hoje eu vou te acordar

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minha mão encostou no chão
o chão frio me lembra o ar
que eu respiro sem controlar
o que penso onde vou parar
vejo tudo na escuridão
eu agora sou japonês
só tua mão pode me ajudar
a dormir e acordar feliz
se eu sonhar com você

existem distâncias

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não me pergunte
não me responda
não me procure
e não se esconda
não diga nada
saiba de tudo
fique calado
me deixe mudo
seja num canto
seja num centro
fique por fora
fique por dentro
seja o avesso
seja a metade
se for começo
fique à vontade

pitter patter goes my heart

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you're blocking the sunshine

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I'm so bored of your pessimism
I know you don't love me
I know the reason why

duh duh duh

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what can I do?
it's gotten me beaten black and blue
why don't you know?
you got me moving much too slow
why can't you see?
you got me chasing honey bees
you made me fall
broke me up and took it all
call me your messed up boy
just what I've found
you knock my body to the ground
just what I've said
you're tearing up my weary head
do I still shine?
after such a lonely time
you cut me dead
you nail me down and kick my head
cut dead your messed up boy

harm you

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come back
have faith
someone like you
can find the reason
of what i did to you
wake up
don't fear
i want to
love you

close my eyes, feel me now

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I want true love to grow
you can't hide from the way I feel
you will find the way it hurts to love
never cared, and the world turned hearts to love
we will see, now, in a day or two
you will wait
see me go
I don't know, maybe you could not hurt me now
here alone, when I feel down too
over there, when I await true love for you
you can hide, now, the way I do
you can see, now, the way I do

you make me feel like smoke

photo by luigi ghirri from zero1magazine.com

stillcide, short video by eric ko

diving into a melancholic kaleidoscope

via kitsune noir

charles bukowski in "women"

"I had a dream about you. I opened your chest like a cabinet, it had doors, and when I opened the doors I saw all kinds of soft things inside you--teddy bears, tiny fuzzy animals, all these soft, cuddly things. Then I had a dream about this other man. He walked up to me and handed me some pieces of paper. He was a writer. I took the pieces of paper and looked at them. And the pieces of paper had cancer. His writing had cancer. I go by my dreams. You deserve some love."

"I don't want to fuck you over, Dee Dee," I said. "I'm not always good to women."

"I told you I love you."

"Don't do it. Don't love me."

"All right," she said, "I won't love you, I'll almost love you. Will that be all right?"

"It's much better than the other."

We finished our wine and went to bed. . . .

night falls on you (and so do my tears)

hate my impatience, but here I go:
come on, let's leave our misery and crawl toward where we want to be. can't we try?
come on, sleep one night peacefully, then I'll yawn all day easily and rest up my mind.
weary guise, mine the same.
why so worried?
you can't explain.

new slang when you notice the stripes

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never should have called,
but my head's to the wall and I'm lonely.
and if you took to me
like a gull takes to the wind,
well, I'd've jumped from my tree
and I'd've danced like the king of the eyesores
and the rest of our lives would've fared well.

adolphe, benjamin constant

"tourmenté d'une émotion vague, je veux être aimé, me disais-je, et je regardais autour de moi; je ne voyais personne qui m'inspirât de l'amour, personne qui me parût susceptible d'en prendre; j'interrogeais mon coeur et mes goûts: je ne me sentais aucun mouvement de préférence."

"no meu estado de vago tormento emocional resolvi que desejava ser amado e olhei ao meu redor... estudei meu próprio coração e gostos e não consegui atinar com qualquer preferência mais nitidamente demarcada."

she feels the air through her clothes, free as a bird