Wednesday, December 30, 2009


I hope your getting on with it and your not struggling with it

Saturday, December 26, 2009

It's been said that the saddest thing a man will ever face is what might have been. But what of the man who's faced with what was? Or what may never be? Or what can no longer be? Choosing the right path is never easy. It's a decision we make with only our hearts to guide us. But sometimes, we find our way to something better. Sometimes we fight through the regret and remorse of our mistakes, our malice and our jealousy, and the shame we feel for not being the people we were meant to be. And that's when we find our way to something better. Or when something better finds its way to us.
-One Tree Hill

Thursday, December 24, 2009

The question, how does a girl who jumps into a rabbit hole plumenting into chaos come out unchanged.. the answer- she doesn't. --little black book

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Friday, December 18, 2009

Tuesday, December 08, 2009

Monday, December 07, 2009

Amie

Nothing unusual nothing strange
Close to nothing at all
The same old scenario
the same old rain
and there's no explosions here

Then something unusual
something strange
comes from nothing at all

I saw a spaceship fly by your window
did you see it disappear?

Saturday, December 05, 2009

You don't need to know any of this. But the things I don't reveal are the things I hold closest and fear losing the most. I work overtime keeping them veiled and camouflaged. You don't need to know that I walk around all day fearing the things that make me happy, and that I have been doing that for my entire life. --Girls poker night

Adiós

Friday, December 04, 2009

I can read

Meet me halfway

Esconderijo

Procuro a solidão
Como o ar procura o chão
Como a chuva só desmancha
Pensamento sem razão
Procuro esconderijo
Encontro um novo abrigo
Como a arte do seu jeito
E tudo faz sentido
Calma pra contar nos dedos
Beijo pra ficar aqui
Teto para desabar
Você para construir

Tuesday, December 01, 2009

Papas da lingua



Não ver você, não tem explicação
é caminhar pela escuridão
ficar a fim e não poder falar
querer o sim e não se acostumar
com a solidão, o medo de amar
estranho vazio no seu olhar
eu tento achar em algum lugar
o amor que você deixou pra trás


vem pra cá

esconderijo