sexta-feira, 16 de abril de 2010

I never thought the day would come. When we'd have to say goodbye. But now the time has come, As I wipe the tears from my eyes. I've lost everything that meant anything to me. But in my ears, I still hear your voice ringing.

Haunting me in my dreams, I've tried running but I can't. I tried to make sure my love wasn't seen. Right here is where you left me to stand. You walked away while I was reaching for your hand. Once again, I let you slip away.

The city is so cold tonight, It's exactly what I feel inside. I only wish I could have one more chance, Please one last dance. This kills me slowly. You kill me slowly with the way. I know you won't come back. And I regret everything I said.

Haunting me in my dreams, I've tried running but I can't. I tried to make sure my love wasn't seen. Right here is where you left me to stand. You walked away while I was reaching for your hand. Once again, I let you slip away.

I love you. And I'll scream so loud that everyone in this place, Will hear every word I say. But this is my time, my time to let go. There was so much you didn't know.

Haunting me in my dreams, I've tried running but I can't. I tried to make sure my love wasn't seen. Right here is where you left me to stand. You walked away while I was reaching for your hand. Once again, I let you slip away.

quinta-feira, 25 de fevereiro de 2010

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1,2,3 a musica infinity começara a tocar, solta-se álcool, tabaco, gritos, roçam-se uns aos outros e por fim solta-se o beijo. como ainda hj nos rimos ao relembrar toda aquela festa gonçalo, até c a simples frase do sr carlos " anda cá chavala " enfim... depois daquele dia tornaste-te tão importante, dps daquele beijo (beijo suculento uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh) odiei-te como niguem quer dizer ñ a ti, mas pelo que tinha feito e sabes bem porque, mas repara foi a puta daquela festa que nos uniu e agora de nada me arrependo, juro-te voltava a fazer tudo de novo, se para ter a tua amizade, o teu carinho e a tua parvoice fosse preciso ir até horta parta representar outra festa como foi aquele eu IAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA crl ia logo a correr a cagar a mijar de lado. O que eu quero te demonstrar c isto é que já ñ és apenas "aquele gajo parvo" és o "meu gajo parvo". E obrigada, obrigada msm por me ajudares nesta fase da minha vida porque ás vezes só c um olhar teu me reconfortas por 30 dias... Adoro-te Gonçalo CUSTÓDIO serafim



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sábado, 20 de fevereiro de 2010

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É preciso correr riscos, seguir certos caminhos e abandonar outros. mas nenhuma pessoa é capaz de escolher sem medo. E pergunto-me.. de que serve escolher com o coração se o único caminho a que nos leva é a podridão?