this month, day 10

I am the last person you can call
don't even know how we've met somehow
all begin must lead us into an end
I'll finish this shit this month, day ten
if someday we get to meet again
in a car crash, plane wreck, terrorist attack
or maybe next thursday nite
don't bother saying hi
I'll be rude
only with you

I'm gonna tell you what i'll do
I'll break your face in two
I'll break your legs, break you arms, break yourself in two
I'll break you in ten if i have to
creation is something you don't give much attention
I'll be rude

estou irritadíssima...

...por estar a ouvir a minha vizinha do primeiro andar a lavar o seu querido pátio, nada de anormal não fosse ela estar a gastar uma quantidade de água que daria para matar a sede a 5 aldeias africanas durante 3 meses e ainda regar 3 hectares de plantações durante um mês

tudo isto porque pegar numa esfregona é fodido e a mangueira cheia de pressão é tão mais cool

calm down:

I am

yey!

Friday Mornings

AUTOLUX

anos de espera!

e agora tenho de aguardar mais 20 minutos para o ouvir :|

está aqui mas comprem o original.

duas pessoas que falam de cuecas no skype

´


You are a fever
You ain't born typical




Maria João tenho tantas saudades tuas*

não sei como...

...mas hoje acordei com a cabeça nos pés.

é errado pôr o volume no máximo e encostar a testa às colunas

The silence we've found always prouder than the voice you lost.
Clawing through words dropped from lips
content with a last breath like a heretic.
Finding a dream of salvation; a hint of reality too involved for imagination.
This will be a tribute to the years we've spent building so much nothing,
a homage to our hands lost to empty sounds.
The loudest days hiding hopeless eyes;
looking for a lifeline but only breaking ties.
We are so many lifetimes away from the one we want to be.
Take your place and play the part.
Wear your make-up like a weapon.