Miss you so!

Johnny Mathis - When A Child Is Born

Bang bang

You're dead!

- What is he like?
- He's just so like you.

I guess nowadays people don't know how to keep a word

"tu disseste-me uma vez que as pessoas, de uma forma ou de outra, acabam por afastar-se de ti e eu disse-te que eu não o faria. Ainda não o fiz, pois não?"

http://marinablanc21.blogspot.com/2010/03/desisto_18.html

I thought I saw your face today
But I just turned my head away
Your face against the trees
But I just see the memories
As they come
As they come
And I couldn't help but fall in love again
No, I couldn't help but fall in love again


I saw it glitter as I grew
And loved a boy I never knew
I thought this place was heaven-sent
But now it's just a monument
In my mind
In my mind
And I couldn't help but fall in love again
No, I couldn't help but fall in love again


And the cars and freeways implore me to stay
Away out of this place
My mother said, "Just keep your head and play it as it lays"


And the cars and freeways implore me to stay
Away out of this place
My mother said, "Just keep your head and play it as it lays"


I somehow see what's beautiful
In things that are ephemeral
I'm my only friend of mine
And love is just a piece of time
In the world
In the world
And I couldn't help but fall in love again
No, I couldn't help but fall in love again
No, I couldn't help but fall in love again
No, I couldn't help but fall in love again


(Zooey Deschanel -- I Thought I Saw Your Face Today)

However I am thinking...

I do worry about me too...

It should be

"I read and walked for miles at night along the beach, writing bad blank verse and searching endlessly for someone wonderful who would step out of the darkness and change my life. It never crossed my mind that that person could be me."
 
(Anna Quindlen)

Saudades

Rui diz:

Não tens saudades?

Rock Bottom diz:
Ás vezes.
Tenho saudades do mar, da praia, do cheiro a maresia, das ruas desertas, do rio, do pinhal...
Sim, disso tudo, tenho bastante.

Never change

You know when those people you thought who would never leave just go away...

People are a continuous disappointment. And I am too dumb to learn.

Now she puts me thinking on something that’s been inside of my head for so long…
Do all of them have any idea of the hole their silence and distance leaves under the chest? Will they ever feel the same hole?
I guess not.

The mind

-STOOOPPPPPP!!!!!!!!
- B...But I didn't make a move...

Yesterday it seemed pointless.
Today I gave up.
Tomorrow I shouldn't thinking of it at all.

So long, so wrong.

"- I just woke up one day and i knew

- knew what?
- What I was never sure of with you
(silence)
- You know what sucks?
Realizing that everything you believe in is complete and utter bullshit.
It sucks.
- What do you mean?
- uh, you know, destiny, and soul mates, and true love and all that childhood fairy tale nonsense.
You were right.
I should have listened to you."

I could...

R diz:
Qual o pais que gostavas de ir
E que ainda nao foste?

Rock Bottom diz:
none

R diz:
A serio?
Nao és nada curiosa entao

Rock Bottom diz:
nada

R diz:
:)

Rock Bottom diz:
wtv

R diz:
OMG

Rock Bottom diz:
what ?

R diz:
Oh My God

Rock Bottom diz:
yes my dear, i understood
but omg , what?

R diz:
isso pa mim é estranho
que nao sejas curiosa

Rock Bottom diz:
that is so simple
dont u think?

R diz:
ao ponto de quereres conhecer outros paises, culturas etc...

Rock Bottom diz:
its only because u have life inside and i dont

R diz:
wot?

Rock Bottom diz:
nevermind

R diz:
Lool
Everyone has life inside
:)
Rock Bottom diz:
buh bye

R diz:
mas pronto axo que ha pessoas que tem + vida que outras
tambem é verdade
E a vida é pa ser vivida
Seja de que forma for
e com isto me vou
Que amanha começa + 1 semanita e esta noite nao preguei olho

Rock Bottom diz:
yah yah
cheap talk
take care

R diz:
baci
boa semana


[i could actually die and no one would ever notice]

Somehow

Here is gone.

O tempo. Sempre sem tempo.
Diria que até me sobra.
Tempo de espera. De inquietação.
Tempo indeterminado.
Cavalgante, o tempo que ficou.
O tempo.
Deveria fazer-lhe o mesmo que me faz.
Dar-lhe a cheirar a própria ausência
Nos seus passos colossais.
E sentir-se morrer aos pouquinhos
No travesseiro amolgado.

Uma vez resolvi alugar um quarto...

Título do anúncio: "ALUGA-SE QUARTO A RAPARIGA ESTUDANTE"

Um dos vários interessados do sexo oposto:

"Boa tarde,


Estou interessado no quarto.
Chamo-me Nuno e tenho 32 anos.
Queria apenas referir que sou naturista.
Há algum problema relativamente a isso?
Sei que muitas pessoas ainda lhes custa um pouco aceitar o naturismo por isso pergunto...
obrigado e cumprimentos,
aguardo sua resposta.


Nuno Bessa"
 
 
Além de ser naturista, também não sabe ler, suponho...

I recall...

...a bus conversation
- humm... de quem é esta música?
- Don Henley. (smile)

"those days are gone forever. I should just let'em go."
In fact.



De todos os integrantes dos Eagles, Don Henley teve a carreira a solo de maior sucesso.
Após a separação do grupo em 1982, lançou o seu primeiro album a solo, denominado "I can't Stand Still".
O segundo album sairia em 1984, "Building the perfect beast". O álbum vendeu mais de dois milhões de cópias e permaneceu nos tops por mais de um ano. Tendo grandes êxitos como "Boys of Summer", "All She Wants to Do Is Dance",  "Not Enough Love in the World" e "Sunset Grill".
O terceiro álbum saiu em 1989 "The End of the Innocence", sendo o seu maior sucesso comercial. O álbum vendeu mais de três milhões de cópias e ficou nos tops por quase três anos, lançando os singles "The End of the Innocence","Heart of the Matter", "Nova York Minute", "How Bad Do You Want It?", e "The Last Worthless Evening".
 Em 2000 ele lançou seu quarto álbum de estúdio "Inside Job".

They painted up your secrets


And the lies they told to you

And the least they ever gave you

Was the most you ever knew

And I wonder where these dreams go

When the world gets in your way

What's the point in all this screaming?

No one's listening anyway.

Your voice is small and fading

And you're hiding here unknown

And you mother loves you father

'cause she's got nowhere to go

And she wonders where these dreams go

'cause the world got in her way

What's the point in never trying?

Nothing's changing anyway.



They press their lips against you

And you love the lies they say

And I tried so hard to reach you

But you're falling anyway

And you know I see right through you

'cause the world gets in your way

What's the point in all this screaming?

You're not listening anyway
 
 
 
The goo goo dolls - No one's listening

What if

I wouldn't wonder at all.

I'm saying it to you now, friend.

“You look like you. And that’s just beautiful”

Couldn't care less

Oh my heart can’t carry much more
It’s really, really aching and sore
My heart don’t care anymore
I really can’t bear more
My hands don’t work like before
I shiver and I scrape at your door
My heart can’t carry much more
But you couldn’t care less
Could you

Your face don’t look like before
It’s really not like yours anymore
Your eyes don’t like me no more
They quiver and they shift to the floor
My heart don’t beat like before
It’s never been this slow
No my blood don’t flow anymore
And you couldn’t care less
Could you

Could we stop and sleep for a spare
We can turn this ditch into a well
And send that old devil back to hell
But we really don’t care do we

Baby let’s stop and sleep for a spare
We can turn this ditch into a well
And send that old devil back to hell
Your back’s not straight like before
You really shouldn’t carry me no more
I’m much too heavy for you
I’m really quite a mess, yes
We just don’t care anymore
We’re crooked and were cut to the core
We’re just not there anymore
But we really don’t care do we
No, we couldn’t care less
We couldn’t care less
Could we?

The Cardigans - Couldn't care less

What's the way

to love someone?

Rock Bottom diz:

Eu vou aninhar-me na cama e abraçar-me até adormecer. Deve bastar.

A sweet old fashioned notion

Bogart & Bergman in Casablanca.

Hoje acordei e, para não variar, parecia Domingo. Mas, pela primeira vez, desde que me lembro, soube bem ser Segunda-feira.

Hoje acordei e apeteceu-me ouvir housemartins.

Seguidamente, uma súbita vontade de despir este egocêntrismo e encontrar corpos para além do espelho.

Fascina-me folhear estes registos virtuais e descobrir o quanto a pessoas dão de si em cada parágrafo. O quanto se expõem. O quanto libertam. O quanto partilham.

E eu sempre tão guardiã de mim.
 
 
 

I've been in disguise forever

Am I just like you?

Feeling the moment slip away


Losing direction you're losing faith

You're wishing for someone

Feeling it all begin to slide

Am I just like you

All the things you do - can't help myself



How do you feel when there's no sun

And how will you be when rain clouds come and pull you down again

How will you feel when there's no one

Am I just like you



Turning to face what you've become

Bury the ashes of someone

Broken by the strain

Trying to fill that space inside

Am I just like you

All the things you do - can't help myself



How do you feel when there's no sun

And how will you be when rain clouds come and pull you down again

How will you feel when there's no one

Am I just like you

All the things you do



Don't ever feel

That you're alone

I'll never let you down

I'll never leave you dry

Don't fall apart

Don't let it go

Carry the notion

Carry the notion back to me



Feeling the moment slip away

Feeling the moment slip away



Cause I'm just like you



How do you feel when there's no sun

And how will you be when rain clouds come and pull you down again

How will you feel when there's no one



Am I just like you?



(Feeder - Feeling a moment)

The rescues

are gone long ago.

E agora atiras-me tudo isso à cara. Fogem-te as palavras como que um espirro.
Fui eu que não quis; fui eu que não quis sequer querer.
Falas como se soubesses. Como se tivessem sido longos os diálogos sobre o nosso querer ou não querer; sobre quem queria quando o outro não queria.
Falas como se as tuas mãos me dessem um abanão de repreendimento. Como se a saudade, que o tempo nos deixa no colo, não bastasse.

What do you do

when you realize you just don't know what to do???

"Eyes move, this could die"
Eyes moved.

Old damages are uncurable and deep
and taking control of the body and grip;
grim thoughts dropped in the air
leaves inside the chest feelings that scare

Mes jours comme mes nuits

Friends, Lovers or Nothing.

Breaking up with the joker.

It's still the same old story