terça-feira, 29 de dezembro de 2009

I Ask of You...



There Was a Guy,
That I Used to Know,
Not Very Long Ago.

But I Was to Shy,
To Even Pass By Him,
Hoping He Would Know,
That I've Seen Him Around,
Ever Since I Found Him,
A Month and Two Years Ago.


I Tried to Be Brave,
I Tried to Be Strong,
I Guess I Waited Much to Long.


You're the Hot Skater Guy,
Who I Thought I'd Give a Try,
You're to Late You Missed Out,
I Still Messed Things Up no Doubt.


I Thought I Gotten Over You,
Those Feelings Come Back Out of the Blue,
Now Let's Be Friends and Start Anew,

Cause That's All I Ask of You.


That's When I Saw Him Walking With You,
And I Didn't Know What to Do,
I Was So Mad Because He Knew,

That I Liked Him He Still Choose You.


I Got Him Back I Don't Think He Know's,
My Friend Had Wrote That Note,
He'd Read It That Day and Just Walked Away,
They've Broken Up the Very Next Day.


I Don't Feel Bad For What I've Done,
She Was a Rude One From Day One,
We Hang Out and Watch Tv,
Our Favorite Cartoon Show!
To Finally Get Over You I Need Your Help to Get Me Threw This...


I Know That You and I Could Be,
Good Friends If I Could Finally,

Straighten Things Out Between You and Me,
I'm Trying to Hard This I Can See,
I Need to Let Things Go So Easily,
Not Be Afraid of What You Think of Me,

To Start Things Over...


You Hurt Me Once But That's Alright,
I'm Willing to Give You One Last Try.

To Be You're Friend and Start Anew,
Please Mark That's All I Ask of You.

It's All I Ask of You,
Yeah It's All I Ask of You.

domingo, 27 de dezembro de 2009

We're the new face of failure...




The best way to make it through,
with hearts and wrists intact.
Is to realize two out of three ain't bad...
ain't bad...

sábado, 26 de dezembro de 2009

foi impensável. um gesto peculiar, cabelos soltos e imprecisos. ataque vulnerável de quem, apenas. parecia um grito agoniado pela prisão no silêncio que era a sua vontade, só. até que.
.
'apesar de tudo, foi o sol quem me acordou hoje', disse baixinho ao meu ouvido.






quarta-feira, 23 de dezembro de 2009

segunda-feira, 14 de dezembro de 2009

The world is a vampire...




The world is a vampire, sent to drain
Secret destroyers, hold you up to the flames
And what do I get, for my pain?
Betrayed desires, and a piece of the game

Even though I know - I suppose I'll show
All my cool and cold - like old job

Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
Then someone will say what is lost can never be saved
Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage

Now I'm naked, nothing but an animal
But can you fake it, for just one more show?
And what do you want?
I want to change
And what have you got, when you feel the same?


Even though I know - I suppose I'll show
All my cool and cold - like old job

Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
Then someone will say what is lost can never be saved
Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage

Tell me I'm the only one
Tell me there's no other one
Jesus was the only son, yeah.
Tell me I'm the chosen one
Jesus was the only son for you

Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
And I still beleive that I cannot be saved

 

domingo, 13 de dezembro de 2009

poorer.



 The ‘trafficking’ discourse relies on the notion that poorer women are better off staying at home than leaving and possibly getting into trouble; men are routinely expected to encounter and overcome trouble, but women may be irreparably damaged by it.


terça-feira, 8 de dezembro de 2009

This close to me...





I've waited hours for this
I've made myself so sick
I wish I'd stayed asleep today
I never thought this day would end
I never thought tonight could ever be
This close to me...

segunda-feira, 7 de dezembro de 2009

merci, chérie


Little Red Riding Hood II




But sometimes it is the Little Red Riding Hood cornering the fucking wolf...

Little Red Riding Hood I



Young ladies, should never talk to strangers, for if they should do so, they may well provide dinner for a wolf. I say "wolf," but there are various kinds of wolves. There are also those who are charming, quiet, polite, unassuming, complacent, and sweet, who pursue young women at home and in the streets. And unfortunately, it is these gentle wolves who are the most dangerous ones of all.

Coffee!!!


sexta-feira, 4 de dezembro de 2009

Bang Bang...




Now he's gone I dont know why
Until this day, sometimes I cry
He didn't even say goodbye

He didn't take the time to lie...

Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down

Bang Bang...



Seasons came and changed the time
When I grew up I called him mine
He would always laugh and say
"Remember when we used to play?

Bang bang, I shot you down
Bang bang, you hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, I used to shoot you down"

Bang Bang...




I was five and he was six
We rode on horses made of sticks
He wore black and I wore white
He would always win the fight


Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down

quinta-feira, 3 de dezembro de 2009

The bees, a collection.





 


 

 

 
she was stretched on her back beneath the pear tree soaking in the alto chant of the visiting bees, the goldof the sun and the panting breath of the breeze when the inaudible voice of it all, came to her. She saw a dustnearing bee sink into the sanctum of a bloom; the thousand sister-calyxes arch to meet the love embrace and the ecstatic shiver of the tree from root to tiniest branch creaming in every blossom and frothing with delight.
 

 

quarta-feira, 2 de dezembro de 2009

terça-feira, 1 de dezembro de 2009



Can you meet me halfway, right at the borderline;
That's where I'm gonna wait, for you...