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Gosto das palavras. De sonhar cuidadosamente cada significado, cada esperança escondida em cada som. De criar e re-criar o meu mundo, pintá-lo com tons mais alegres, de esquecer os passos perdidos no escuro. De brincar com os cheiros, as cores, os sabores, os sentimentos. De imaginar que, talvez um dia, serei capaz de fazê-lo. Talvez conseguirei voltar a sonhar. Esquecer um Verão cheio de música, um Verão cheio de ti. Queria voltar ao começo sem deixar de prosseguir. Será que posso olhar-te, pasmar para os sonhos imcompletos? Posso esticar a mão, tocar uma estrela? Gosto das palavras. Da form

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The C WordIt was half past the moon and the night was just beginning.
They were like ribbons, the reminders: the little green bracelets, the disco lights, the dirt beneath the feet. They were like pieces of a puzzle that was put together upside down.
Sometimes, all it took was a color. Like the sky right after midnight and the purple she was wearing when I heard the news. Sometimes, it’s all in the sound – the words, like a record, over and over again. A song. Laughter. Maybe a picture or an old text message.
And the memories.
--
Now my hand feels empty without a glass in it. An The C Word
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Half-HourI did not believe in make believe But I believed the stories you brought me. I believe in little red hearts And in words that fell from the sky.
I believed in your soul alone – Restless and pure, So godlike, so ecliptic.
Made me trade my faith in something For my faith in the air coming out from your mouth. The music only you could hear became my sole ballad.
I did not believe in empty space. Until you took some part of the Universe To cover for your soul. I believed when you whispered you look like rain And I wanted nothing more than Half-Hour
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That wasn't what I meant when“You’re obsolete.”
I don’t say anything because how do you reply to that and weren’t you supposed to love me?
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The water washes over me and the blue of the shampoo stings my eyes. The glass from the shower stall is foggy with heat. I can hear the rain outside falling uninterruptedly. I can hear your voice:
“You’re obsolete.”
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“Life is like a series of film strips.”
“Am I in yours for long?”
You say nothing, your eyes betray nothing.
“Am I in yours at all?” That wasn't what I meant when
by ~SPneverbefore

Hiking Without YouYou’re a collection of little things.
Memorabilia.
Like the scent of white tea and the alternation of bright summer skies and rainy afternoons. Out-of-context conversations, pieces of misplaced hints. A whole sea of clues. You’re this Sherlock Holmes wannabe, with a tendency to overreact and a complex imagination, ready to create a complete new universe.
Still. You’re the air bed on the floor and the walks around the school field. You’re the square. You’re the bag of pot, the geology misconception, the blaring music.
The jealousy.
(yours and mine) Hiking Without You
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our sleeping patterns collide.i wake up tired. i wake up tired and it's afternoon again.
i wake up tired and i am alone.
it's like every night i fall asleep with you on my mind. and i quickly sort through my thoughts leaving the prettiest ones on top so i can try them on in the morning. so everyday, i wake up and try on being in love with you. except every morning, it's three inches too big or a centimeter and a half too small or it's brushing my kneecaps like it's too long. but i wear it anyways, since i'm used to being a shade left of ordinary or two steps past crazy. i'm used to wearing love and i'm used to you.
i'm used to fallin our sleeping patterns collide.
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Tue Sep 8, 2009, 5:53 AM

Mood: Longing
Listening to: Nobody Wins - The Veronicas
Reading: Pure - Terra Elan McVoy

Been tagged by ~lumari

Copy-pasted hers:

10 things about me:

1. writing is my life.

2. i feel photos every day.

3. couldn't live without friends.

4. (not) shy.

5. drinking grey's anatomy.

6. belive in destiny.

7. love the sea.

8. really, really anoying.

9. books, books and more books.

10. story of my life.

Follow these directions please:

1. Post these rules.
2. Each tagged person must post 10 things about themselves on their journal.
3. At the end, you have to choose and tag 10 people and post their icons on the same journal.
4. Go to their pages and send a message saying you tagged them.
5. No tag-backs.

No.4 is different.

One and the same. _{I adore you, girl.}

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~Norega-eragon369
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~Sharktt
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~Sam-AM

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Current Residence: Portugal*Azores [Terceira]
Interests: Music. Writing. Photography. Reading.
Favourite movie: Into the Wild
Favourite band or musician: Starfield. Saliva. Yellowcard. Nickelback. All Time Low. Falling Up. Linkin Park. Armor For Sleep.
Favourite genre of music: Bit of each
Favourite poet or writer: Stephenie Meyer, Sarah Dessen, Herbie Brennan, Cecelia Ahern, Elizabeth Kostova
Favourite photographer: EB
MP3 player of choice: iPod
Favourite cartoon character: Livro-man xD