perfect world

sometimes i just wanna break and be free. wish i could live in another world, away of lies, where my fantasies are real.. where you would be real, that would be perfect.. don't want anything else but you. you alone are enough :)

wish you were real..

(not the game, nor the world, but you, cuz i can't get you outta my head)

1 Million

quero o Mat Gordon só para mim >.<

(entretanto faço publicidade ao perfume xD)

what if i say i'll never surrender?

keep you in the dark you know they all pretend, keep you in the dark and so it all began. send in your skeletons, sing as their bones come marching in again. the need you buried deep, the secrets that you keep are at the ready, are you ready? i'm finished making sense, done pleading ignorance that whole defense, spinning infinity, but the wheel is spinning me. it's never ending, never ending. same old story. what if i say i'm not like the others? what if i say i'm not just another one of your plays? you're the pretender, what if i say that i'll never surrender? what if i say i'm not like the others? what if i say i'm not just another one of your plays? you're the pretender, what if i say that i'll never surrender? in time or so i'm told, i'm just another soul for sale, oh well. the page is out of print, we are not permanent, we're temporary, temporary same old story. what if i say i'm not like the others? what if i say i'm not just another one of your plays? you're the pretender, what if i say that i'll never surrender? what if i say i'm not like the others? what if i say i'm not just another one of your plays? you're the pretender, what if i say that i'll never surrender? i'm the voice inside your head, you refuse to hear. i'm the face that you have to face, mirrored in your stare. i'm what's left, i'm what's right, i'm the enemy. i'm the hand that'll take you down, bring you to your knees. so, who are you? yeah, who are you? keep you in the dark, you know they all pretend. what if i say i'm not like the others? what if i say i'm not just another one of your plays? you're the pretender, what if i say that i'll never surrender? what if i say i'm not like the others? what if i say i'm not just another one of your plays? you're the pretender, what if i say that i'll never surrender? so who are you? yeah, who are you?

since you're gone ;)

since you hide, since you steal, since you hate everything i feel, since you cheat, since you lie, since you don't wanna try things i wanna try, since you been gone my life has moved along quite nicely actually! got a lot more friends and i don't have to pretend since you're gone, since you're gone. Since you're not what i want you can take everything i've got, take the seat, take the drive, if i say i love you, i am a liar. since you been gone my life has moved along quite nicely actually! Wwll, meet my lover Gin and i don't have to pretend since you're gone, since you're gone. i've been looking for a new direction, anyway. i've been looking bout my own protection, instead. now that you're gone my life has moved along! since you hide, since you steal, since you hate everything i feel, since you cheat, since you lie, since you don't wanna try things i wanna try, since you been gone my life has moved along quite nicely actually! quite nicely actually, thanks for asking.

é preciso dizer para quem é? ;)

the fake sound of progress

somebody told me that i always have to bow, if that was true I would have fallen apart by now. the more you think, the less ouu act their ways. so can you hear this, the fake sound of progress?

never reason with a fool, but is that unkind, looks like i lost my mind once again. i know it all sounds so contrived, but its got to me, you know i've got to be more than this. don't frown, don't scorn, cuz i walk a different street to you. you look so worn, i bet that life is has got you blown, but it will never get to me.
somebody told me that i always have to bow, if that was true I would have fallen apart by now. the more you think, the less you act their ways. so can you hear this, the fake sound of progress?
and i feel the way you hold, hold me back from this. chances that i've missed, now their gone. apathy is all i sense, the feelings too intense. sitting on a fence, can't decide. don't frown, don't scorn, cuz i walk a different street to you. you look so worn, i bet that life is has got you blown, nobody will ever get to me.

somebody told me that i always have to bow, if that was true i would have fallen apart by now, the more you think, the less you act their ways. so can you hear this, the fake sound of progress?
all these words that i can't afford, never feel another day. all these times that i need more, make me take away. tell me now, can you hear the sound of all these people falling down, growing back into the ground? make me smile again...
it sounds like dah dah dah dah (sounds like) dah dah dah dah.. all these words that i can't afford, inever feel another day. all these times that i want more, make me take away. all these words that i can't afford, i'll never feel another day. it makes me take AWAY!
somebody told me that i always have to bow, if that was true I would have fallen apart by now. the more you think, the less you act their ways. so can you hear this, the fake sound of progress?

make me smile again..

(Lostprophets, when they were still good but Ian's hair was horrible..)

life's shit, and then you die.

let it rock ..

i see your dirty face hide behind your collar, what is done in vain, truth is hard to swallow, so you pray to God to justify the way you live a lie, live a lie, live a lie .. and you take your time and you do your crime, well you made your bad, i'm in mine .. because when i arrive i, i bring the fire, make you come alive, i, i can take you higher, what is this, forgot? i must now remind you, let it rock, let it rock, let it rock .. now the son's disgrace, he, who knew his father when he cursed his name, turned, and chased the dollar but it broke his heart so he stuck his middle finger to the world, to the world, to the world .. and you take your time, and you stand in line, well you'll get what's yours, i got mine .. because when i arrive i, i bring the fire, make you come alive, i, i can take you higher, what is this, forgot? i must now remind you, let it rock, let it rock, let it rock .. because when i arrive i, i bring the fire, make you come alive, i, i can take you higher, what is this, forgot? i must now remind you, just let it rock, let it rock, let it rock, let it rock .. i wish i could be as cool as you, and i wish i could say the things you do, but i can't and i won't live a lie .. no not this time ..

Amizade

É normal perdermos o nosso rumo, a nossa esperança, as pessoas que amamos...
Mas todos os erros têm uma solução, por mais difícil que seja encontrá-la. Todas as feridas acabam por sarar com o tempo. Podem é acabar por deixar uma cicatriz..
Quando perdemos o nosso rumo, o nosso caminho, o mais certo a fazer é continuarmos a caminhar, de cabeça erguida, como se nada tivesse acontecido, e eventualmente acabaremos por encontrar o nosso caminho de novo. A hipótese mais fácil, e a que praticamente toda a gente escolhe, é parar de caminhar em frente e voltar para trás, de cabeça baixa, como se fosse o fim do mundo, e eventualmente nunca encontraremos o nosso caminho de novo..
Quando perdemos a nossa esperança... bem, essa é das mais difíceis de recuperar, por isso comecem a pensar com o coração e não com a cabeça, de cabeça nas nuvens mas pés bem acentes no chão, e façam o que acham mais acertado. Além disso, bons amigos irão sempre ajudar-nos a recuperá-la...
E claro, os amigos, as pessoas que mais amamos. Esses sim são os mais difíceis de manter. São como uma frágil flor, que temos de plantar ao início e cuidar todos os dias, para ir crescendo ao longo dos tempos, tal como as amizades. Amizades cuidadas duram para sempre, independentemente de tudo, e estão sempre cá para nós. Mesmo que se chateiem durante anos, um dia vão pensar em como seria se estivessem juntos como dantes, e aí uma flor murcha volta a ganhar vida. Nãó é fácil nem simples, mas vale a pena.
Amigos são aqueles que nos ajudam a encontrar o nosso rumo, a ter esperança em tudo e que nos amam, fazendo com que tenhamos confiança em nós próprios, e assim somos invencíveis, os seres mais fortes do mundo.
É uma boa sensação, pode é não durar muito.. Por isso, trata bem deles e não os deixes fugir..

Amo-vos, para sempre :)

- it was those three words that saved my life, it wasn't complicated, wasn't premeditated, it wasn't underrated, to you i'm dedicated, let's go ahead and say it..

Vida

Aprendi que a vida é simples. Nós é que a complicamos. Grandessíssima burrice da nossa parte, não acham? Depois andamos a chorar pelos cantos de que a vida é demasiado complicada, e a culpa é nossa, só nossa e de mais ninguém... Além disso, vida só temos uma, por isso trata de a descomplicares depressa e de a viveres a 100%, nunca há-de ser tarde demais... E se for tarde demais... mais vale tarde que nunca, certo?

Chelsea Smile

make a fake smile ..

 

lálálá..

Agora que tenho um blog estou com a mania de escrever nele, em vez de avançar na minha história que é o que realmente interessa xD
Não que o blog não interesse, porque estou viciada nele, portanto interessa xp
mas a verdade é que não sei que mais hei-de escrever aqui..
Oh my, a vida é complicada..
Por isso meto-me simplesmente a divagar, até escrever alguma coisa de jeito, coisa que muitas vezes não acontece --'
E por acaso estava aqui a ouvir uma música dos Lostprophets que não ouvia há muito tempo, e que têm muito significado, pois a letra é emocional x.x'
Como gosto muito da música, e como adoro quem tem paciência para estar aqui a ler isto, vou deixá-la para a ouvirem, incluindo o videoclip :3

Saints..

This was my call to your arms

Sounding silent alarms

Will you love me when you hear me lie?

This last time

I've seen a sea of change

This fleeting love that leaves me alone

This last time

Lift me now from this pain

You know the way to bring me home

As we die

We've dimmed our lights past darkness

Hiding our way back from this

Swallowing every glimpse of our faithfulness

Who will guide us home when we cannot see?

The weak to follow the lead

It's taking over our lives

As we live, as we die

my own reality

What if i want to take risks? What if i want to nearly die?
I'm sick of this reality of mine ..
I want to be attacked by zombies, i want to have a butler that is in reality a demon that i made a deal with, i want to be a ninja and be able to make Chidoris and have a Sharingan, i want to have a note where i can write the name of people that i hate and wtach them "fall", i want to have a human-weapon, i want to have a Dark Angel inside of me, i want to do this and many more ..
So where is my reality, my sanity?
I don't know.. and you're not able to tell it to me too, cuz you're more lost than i am..