Am I asking you for something?

Did I have asked you for help? I don’t even wanna know your judgment. I don’t care about what you’re thinking. I’m sick of you, boy! Sick of you and your fucking attitudes, so sick about your critical thoughts about me, and your lack of guts to tell me everything face-to-face.
You and your perfect behavior, your amazing attitudes… Everything so perfectly calculated. I’m sick of you looking at me and disapproving everything I do or say. How dare you say that my behavior is unacceptable?!
Stop flattering yourself! Who the hell do you think you are? What do you know? You know nothing! You mean nothing to me.
I never needed you, never gonna need you.
You better look at yourself, and stop giving me fucking moral lessons. You know nothing about me, about what I feel, what live, what I think, what I've already been. You can't even handle yourself yet.
Wait till the day someone will put under your nose your defects, and blame you for being that way, and criticize you by live the way you want to live, and so think how you gonna feel about that, so then we'll talk.
So then maybe you can figure me out, 'cause now, you're just a lovesick childish boy, thinking you know me 'cause saw me cry.

I'm talking 'bout love.

Let’s turn this spark into flame. Inside this cold hull there’s only fire.
Come and burn with me.

Falta de jeito

Eu faço coisas estúpidas, e eu falo coisas idiotas.
Deve ser por isso que eu estou sozinha.

Samla diz:

nascemos para procriar natália, NÓS TEMOS QUE ACHAR
NOSSO HOMEM











Tá difícil amiga. "/

Poeminha bobo.

I miss the time
When people said
‘Oh! You shine!’
I miss the time
When I said
‘Sometimes, I feel like
I could fly!’
But every time I
Predict these words
Every little thing turns into
High and dry.






Poema tosco, mas saiu sem dificuldade, vale postar.
Tenho ouvido muito Radiohead e Coldplay - iss não é bom - DEFINITIVAMENTE.
E ah! Eu sou a menina da música We Get On, da Kate Nash! \o/

Eu sou uma piada.

O melhor seria se um desses caminhões-pipa passasse em cima de mim. Alias, um daqueles CEGONHAS.

(y)

Fazer o quê.

Eu já tô tão acostumada com o fracasso, e é tão comum eu me sentir frustrada, ou ter minhas expectativas frustradas que dessa vez não pode ser diferente.


E se eu quebrar, vou ficar inteira.