Oh, you know it is frightening

Transformar-me de dentro pra fora: vomitar minhas víceras, me tornar fraca pra me tornar forte. Respirar fundo e entender que as coisas só acontecem quando devem acontecer.
E que não há força mental que altere o tempo e a maneira em que ele deve existir.
E eu posso contruir castelos de cartas, viajar a outros lugares, tomar minhas coisas e amarrá-las às minhas costas pronta pra ir embora... e nada pode acontecer.


E ta tudo bem (?)

That's what I told you

Do you remember that?

"Sometimes I think I have felt everything I'm ever gonna feel.

And from here on out, I'm not gonna feel anything new.

Just lesser versions of what I've already felt."

And then... It's there, in the movie. I'm listening to this beautiful soundtrack with all this amazing piano pieces, thinking of everything that makes us humans; thinking the way I feel about telling you all the obvious things. Isn't that obvious too?
I'm here, losing myself away, falling apart, thinking of relationships and loneliness. I'm empty. I'm old. I'm overthinking, I'm overtired, I'm...


Am. I. not?

Let me burn

I listen her soft steps on a endless stair... It's driving me crazy for the shape of her legs, looking almost outrageous from the beginning to the end. I feel the scent of her perfume mixed to sweat and cigarettes. She's a hot mess.

Her eyes tell me that she had been fucking for the last couple hours... Oh, it's not a shame, neither is a thing that she is hiding. Sometimes I just think she likes when somebody notice it. I like her curves, I like it even more when she's dancing, Yes, those beautiful arms, those delicate hands and her hips... slowly drawing shapes through the air. Sometimes [but just sometimes] I would like to stop the time and dance with her, kiss her neck line, feel the taste of her last drink in my mouth. Desirable, yes, look to her red hair burning when the spotlight hits her... Everything ignite...

And my heart...

...turn into ashes.