quarta-feira, 4 de fevereiro de 2009

affection next door.

i'm a sick person, yeah, i really am. i'm trying to find what i really am, if i'm some kind of romantic boy or if i'm a realistic guy, a pessimist or just some kind of voyeur. i was in the bus this morning, and after so much time thinking about what i am, in fact, i got into this conclusion, i'm some kinf of voyeur, see, i don't take part to any group, any kind of group that i know, and i don't think in the same way of most people to anything that i know, i get sick of everything some time later, i'm some kind of a 'pressed moments liver', sometimes i find i've got no talent for anything, i'm sad and bored most of the time, and seems like i'm always looking for this. suddenly, i decided to be more positive about things, think at the good points of things first, nothing changed of course, but i've done what i should have done years ago, people exist, and they're not the same in the whole world. i told you all(?), that i'm sick, really tired of everyone, so i found love somewhere else, and i can say that i'm happy now, missing, happy, sad and tired. but what kind of lover am i ? i'm one of those who get two minutes late, who needs the eggs, ice cream cone, substitute one? i love that sensation that the next love i'll have, will be a reason, a way to solve all the problems i have, maybe it happens because i'm young and foolish, but that's so good and sad, and addicting(?), that i hope i am young forever, like a dylan's song or like a couple in the train, and nobody knows how this city is empty and boring when you're alone, like paris if you're single.


6 comentários:

.PHILIPE. disse...

É assim comigo tbm, sobre '' get bored easily ''. huinf.
O fim do post foi lindo, shoray.
Aquele video explica tudo, poshan.

lindo! alone*

Anônimo disse...

that i hope i am young forever, like a dylan's song or like a couple in the train, and nobody knows how this city is empty and boring when you're alone, like paris if you're single.


Querido,
apesar de perdermos a juventude são esses anos de tormento e solidão e a espera de um grande amor que mude nossas vidas para sempre que marcam que tipo de adulto que você se tornará. Jesse e Celine se tornaram pessoas totalmente diferentes daquelas que iam ser caso não tivessem se encontrado naquele trem e partilhado daquela noite.
Sendo assim, espero que possa realizar uma porção de sonhos e visitar paris com um amor.

Julio disse...
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Julio disse...

hope you'll find your angel somewhere like Paris. And before sunrise.

Eu, o Max, de Maxssweldis. disse...

espero que possa realizar uma porção de sonhos e visitar paris com um amor. [2]

Ana disse...

well, well, well... sad but true. é estranho pensar que todo mundo no fundo se sente assim. ou diz que sente. será que sente?