stab stab stab

You walk down Alameda shuffling your deck of trick cards over everyone
Like some precious only son
Face down, bow to the champion
You walk down Alameda looking at the cracks in the sidewalk, thinking about your friends
How you maintain all them in a constant set of suspense

For your own protection, over their affection
Nobody broke your heart
You broke your own 'cos you can't finish what you start

Walk down Alameda brushing off the nightmares you wish could plague me when I'm awake
So now you see your first mistake was thinking that you could relate
For one or two minutes she liked you
But the fix is in

You're all pretension, I never pay attention
Nobody broke your heart
You broke your own 'cos you can't finish what you start
Nobody broke your heart
You broke your own 'cos you can't finish what you start
Nobody broke your heart
You broke your own 'cos you can't finish what you start
Nobody broke your heart
If you're alone, it must be you that wants to be apart

encontrei!

yeyeyeyeyeyey!!!




<3

Passados quase 15 anos a única coisa que mudou na minha relação com a radio é o facto de já não estar com o dedo ao de leve no botão "Rec" horas a fio.
Tinha na porta do móvel da minha aparelharem um papel pintado de vermelho com letras garrafais brancas a dizer "No ar", um banco minúsculo onde me sentava com o nariz a menos de palmo e meio de onde rodavam as cassetes.
Lembro-me de ficar acordada no escuro a ouvir os prémios da MTV sem a minha mãe saber e de ir para a escola no outro dia com muito sono.
Só existia ant3na mas passavam Beastie Boys...
Mais incrível é não haver fotos de tamanha geekalhice.

Bendito sejas tempo antedigital.

can't believe

mmmmmmmmkay

Love is the triumph of imagination over intelligence.
H. L. Mencken

roubaram-me a bicicleta

estou com um desgosto profundo

When it's all over I'll let you know

If I ever feel better
Remind me to spend some good time with you

all the time in the world

you goat maya art uno

a tall dude