will complain, I will complain

Bury me where I fall

Fear would kill us all... but love will come to save us from death...


Can we trully trust this thing called love..?
When it can be so beautiful.. but it can be sometimes so destructive...

I'm beggining to fear love... and if fear will really kill us.. and just love can help us out... so.. this means... that the fear will really kill me... cuz I'm afraid of love... I'm not afraid of loving someone.. I'm afraid of that feeling.. this strange feeling.. that no one can control... It's so strong.. so powerful... so dangerous... that.. it can save us, but on the other hand we might get killed for love...

Tell what you think about it...
I would like to have more ideas... more ways of looking at this...

Help me out to figure this...

Chobits - Raison d'etre

If I walk carelessly down the familiar street
Surely it'll be reflected in these eyes
In the advancing stampede
Is my hidden, cowardly heart

Raison d'etre that way
Raison d'etre like it's the same
Why am I laughing, sinking, floating?
I'm searching for the key, always searching
Where it is? That door's key...

Time keeps passing while you don't notice
There are things more important than words
While waiting for the sign to teach me
I'll leave from the pointing vector

Raison d'etre today in this world
Raison d'etre is that wich I can believe in
The faint light and vivid, untarnished love
I'm searching for the reason, always searching
Where did it vanish to? That reason to be...

If I keep getting lost in the wide, deep labyrinth
It's okay to force the clouded lense to shine

Raison d'etre that way
Raison d'etre like it's the same
Why am I laughing, sinking, floating?
I'm searching for the key, always searching
Where it is? That door's key...


Acabei de ver os Chobits! é lindo lindo lindo! aconselho a todos os generos de pessoas tanto por ser extremamente cómico, como fofo e transmite uma bela ideia do que é o verdadeiro amor. ;) Afinal nao sao apenas 26 episodios, tem mais um extra que também ja o vi. Vale a pena. a serio. não é de chorar no fim por tristeza ou alegria mas é de ficar a sorrir como se as personagens fossem nossas amigas. (lol! okay, okay!! eu também sou um pouco (pouco??? acho nao é assim tão pouco mas é para nao ser muito dramática lolada) exagerada visto que para mim o Manga, anime, e jogos de Final Fantasy sempre que leio, vejo ou jogo torna-se um mundo para mim e quero sempre saber tudo sobre as personagens fazendo com que quase que me relacione com elas de tanto que sei delas.)

Um beijo grande!

Angel

sexta-feira, novembro 12, 2004

Cold Night...

Noite fria... com uma caneca de chocolate quente nas mãos... quarto frio.. vazio... só eu... ouço as minhas músicas... relaxo.. penso... revejo episodios da minha vida... revivo-os quase... vejo-os longe.. a desaparecer.. imagino nos seguntes... tento fazê-los agradáveis de imaginar.. de sonhar acordada... sonho com algo que vai depender muito de mim... que eu sinto que assim vai ser se me esforçar verdadeiramente.. a minha vida... parece tão complicada.. talvez por a complicar tanto... não... não estou triste, em baixo ou desanimada.. eu estou bem... estou neutra... nem muito sorridente nem com ar tristonho... estou apenas eu.. nas núvens.. a tentar não cair de nenhuma... a tentar manter-me o mais leve possivel de maus pensamentos.. que me perseguem... que me atormentam... que me tornam agresivam, depressiva.. não é assim que quero ser.. não é assim que vou ser.. isto é só temporário.. eu sei... eu sinto isso... a origem do meu tormento acabou.. agora a minha vida é outra.. começou de novo aquela vida calma... alegre... com vida... sem preocupações... a minha vida.. que me lembro tão bem.. tão despreocupada... tao alegre.. tao viva.. tao sorridente... amiga... calma... meiga... nunca agressiva sem razao ou com quem não merecia qualquer agressividade da minha parte...
Vejo que tenho que voltar ao que era... com ajuda de quem já me conhecia de antes... que espero que leiam isto e me ajudem... que me apoiem... e mesmo quem não sabe como eu era... que me conheceu na pior fase da minha vida... e que infelizmente já levou com muita pancada... por que eu simplesmente tenho medo de tudo e todos... porque me fecho ao mundo... a mim mesma inclusivé... chego a defender-me de mim mesma... tenho medo.. tenho pavor de fazer algo mal.. de cometer algum erro... de que qualquer coisa que diga ou faça esteja mal aos olhos dos outros e que seja criticada à força toda por isso... tenho medo de cair e não me conseguir levantar... e como já me disseram.. cair só é bom se soubermos levantarmo-nos... e eu tenho medo de não me saber levantar sozinha.. antes sabia... e muito bem.. agora já não sei se ainda consigo... se ainda me lembro... por isso as minhas defesas sobem sem me dar conta.. inconscientemente já estou na defensiva e contra-ataco um ataque que não existe... e parece que quanto mais tento não me expor.. pior faço.. e se me aprecebo disso... as minhas defesas tornam-se ainda mais cerradas... e perfeitamente impenetraveis... não deixo que ninguém me ajude.. não deixo que ninguém me acalme.. e quem tenta sai magoado.. luto sempre contra isto.. este sentimento de medo.. que me faz levantar por qualquer razao as minhas defesas em grande... mal consigo... parece que fico cega.. que deixo de saber o que faço...
Mudei muito em muito pouco tempo... passei de calma a agressiva.. de alegre a deprimida... de meiga a bruta... apenas mantenho... a minha sensibilidade... só que já não a demonstro como antes... já não sei como agir... sei que está algo mal... posso até nem saber o quê mas preocupo-me... não comigo.. mas com os outros... so que a minha agressividade já fez o que está mal na situação que me preocupa... faz-me falta a minha calma... e o pensar antes de fazer as coisas... sempre fui impulsiva... mas não estava combinado com agressividade que hoje tenho... por isso nao tinha um resultado explosivo... e destrutivo...
Espero conseguir voltar ao que era.. antes de perder quem me é querido... quem me é importante.. e que já sofreu com este meu medo... criado pelos meus tormentos... pela origem dos meus tormentos... não fui e nunca serei perdoada e com razao... nao censuro... mas... espero poder continuar a fazer parte da vida dessas pessoas... de uma em especial...

um grande bjo... talvez distante pois continuo a pensar... mas com carinho e amor sinceros...

Angel

Two traveling angels

Two traveling angels stopped to spend the night in the home of a wealthy family. The family was rude and refused to let the angels stay in the mansion's guest room. Instead the angels were given a small space in the cold basement. As they made their bed on the hard floor, the older angel saw a hole in the wall and repaired it.
When the younger angel asked why, the older angel replied,
"Things aren't always what they seem."

The next night the pair came to rest at the house of a very poor, but very hospitable farmer and his wife. After sharing what little food they had the couple let the angels sleep in their bed where they could have a good night's rest. When the sun came up the next morning the angels found the farmer and his wife in tears. Their only cow, whose milk had been their sole income, lay dead in the field. The younger angel was infuriated and asked the older angel how could you have let this happen? The first man had everything, yet you helped him, she accused. The second family had little but was willing to share everything, and you let the cow die.
"Things aren't always what they seem," the older angel replied.

"When we stayed in the basement of the mansion, I noticed there was gold stored in that hole in the wall. Since the owner was so obsessed with greed and unwilling to share his good fortune, I sealed the wall so he wouldn't find it." "Then last night as we slept in the farmers bed, the angel of death came for his wife. I gave him the cow instead. Things aren't always what they seem."

Sometimes that is exactly what happens when things don't turn out the way they should. If you have faith, you just need to trust that every out come is always to your advantage. You just might not know it until some time later...


....
Should we all look at life like this..?

quinta-feira, novembro 11, 2004

Depois de um tempo afastada...

Volto ao meu 1º blog para deixar um grande abraço aos que mais amo.. aos que mais falta me fazem... às pessoas mais importantes da minha vida... para que nunca se esqueçam de mim.. para que saibam que vos adoro muito e que penso todos os dias em voces... por tanto já sabem que tão cedo nao se livram de mim.. lol ;)

voces sabem a quem me refiro.. sao voces... que cá vêm ler este blog.. que cá vêm deixar comentarios que me animam... ou que simplesmente ainda me fazem rir mais um pouco... que me fazem voltar ao que sempre fui...

Espero poder sempre contar com voces todos os dias... todos os momentos... tal como espero que saibam que podem igualmente contar comigo...

(tenho 5 minutos para sair daki.. acabou de dizer o cota... :s que posso dizer eu em cinco minutos??? help??? lol)

ADORO-VOS A TODOS!!! nunca me esqueçam...

Let me smile to you once more as I used to do some time ago... :)

Bjo grande (gata, jodan, DreaMaker, e todos os amigos e amigas que também adoro ;) eheh)


***Angel*** ^.^

domingo, novembro 07, 2004

for lost guys... who don't get a thing about us...

30 Things About Girls......

1. When a girl says she's sad, but she isn't crying, it means she's crying in her heart.
2. When she ignores you after you've done something wrong, it's best to give her some
time to cool down before touching her heart with an apology.
3. A girl can't find anything to hate about the guy she loves (which is why it is so hard for her to 'get over him' after the relationship's over.)
4. If a girl loves a guy, he will always be on her mind every minute of the day, even though she flirts with other guys.
5. When the guy she likes smiles and stares deep into her eyes, she will melt.
6. A girl likes to hear compliments, but usually is not sure how to react to them.
7. When a particular guy flirts with a girl very often, a girl would start thinking the guy likes her. So if you treat a girl just as a friend, go easy on the smiles and stare ok?
8. If you don't like a girl who likes you, break it to her gently.
9. If a girl starts avoiding you after you reject her, leave her alone for a while. If you still treat her as a friend, talk to her.
10. Girls enjoy talking about what they feel. Music, poetry, drawings and writing are ways of expressing themselves (which explains why most girls like writing journals).
11. Never tell a girl that she is useless in anyway.
12. Being too serious can turn a girl off.
13. When the guy she likes calls her for the first time, the girl may act uninterested during the call. But as soon as the phone is back on the hook, she will whoop with joy and immediately start telephoning her friends to spread the news.
14. A smile means a lot to a girl.
15. If you like a girl, try making friends with her first. Let her get to know you.
16. If a girl says she can't go out with you because she has to study, leave.
17. But if she still calls you or expect a call from you, stay.
18. Don't try to guess a girl's feelings. Ask her.
19. Hearing the words "I love you" is a great reassurance to a girl that she is beautiful.
20. After a girl falls in love with a guy, she'll wonder why she never noticed him before.
21. If you need tips on how to flirt with a girl, read romance stories.
22. When class pictures come out, a girl would first check who is standing next to her crush before actually looking at herself.
23. A girl's ex-crush will always be in her memory, but the guy she loves now stays in her heart.
24. Girls love having fun!
25. A simple 'Hi' can brighten a girl's day.
26. A girl's best friends usually know best what she is feeling and going through.
27. Girls hate it when a guy pays attention to them just to get close to their 'prettier' friend.
28. Love means devotion, caring and happiness to a girl, in that order.
29. Some girls care about looks, some care about brains, but ALL girls want a guy who will love and care for them.
30. Girls want nothing more than to feel loved.

er.. yeah..


star-girl.org


How are you going to die? Find out @ star-girl.org!


lolada!

....lágrimas....

...invadida por um enorme silencio...algo n m permitia falar... não conseguia... e lágrimas escorriam pela minha cara... grandes lágrimas me lavaram o rosto... me mantiveram naquele silêncio doloroso... sem forças... olhos inchados... boca seca... rosto pálido e sem qualquer vida... sem reacção... tentativas de conforto me foram oferecidas... e quieta me mantinha a chorar... o conforto chegou até mim... mas não parou aquele crescente sentimento de dor... de pânico... lavei a minha cara em lágrimas... afundei-me numa tentativa quase falhada de adormecer.. onde apenas os pensamentos da razao destas lágrimas me vinham a cabeça... volto a chorar.. e molho a minha almofada... choro até não poder mais e adormecer de cansaço... entro finalmente no mundo dos sonhos... também neste chorava... em silêncio... sofria... sofria por ver o que não queria.. o que me magoava... quem me magoava...

Que faço eu aqui afinal de contas?... sirvo apenas para mostrar a dor que sinto...? sirvo para ser massacrada...? alguém que me ajude...
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sábado, novembro 06, 2004

As a lost angel...

Here I stay...




Loving you from really far away... hopping that I might have found my "One and Only" that will be only for me... I stare.. I care.. I worry about you.. I try my best to make you happy... I try my best to make you love me... not hurt you... not lose you... and now I wonder... are you my "One and Only"?

Can you answer me this question?




I love you so... still I feel you don't notice it... you don't understand it...
I keep dreaming of you every night...



Every moment... feeling you away.. feeling unnoticed... unnapreaciatted...

Show me...
if you are my "One and Only"...
Show me love...
Show me..
What can you give me...
Tell me everything that you feel...
...can you do it?

Deftones - 7 words

I'll never be the same, breaking decency
Don't be tree trunk, don't fall on my living roots
I've been humming too many words, got a weak self esteem
That's been stomped away from every single dream
But it's something else that brought us feaze
Keep it all inside until we feel we can't unleash
I think that you made it up, I think that your mind is gone
I think you shouldn't have glorified, now your wrong

Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!
They fuck with my head
Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck! bitch

You and me are here alone face flat along the edge of the glass
But I'm not here to preach, I'm just sick of thugs
My parents made me strong to look up that glass
So why should I try, act like I'm a little pissed off
With all that shit that needs to stay back in the shell
Because your punk ass made it up, your fucking mind was gone
Shoud've never glorified, now your right

Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!
They fuck with my head
Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!

You don't know me, shut up you don't know me
Squeal like a pig when you big fuckin, big fuckin, ahh!!
Well I'll tell you about my smoke stack
What's coming back jack, We'll turnback
Curse for in their words in their words
Tell them that you fucking heard
I mean, they know that's what's coming nigga and you're a quitter
I thinking 'bout something naughty and won't tell anybody
So thinking of me by now but you go grab it
I'd like to think, for who I down this shit
I belong where they be, 'cause we can not get back those lives
We exist to cease, understand
That god hates blacks shades and all the players
Mr. P.I.G cause I fuckin see
Sure already done crushed all of my brothers dignity
And to the jury can't be no turn is all,my skin looks colored
Does that mean I'm burnt
Cause your punk ass made it up, your fuckin mind was gone
Should've never glorified, WRONG!!

Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!
They fuck with my head
Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!Suck!
You bad, BOY!

sexta-feira, novembro 05, 2004

~10 things I hate about you~

I hate the way you talk to me
And the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car.
I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots
And the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick --
It even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way you're always right.
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh --
Even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when you're not around
And the fact that you didn't call.
But mostly I hate the way
I don't hate you --
Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.

segunda-feira, novembro 01, 2004

Just some thoughts...



Like this picture... feel calm..but feel lost.. feel okay.. but feel alone...

Left there... no one saw me yet... no problem at all.. I'll get up... and I'll move forward... but I won't find what I want to find yet.. I will fall down again here... I will fall asleep here again... but I won't give up.. not yet.. nedd to find.. need to have... need to be with you...

Want you... need you...

Peacefull... this silence.. sometimes good.. othertimes painfully to hear...

so I sing once more... so I won't be alone.. cuz I know you'll hear me.. and so.. you'll always be by my side...

Beyond - Chobits

Finding a promise, we vowed on that day
With our hands connected, walking, why we could see far away
What is the important thing?
To know a lie
If it becomes a dream
It'll be complained about
Along with the depths of a smile
Confusion is buried

Break the wall, I want to deliver it to you
From the important pain

Put weight on the words and put weight on the heart
Let's try anything
If the path you're concentrating on is let go
The unstable things are all in ourselves
So realize it
Find more of the truth

From the ordinary incident, after something was awakened
From the changing scenery we were disoriented
What is the separated thing?
Don't go against it
If it's forgiven a bit
Pick up the scent
In the sleeping memories
A toy is there

Break time, I want to touch it
It's a mysterious wind

Pay attention to yesterday, pay attention to your eyes
Let's find anything
I don't know other things, I want you
All the great things are in the depths of the smile
No one touches it
Like a code, the true you

Pay attention to the words, pay attention to the heart
Let's try anything
If the shaking feelings are calmed
All the unstable things are in both of us
So realize it
The undeniable truth, want it tomorrow...
Find it soon...


Let me be with you.. my angel...hold me tight and never let me go...