segunda-feira, 30 de abril de 2012

who?



"Imagine meeting someone who understood even the dustiest corners of your mixed up soul."

sábado, 28 de abril de 2012

sexta-feira, 13 de abril de 2012

Oh Captain! My captain!


“We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.

sexta-feira, 30 de março de 2012

weak



The moment when you feel so empty that makes you want to disappear. You drown in your emptiness, you're not feeling so well. You think you don't belong here and you just scream for bad things to stop. But you feel weak and think that happiness is just an illusion. You feel so lost, you're life doesn't have a meaning. You want to be loved, but you can't feel the love and you close your heart to people. You're feelings have gone away and you're scared. But you don't want this anymore...

domingo, 25 de dezembro de 2011


"Estou cansada, cada vez mais incompreendida e insatisfeita comigo, com a vida e com os outros. Diz-me, porque não nasci igual aos outros, sem dúvidas, sem desejos de impossível? E é isto que me traz sempre desvairada, incompatível com a vida que toda a gente vive..."

Florbela Espanca, 1930