«One thing I truly knew—knew it in the pit of my stomach, in the center of my bones, knew it from the crown of my head to the soles of my feet, knew it deep in my empty chest—was how love gave someone the power to break you.»
Bella Swan, New Moon, Chapter 9, p.219
Ela estava certa, muito certa...
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[Don't give up my friend.
You need to survive, you have to.
Please...]
sexta-feira, 26 de dezembro de 2008
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terça-feira, 23 de dezembro de 2008
My fake plastic life
Fake Plastic Trees
Her green plastic watering can
For her fake Chinese rubber plant
In the fake plastic earth
That she bought from a rubber man
In a town full of rubber plans
To get rid of itself
It wears her out, it wears her out
It wears her out, it wears her out
She lives with a broken man
A cracked polystyrene man
Who just crumbles and burns
He used to do surgery
For girls in the eighties
But gravity always wins
It wears him out, it wears him out
It wears him out, it wears him out
She looks like the real thing
She tastes like the real thing
My fake plastic love
But I can't help the feeling
I could blow through the ceiling
If I just turn and run
It wears me out, it wears me out
It wears me out, it wears me out
If I could be who you wanted
If I could be who you wanted all the time
All the time...
All the time...
Radiohead
quarta-feira, 10 de dezembro de 2008
Direitos Humanos
Don't Forget
Free Tibet!!!
