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quinta-feira, 14 de janeiro de 2010







xiiiiuuuuuuuu............

terça-feira, 5 de janeiro de 2010





you move like shadows in the dark.







já não ouviamos falar de the knife por aqui há muito tempo....

high school poem. Retirada da banda sonora do filme hanna med h. enjoy

segunda-feira, 30 de novembro de 2009


Something's gotten all over my head and it won't leave me alone

terça-feira, 24 de novembro de 2009



I do it backwards but I don't wake up, try to reverse but I don't wake up.
 I sit astride but I still don't wake up!

sábado, 31 de outubro de 2009






I got a bad desire, I'm on fire







sexta-feira, 30 de outubro de 2009

terça-feira, 20 de outubro de 2009








This is our last goodbye
Now you should be holding me

Punkrock t-shirt, black cap and tatoo
The first things I noticed about you

Now you should be holding me
Now you should be holding me













sexta-feira, 25 de setembro de 2009

kino




I heard a puff, I heard a blow
I felt the ground, I felt the snow
I thought of linen and old lace
I never really saw his face
I heard a grunt, I heard a moan
I felt the sun, I saw the moon
I saw the northern light above
And the eclipse of the sun
I am a breath, I am a wish
I am a rocket, And a fish
I felt his measures and his weight
My own body as a scale
You heard a whisper in my ear
You are not here, you are not there
I saw the northern light above
The eclipse of the sun
My feet was hurt, my knees were sore
And I wondered why he burned
And I wondered why he burned

I heard a puff, I heard a blow
I felt the ground, I felt the snow
I thought of linen and of lace
I never really saw his face
I heard a grunt, I heard a moan
I felt the sun, I saw the moon
I saw the northern light above
And the eclipse of the sun
I am a breath, I am a wish
I am a rocket, And a fish
I felt his measures and his weight
My own body as a scale
You heard a whisper in my ear
You are not here, you are not there
So in love that I could die
The eclipse of the sun
My feet was hurt, my knees were sore
And I wondered why it burned
And I wondered why it burned

Then I had to climb down
I went up to see the sun rise
And then I had to climb back up again
I had to be there to see the sun rise
For the air that you sent to guide me
Had a tonne of elephant grey
We were all there in the morning
We were there and we wanted to stay
Then I had to climb down
I went up to see the sun rise
And then I had to climb back up again
I had to be there to see the sun rise
For the air that you sent to guide me
Had a tonne of elephant grey
We were all there in the morning




We were there and we wanted to stay





quinta-feira, 24 de setembro de 2009




i'm in love with your brother
yes, i am