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hoje é o segundo dia que passo sem falar com você.

tem sido difícil, mas ouso dizer que hoje foi mais difícil ainda, uma vez que não tenho sequer conseguido administrar meus afazeres. fiz faxina na casa, almocei, cochilei por 20 minutos e você estava na minha cabeça em todos esses momentos.

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1. Has your greatest fear ever come true?
No. And I’m alive because of it.

2. What’s a song that has special meaning for you?
I can’t think of a song like that right now. Music is kinda of my drug, so I’m always listening to many significant songs. The last meaningful one I can recall, because it is very recent, is “Vienna”, by Billy Joel. I sent it to a guy I’m currently seeing because he’s always too worried about not having enough time to get things done, and usually I pay the price for that (he doesn’t go out with me often).

3. Do your practice ‘self love’ or ‘self loathing’?
Self-loathing.
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Do you prefer writing with black or blue pen?
Blue. (more…)

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1. Would you have sex with the last person you text messaged?
No. (more…)

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Funny. I tried to write something last night but I was so tired I fell asleep on my keyboard. Having a full time job doesn’t leave much room to do anything else other than sleeping, at least not for me. (more…)

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I really need to get this out of my head. (more…)

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yes. it definitely is exciting to observe every move you do. (more…)

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sometimes I wonder if I’m asking for something that is just too much. sometimes I just think I can afford being someone who’s always longing for more. when we don’t get what we want over and over, we tend to become bitter. sorry, let me correct that: when I don’t get what I want, I become bitter. (more…)

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It is always scary to see yourself so exposed and so fragile in front of others. It is even worse when you start to question your own ability to hide your feelings and fears, an ability that I’ve always prided myself to have. I could never be so wrong in my entire life.  (more…)

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It’s so funny to watch me become incredibly interested in a guy and fail miserably at flirting. To be honest, I don’t even think I can flirt, it’s more like stuttered words full of hope.  And it’s always the same thing: in one moment I’m so sure I’ll never fall for anyone ever again because that’s just how it is for me; and then, days/months/years later, here I am, doing the exact opposite.

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