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Apaga esta foto por favor.É de minha autoria e por razões pessoais graves, não gostaria de a ver na net.Obrigado desde já.
(...)Mas só conquistarei o mundo depois de amanhã...
Tenho vontade de chorar,
Tenho vontade de chorar muito de repente, de dentro...
Não, não queiram saber mais nada, é segredo, não digo.
Só depois de amanhã...
(...)fp-a.campos
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Olá
Há sempre uma primeira vez...
Esta foi a minha por aqui...
Gostei...acho que vou voltar.
No entretanto...espero que não haja "adiamentos" e que "só depois de amanhã"...possa haver aditamentos.
Boa semana de pensamentos
excelente post para variar!;)
Beijos
Holy
I eat only sleep and air
and everyone thinks I'm dumb
but I'm smart because I've figured it out.
I am slimmer than you are
and I am burning my skin off little by little
until I reach bone and self
until I get to where I am essential
until I get to where I am
Food doesn't tempt me anymore
because I am so full of energy and sense
I can even pass by water now
because I am living off the parts of me
that I don't need anymore.
I could feel the slow drips of pain before,
swirling inside where my lungs should have been.
Now I'm clean inside.
I threw out hundreds of things that I didn't need anymore.
All my dresses and bras
stupid things like jeans and socks.
Most days I float through the house naked
so I can see myself in the mirrors.
I have hundreds of them everywhere
and they talk back to me all the time.
They keep me true and pure.
They make sure I'm still here.
When I knew what I had to do
I took all my notebooks, all my manuscripts
and ate them page by page
so I could take my words with me.
I can finally control my life and even death
and I will die slowly like steam escaping from a pipe.
This is my greatest performance
and all of the actresses who won my parts will say
how wonderful to let yourself go that mad,
how wonderful to go on this kind of journey
and not care if you come back to tell the story.
I scratch words on the walls now
so people will visit this museum and know
how someone like me ends up like this
(they'll say there is art in here somewhere).
Everything that comes out of me is sacred
every tear, every cough, every piss.
Everything that comes off of me is sacred
every fingernail, every eyelash, every hair.
Starvation is sacred and I scratch my bones
against the windows at night.
I light candles and feel myself evaporate.
This body is a little church, a little temple.
You can't see me now because I've gone inside.
My family doesn't call anymore.
My friends don't call anymore.
You can't hurt me anymore.
They can't hurt me anymore.
Only I can.
And that's okay.
I don't need them anymore.
I can live off of me.
I speak to me.
I dance with me.
I eat me.
When they find me, I'll have a little smile on my face
and they'll wrap me in a white cloth and lay me in the ground
and say they don't understand.
But I do.
I don't hurt anymore.
I'm not lonely anymore.
I'm not sad I'm not pretty anymore.
I made it through.
I feel so holy and clean when I stretch out on the floor and sing.
Sometimes god comes in for a minute and says I'm doing fine, I'm almost there.
Every day I get a little closer to vanishing.
Some days I can't stand up because the room moves under my feet
and I smile because I'm almost there,
I'm almost an angel.
One day when I am thin enough
I'll go outside
fluttering my hands so I can fly
and I will be so slight that I will pass through all of you
silently
like wind.
The Golden Palominos
Não guardes para amanhã o que podes conquistar hoje.
Bjks
Será?!?!
MourIda
Depois de amanhã volto ;)
Beijinhos Su
fernanda.....volta sempre:)
wind....merci)
vieille canaille...jocas maradas de voos...
special k....ops então não vou guardar:)))))
mourIda....com certeza.........é..
alien..volta....depressa:))
jocas maradas sempre
Um sentimento profundo
sempre perfeita Su.
bjo
Apaga esta foto por favor.
É de minha autoria e por razões pessoais graves, não gostaria de a ver na net.
Obrigado desde já.
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