"Mom says it's because she has PMS.
Do you even know what that means?
I'm not a little kid anymore. It means pissed-at-men syndrome."

Nicholas Sparks (The Last Song)

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"Mesmo as coisas boas deixam de ser boas quando se tornam excessivas."

Marks & Nesse (1994)

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"O passado é um imenso pedregal que muitos gostariam de percorrer como se de uma auto-estrada se tratasse, enquanto outros, pacientemente, vão de pedra em pedra, e as levantam, porque precisam de saber o que há por baixo delas."

José Saramago, in A Viagem do Elefante

Estou tão farta disto tudo aqui. Deste sítio. Destas situações. Destas mentalidades. Destas ideologias. Deste comodismo que todos à minha volta têm. Destas rotinas. Desta sobrecarga. De TUDO.

My gosh. I feel like i'm giving up. And there's no turning back.

I'm wondering if you ever missed me, even for a single second.

Preciso de um novo rumo para a minha vida. Urgentemente.

Novas experiências. Novas vivências. Novos ares.

Estou há imenso tempo acomodada a esta 'coisa', chamada Vida.

E nunca me dei com rotinas.

(Probably, i'm starting to loose my mind. Who knows, isn't it?

Only me? Course. As always.

No one else is capable of seeing that.)

Utopia

Am i on the right way?

I don't know what to do about it. I don't know what to think about it. Should i quit after all this years? Or just let me stay, and then "Well, let's see what's going to happen"?

In the end, will i feel accomplished, and say (proudly) out loud "Yeah, this is what i was meant to be"? Or (unfortunately) realize that it all was nothing but an utopia?

I'm feeling so lost, here, on my little corner. I'm so afraid right now.

"Two years he walks the earth. No phone, no pool, no pets, no cigarettes. Ultimate freedom. An extremist. An aesthetic voyager whose home is the road. Escaped from Atlanta. Thou shalt not return, 'cause 'the West is the best.' And now after two rambling years comes the final and greatest adventure. The climactic battle to kill the false being within and victoriously conclude the spiritual pilgrimage. Ten days and nights of freight trains and hitchhiking bring him to the Great White North. No longer to be poisoned by civilization he flees, and walks alone upon the land to become lost in the wild. - Alexander Supertramp May 1992"

in Into the Wild, 2007

I'll always be with you, sweetheart

Life is a reciprocal exchange. Now i realize that, to move forward, you have to give something back. My life is a series of changes. A series of hits and misses, ghosts and corpses. I've lost a lot and gained what i've taken. Yesterday, i wanted to explode, to pull my ribs apart and let the sun inside. This time, i won't be that girl anymore. I create my existence through change.

lovely

don't know why

i missed this sooo much :D

Que noites ^^

Amo-vos de Amor.

Tell me that you'll open your eyes.

My bones ache, my skin feels cold.

And i'm getting so tired and so old.

All this feels strange and untrue.

Difícil de fugir. Impossível de esquecer.

Dúvida (derivado do latim dubitare) é uma condição psicológica ou sentimento caracterizado pela ausência de convicção opondo-se à crença/fé e ao saber. Ela é a incerteza ou desconfiança em relação a uma ideia, um facto, uma acção, de uma asserção ou de uma decisão.

Oh God, what should i do?

True

Nunca mais quero ver a tua cara, nem mesmo pintada de ouro!

Não mereces o chão que pisas.

(Como é possivel andar tanto tempo cega de amor, por uma pessoa que nem sequer se lembra que existimos? Fizeste-me sofrer imenso, e isso não se esquece. I HATE YOU SO BADLY.)