When we say "it's fine", it doesn't always means it is.

You deceived me when you said i was like everyone else... that i thought like everyone else... you deceived me because i thought you knew me. But now i know you don't.

"I've been lost, found, confused, absolved, punished and rewarded.(...)I've talked and listened and heard and seen and been shown the way.(...)I've seen miracles happen and been disappointed dozens of times. I've been almost everywhere, met almost everyone, seen almost everything, done almost all of it, and I'm still waiting to be discovered.The night has a thousand eyes and I'm a gypsy dancer still hungry for more."

You're my favourite mistake.

Erase and Rewind

"Mouth: Don't say that! We were amazing Millie. And I know we could be amazing together again.
Millicent: The mistakes we made will always be there between us. But maybe... if we start over, maybe the past won't be there in our next relationships.
Mouth: So the mistakes go away but we're with the wrong people?
Millicent: We can't just go back to being Mouth and Millie!
Mouth: I don't wanna go back, I wanna go forward, being this version of us!
Millicent: What do you mean?
Mouth: I mean, things are always so easy between us before but this is real life. Yes, we made mistakes, we screwed up. Maybe we can be that couple that finds a way through it to something better, something we both know is worth fighting for and protecting it. I don't have all the answers Millie, I just... I know that I miss you.
Millicent: What do you miss about me?
Mouth: I miss knowing that my day is going to start with you, knowing that i'm going to come home to the one person who really got me. I miss the fact that around 2:30 every morning you snore for exactly 7 minutes.
Millicent: (laughs) I do not...
Mouth: And I miss, I miss the glasses.
Millicent: The glasses aren't coming back Marvin.
Mouth: I know that, but I didn't loved you for your glasses. I loved you for you.
Millicent: I love you too Marvin, but it's not just about you forgiving me. I have to forgive myself and I can't do that if I'm seeing you everyday. I have to go...
Mouth: Or you could stay.
Millicent: (kisses him goodbye)I'm sorry..."

I CAN'T GIVE YOU
A REASON THAT WON'T
SOUND LIKE AN EXCUSE!

YOU HAVE TO BELIEVE!

"Peyton: You were the one who told me to believe in fate, I mean, it's what "The Comet" is all about, right? It's about accepting your faith.

Lucas: How could this be faith?

Peyton: Maybe it is... maybe... maybe the whole point of you and me, and every single moment that we've shared together has just been leading us here... maybe you and I are meant to create this life because maybe this life is gonna change the world.

Lucas: I can't accept that our story doesn't have a good ending...

Peyton: Our story already has..."

The Universe doesn't punish you for being afraid.

But the Universe doesn't reward you for being brave either...

Set the dark on fire

Julian: Does that look like Mr.Popular to you? I know you're not the person you were in high school 'cause i'm not either. And i'm glad 'cause... that kid would've never stood a chance with you.
Brooke: Were you really a Mathlete?
Julian: I was THE Mathlete. But, i'm not anymore, and I don't want high school, Brooke. I'm sorry to breakdown your feelings but was meant to describe who the character was before anyone got to know the real person.
(Julian gives Brooke a list)
Julian: That's the breakdown describing the Brooke Davis I'm looking for.

Brooke: "Gorgeous brunette with an amazing energy and smile. Funny. Intelligent. Kind-hearted. Strong-headed. Simple. Complicated. Motherly. Childish. Tough. Sensitive. Beautiful. Way cooler than she was in high school."
Julian: That girl has been nearly impossible to find, but worth every second of the way.

I'm not here for your entertainment

That girl? She's long gone now...

I wish i could say these words. But baby, they're not my words!

Something is missing...

Walk / Don't Walk

Solta. Livre.
É assim que estou. É assim que me sinto.
Saio à rua em busca de algo que me faça viver, algo que me faça sentir, algo que seja alguma coisa que poderei guardar na minha memória. Chove. A chuva intensa faz-me ver tudo com menos precisão, basta-me atravessar a estrada para seguir caminho. Mas há algo que me prende, algo que me faz nao querer sair daqui, algo que me faz não me querer molhar.

Páro. Será a chuva que me impedirá de não seguir caminho? Ou a questão "mas atravessar a estrada para onde?". E ali fico, à espera de um dia de nevoeiro, pois a visão não será clara, é certo, onde me perderei por essas ruas que me levarão a algo mais.

He was a big man for a big city.
(loving it)

"Too early unknown and known too late."

-Romeu and Juliet

Maybe i'm the only one who sees it. But in the end, what only matters is:

"Mamma likes it!"

RAQUEL, C'MON! DON'T LOOK BACK IN ANGER!

ISN'T IT IRONIC??

No one needs to know, right?

We'll make a pact. Let's see who breaks the rules first.

And the city sleeps. And the city stays all the same.

VIRGO HOROSCOPE 7 de Julho de 2009

"If you just have to do or say it, perhaps you shouldn't. (...) Think deep before you push hard. Suppressed feelings can be transformed into compulsive actions all around, so it may be a good time to question motives, both your own and others'."

"It may be time to mend some fences or get in contact with those you were once close to. "

weird :X:X como sempre bate certo

"Life is very interesting. . . and in the end, some of your greatest pains, become your greatest strengths."

- drew barrymore

So foolishly...

"I remember way back, way back when
I said i never wanna see your face again
Cause you were loving, yes, you're loving somebody else
And I knew, oh yes, I knew I couldn't control myself
And now they bring you back into my life again
And so I put on a face just like your friend's
But I think you know, oh yes, you know whats going on
Cause the feelings in me, oh yes, in me are burning strong

(Chorus)
But I will never be your stepping stone
Take it all or leave me alone
I will never be your stepping stone
I'm standing upright on my own

You used to call me up from time to time
And it would be so hard for me not to cross the line
The words of love layed on my lips just like a curse
And i knew, oh yes, i knew they'd only make it worse
And now you have the nerve to play along
Just like the maestro beats in a song
You got your kicks, you get your kicks from playing me
And the less you give the more i want so foolishly

(Chorus)
But I will never be your stepping stone
Take it all or leave me alone
I will never be your stepping stone
I'm standing upright on my own...
No, I will never be your stepping stone
Take it all or leave me alone
I will never be your stepping stone
I'm standing upright on my own
Never be your stepping stone
Take it all or leave me alone
I will never be your stepping stone
I'm standing upright on my own"

"i carry your heart with me
(i carry it in my heart)
i am never without it
(anywhere i go you go, my dear;
and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling)
i fear no fate
(for you are my fate, my sweet)
i want no world
(for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;
which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart

(i carry it in my heart)"

-e.e. cummings

" I hope someday, somebody wants to hold you for twenty minutes straight and that's all they do. they don't pull away, they don't look away, they don't try to kiss you. all they do is wrap you up in their arms and hold on tight without an ounce of selfishness to it. "

- waitress

PUSH THE TEMPO

"I have come to the conclusion that life is made up of long stretches of feeling lost and confused with brief moments of enlightenment"

Where i'm headed

Pensei e fartei-me de pensar. Cansei. Mas não me sinto cansada.

Não sei se estarei a pedir de mais, ou se isto será demais para ti, demais para aquilo que tu me poderias alguma vez dar.

Não sei bem o que estou a pedir, nem sei bem o que esperar.

Sinto-me perdida agora que parei para pensar. Parei e pensei.

Não sei exactamente em que é que terei pensado, mas sinto-me assim.

Pensamentos repletos de sentimentos, mas vazios de emoções.

Não consigo preencher-me, no entanto fico aqui,

quase que impávida para a vida à espera que outro ser me preencha.

Se quero é porque quero, e se me dão já não quero.

Se não quero quase que me obrigam a querer.

Já não sei o que pensar. Passei quase um ano a desejar uma coisa, um alguém, not somebody but someone, that one.

E esse alguém quis retomar a evolução das coisas, mas não posso, não podemos, não é possível.

Há quem adore o verão, mas dou por mim a detestá-lo.

Detesto porque não posso começar algo que sei que a distância vai estragar. E isso eu não quero. Prefiro esperar, quero que esperes. Consegues?

Não sei até que ponto eu te posso "merecer". Em tempos mereci-te. Sei que sim. Mas agora... a vida tomou outro rumo que eu não escolhi, e não posso fazer nada a nao ser segui-lo, e esperar que no fim tu ainda queiras. É uma prova da tua devoção, digamos.

Esperei todo este tempo, para mim foi esperar, porque tentativas de preencher vazios para mim não contam. Agora não sei mais quem és, nem mesmo o que seríamos. Sei e tenho a certeza que seriamos bons. Bons a ser felizes e a estarmos bem. Basta ambos querermos...

E é essa a nossa história. feita de esperas numa divisão onde as pessoas vão e vêm como numa sala de espera de um aeroporto.

Pessoas que nos entram na vida com as suas bagagens de lembranças perfeitas, imagens que nos marcam, vidas que nos trancam por momentos naquela ilusão...Mas no fim acabamos sempre por encontrar roupa suja.

Rídiculo secalhar, mas foi o que me veio à cabeça.

Neste momento estou nessa sala, onde um outro indivíduo que não me é estranho está sentado a umas cadeiras de mim, e me vai mandando algumas ideias para o ar, e eu tento reconstruir a sua viagem.

Não recorre aos lugares comuns, não reaje como os outros, e eu gosto dessa diferença, apesar de não a poder caracterizar, sei que é diferente.

Mas nem isso sei se poderá igualar ou preencher, porque não tomei ainda consciência da forma da peça.

E tenho medo de tentar ocupar um puzzle com a peça errada.

Já estivemos juntos, já falamos o que falamos, e mesmo assim não sei que forma dar-te, nem mesmo definir as tuas cores.

Quero preencher este puzzle, mas tenho medo do resultado final.

Sei que neste momento isso me faria feliz, não sei medir essa felicidade, nem mesmo caracterizar esta nossa relação "sem compromissos" mas também não seria "portas abertas ao público", como tu mesmo me disses-te. Mas então, é o quê? Somos o quê? Aliás, será que poderemos ser algo?

"We don’t wish for the easy stuff. We wish for big things. Things that are ambitious, out of reach. We wish because we need help and we’re scared and we know we may be asking too much. We still wish, though, because sometimes they come true."

-greys anatomy

Am I wishing too much? Am I asking too much?

Just wanna see some efforts. That's it. That's all.

"The minute you settle for less than you deserve, you get even less than you settled for."
-maureen dowd

RIP KING

"She was more like a beauty queen of a movie scene."