here we go again.

Row, row, row your boat, Gently down the stream. Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, Life is but a dream.

People's intimate life is so horrendous. I have trouble to think that there isn't eternity in our lives, loves and stories. Our stories are atrocious, lack compassion and real emotion. It's just a sequential sequence of unjoint events, due to lust, hubris and greed.

I'm sensitive to these issues, because I believe there's always something good lurking around... but it ain't. Life is but a dream.

um amor incessante

um disturbio irritante

uma paixao desprecavida

uma dor despercebida

emotions

The little thread that holds the essence of life: emotions.
They are what makes life worth the effort of avoiding death,
They are what makes life worth the relentless fear of death.

Inertia

It`s bound to be broken, but still, it bugs me. Hard throbbing heart, thinking about something I didn`t feel for quite some time. Need to wear off these sensations, become numb again... at least for a while. My stomach aches while hearing the songs that make me think, to wonder, dream. There are no tears falling out of my eyes, because their falling into my soul. A silent, nasty inertia.

an intimate moment.

My inherent sadness has hit me, hard to feel anything at all. It's just a matter of days until  it wears off, but right now... it's hard even to think, because thinking is the root of all sadness. People who don't think aren't aware of their own pointless existence and therefore can't feel bad about it. 

Then again, without the smarts, can't gain the freedom of human vanity.
In the end, it's all the same and same again, endless circle of human life.

Life's worth the uncertainty of death

what's the value in it?

blankets

How sad it is when something is just blant ripped away from you and don`t even know why.

rose red crying

I scene to die for.
A love to cry for.

i would love to hear

"I love you so much, I hate you."

"My love is so big, it aches, a cancer killing me."



- Unknown girl.

Who I wanna be?

Quantum Life.

I try to tell myself to go on, to strive whereas the others crawl. Is it all worth it? Bound to death, no way to cheat it, what´s life then? Being great or being happy? Tough choice.

hot'n'cold

In a vain attempt to write something. 

Cause you're hot then you're cold
you're yes then you're no
you're in then you're out
you're up then you're down

mamma mia!

I can still recall
Our last summer
I still see it all
Walks along the Seine
Laughing in the rain
Our last summer
Memories that remain...

(Mamma mia, here I go again
My my, how can I resist you?)

all these voices

Erro em me enganar terrivelmente
Ao não te esquecer impreterivelmente
Dor hemorrágica à memória
por isso me junto à escória
dos que amam sem razão
do que morrem sem paixão
e chega ao fim a história
da qual nunca fiz parte

entre ( )

There was a time in which I cared.
There was a time in which I held tight to my convictions.
Today I feel numb, but still afraid of death.
There's no reason to life but not life itself.
Life's the beginning but it's also the end.

sweet pain

"Saying goodbye doesn't mean anything. It's the time we spent together
that matters, not how we left it."

Oh mighty venus, where have you gone?
All  my troubles have arrived, my feelings are torn
I seek true love, but I was utter wrong
I see no end to this empty room

"I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed into something real
Im wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
You're a little late, I'm already torn"