O Que É Um Ano?
O que é um ano pra quem aguentou um dia?
O que é um ano pra quem aguentou uma semana?
O que é um ano?
Pra quem tem vivido assim por meses que são décadas?
Um ano não é nada quando os dias são infinitos.
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*.mp3 - Supersimetria - Hoje É Sempre
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29 de mar. de 2012
26 de mar. de 2012
24 de mar. de 2012
bziiiing
Missing you to death. Almost literally to death. A year ago, I was watching you. A year ago, I was confused, but hopefull. A year ago, I tought "hey, maybe I can be happy". A year ago, I've started a chain of events that fucked everything up. A year ago. A fucking shitty year ago. Wish I haven't met everyone I've met this year. I wish I had died in your place.
No matter how loud I scream,
how silently I pray,
how hard I try,
how easy I look at things,
you're dead.
*.log - home
*.mp3 - none
*.txt - none
*.iso - none
*.dvd - none
Missing you to death. Almost literally to death. A year ago, I was watching you. A year ago, I was confused, but hopefull. A year ago, I tought "hey, maybe I can be happy". A year ago, I've started a chain of events that fucked everything up. A year ago. A fucking shitty year ago. Wish I haven't met everyone I've met this year. I wish I had died in your place.
No matter how loud I scream,
how silently I pray,
how hard I try,
how easy I look at things,
you're dead.
*.log - home
*.mp3 - none
*.txt - none
*.iso - none
*.dvd - none
21 de mar. de 2012
20 de mar. de 2012
Hammer
You never liked anyone, anyway.
And when you tell me that i'm immature,
well then, how can I get someone my own age?
You think it's easy,
and I have no doubts, for you, it is.
well then, try to look through my eyes.
Well then, try to have the love of your life killed
before you could enjoy it.
Try to be incapable of feeling hapiness.
Try to have this vortex of black thoughts,
everyday, everyhour, about everything.
You say "it would be better to you if you'd stayed alone"
I've got some news to you:
I am. As always.
I'm trying to stay with my head out of the wall,
but you, hammer, keep pushing me.
*.log - home
*.mp3 - Os Paralamas do Sucesso - Viernes 3 AM
*.txt - none
*.iso - none
*.dvd - none
You never liked anyone, anyway.
And when you tell me that i'm immature,
well then, how can I get someone my own age?
You think it's easy,
and I have no doubts, for you, it is.
well then, try to look through my eyes.
Well then, try to have the love of your life killed
before you could enjoy it.
Try to be incapable of feeling hapiness.
Try to have this vortex of black thoughts,
everyday, everyhour, about everything.
You say "it would be better to you if you'd stayed alone"
I've got some news to you:
I am. As always.
I'm trying to stay with my head out of the wall,
but you, hammer, keep pushing me.
*.log - home
*.mp3 - Os Paralamas do Sucesso - Viernes 3 AM
*.txt - none
*.iso - none
*.dvd - none
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