02/05/2008

Chouriçada...



Não consigo escrever nada de jeito…

Sometimes I just wish that I did not have any emotional mind-set. Although I am a cool kid, one of those wicked ones with a pocket full of kryptonite, my mind twists and shouts when I get emotional. I just wish I could lock my emotions in some kind of indestructible safe and trough away the key into the sea…

Life is always too short and complicated… Life is one of those birds made of fire that I try to hold in my shivering white hands…

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