...i think of great nights, early mornings, neon lights, x, a clear, progressive, cute beat
quarta-feira, 31 de dezembro de 2008
When I think of you...
Publicada por Catherine à(s) 05:35 1 comentários
sábado, 20 de dezembro de 2008
Coming clean - Lollipop
I just had to write today, don't ask me why, but i came here more than three times for nothing and i realize i have to, i don't know about what though(...)
I had my first night of the holidays and it felt so right, coming home careless about the time i have to wake up tomorrow... feels so good to have this few days to do nothing, well - theorically - i still have text to memorize and stuff to study but, for now, who cares?? Not me for sure, I've been having a lot on my mind this past few weeks, now i have to take some time to kick back and relax...not think about anything too much...
I have to say that i'm in love with the word careless, it fits me well in this time and place, yep, i sure love it.
For the next 2 weeks i'll care only in the right minute, when things come my way, that's it.
Now would be a good time to say i'll be unreachable by phone aswell, but i'll keep it on just in case.
Have fun, I know i will
xx
Publicada por Catherine à(s) 03:51 5 comentários
quinta-feira, 18 de dezembro de 2008
G - Ophelia - Pour toujours
Muito obrigada por tudo,
foi hoje o ultimo dia que fiz mas nao quer dizer que acabou.
Obrigada por nunca me teres deixado sozinha,
Mesmo estando onde estás não poderias estar mais presente :)
Foi por ti e para ti,
mais uma vez,
obrigada.
Publicada por Catherine à(s) 00:26 3 comentários
quarta-feira, 17 de dezembro de 2008
domingo, 14 de dezembro de 2008
quinta-feira, 11 de dezembro de 2008
Ups and downs
Ainda não sei se prefiro os dias que começam a correr mal assim que acordo ou os que correm bem até meio, me enchem de expectativas e, depois, pior não podia ser.
Faltam 6 dias, 6 míseros dias, e depois? Acabou-se?
Mas ainda nem sequer me consigo controlar...
I should be happy that you're in a better place now but I cannot choose but weep to think they would lay you in the cold ground this should be gettng better with time but it isn't, or maybe it's just to soon and i'm too selfish for wanting to just get over it sometimes, but i know i'll never let go of you, i can't.
I know that you can see me, doesn't matter where you are, i can feel you here and i know that i have to get through this in order to feel in peace, with you and with me.
Thank you for everything, for what you were and are,
xo
Publicada por Catherine à(s) 22:11 1 comentários
quarta-feira, 10 de dezembro de 2008
Malabarista II
The past's in the past, but when does future begin and past ends?
Publicada por Catherine à(s) 21:01 3 comentários
segunda-feira, 8 de dezembro de 2008
sábado, 6 de dezembro de 2008
December 17th
The night is calling and i'm falling faster now
Publicada por Catherine à(s) 21:45 2 comentários
sexta-feira, 5 de dezembro de 2008
You lose yourself, you reappear
"...To understand you know too soon
There is no sense in trying
Temptation's page flies out the door
You follow, find yourself at war
Watch waterfalls of pity roar
You feel to moan but unlike before
You discover
That you'd just be
One more person crying
You lose yourself, you reappear
A question in your nerves is lit
Yet you know there is no answer fit to satisfy
Insure you not to quit
Bent out of shape from society's pliers
Cares not to come up any higher
But rather get you down in the hole
That he's in
Old lady judges watch people in pairs
Limited in sex, they dare
To push fake morals, insult and stare
While money doesn't talk, it swears
Obscenity, who really cares
Propaganda, all is phony
My eyes collide head-on with stuffed graveyards
False gods, I scuff
At pettiness which plays so rough
Walk upside-down inside handcuffs
Kick my legs to crash it off
Say okay, I have had enough
What else can you show me?
But it's alright, Ma, it's life, and life only"
Bob Dylan - It's alright, Ma(I'm only bleeding)
Publicada por Catherine à(s) 03:11 2 comentários
segunda-feira, 1 de dezembro de 2008
So Melodramatic
I must be lost, somewhere, because i can not see where this is taking me,
always something missing, something not working,
nothing's new for more than just a few seconds...
...and i'm sorry for never taking anything too serious.
I guess this is just the price i have to pay for being me(...)
i'm so needing a break, i think that's just what i need, for now,
i need some kind of silence,
i can't hear it anymore, i'm so full of everything,
don't wanna go back to the same old place, not again,
(...)and nothing has to do with anything,
i guess i'll just get over it.
Publicada por Catherine à(s) 01:06 3 comentários



