terça-feira, 8 de março de 2011


Hope? Lies. There's no such thing... Not anymore. You know what? You spent all your life believing in lies. Not great. Awful. Happiness? Another lie. There's no such thing. At least for me.


Tell me:

«Why do you hurt yourself all the time?»

Because pain makes me feel alive.

segunda-feira, 7 de março de 2011

I live...

... for the nights that I can't remember, with the people that I can't forget.


É simples. Perfeição não existe. Queres perfeição? Compra uma barbie.

domingo, 6 de março de 2011

Things I love...

*Falling asleep to the sound of rain
*Forehead kisses
*Getting lost in a good book
*Finding a quote or song that describes your current situation
*Seeing my favorite band live
*Finding someone who gives me butterflies
*Seeing the sun after a long day of rain
*Catching my favorite movie on tv
*Having my Ipod shuffle to a song you've forgotten about
*Getting letters in the mail
*And ice cold cup of water when you're thirsty
*Sleeping in
*When strangers smile at me
*The transition from winter to spring


Life is like a piano: What you get out of it depends on how you play it.