Help me if you can. It's just that this, this is not the way I'm wired. So could you please,
Help me understand why You've given into all these Reckless dark desires.
You're lying to yourself again! Suicidal imbecile! Think about it, put it on the faultline. What'll it take to get it through to you precious? Over this. Why do you wanna throw it away like this? Such a mess. I don't want to watch you...
Disconnect and self destruct one bullet at a time. What's your rush now, everyone will have his day to die!
Medicated, drama queen, picture perfect, numb belligerence. Narcissistic, drama queen, craving fame and all its decadence.
Lying through your teeth again! Suicidal imbecile! Think about it, put it on the faultline. What'll it take to get it through to you precious? Over this. Why do you wanna throw it away like this? Such a mess. I don't want to watch you...
Disconnect and self destruct one bullet at a time. What's your rush now, everyone will have his day to die!
They were right about you...
Lying to my face again! Suicidal imbecile! Think about it, put it on the faultline. What'll it take to get it through to you precious? Over this. Why do you wanna throw it away like this? Such a mess. Over this, over this!
Disconnect and self destruct, one bullet at a time. What's your hurry, everyone will have his day to die. If you choose to pull the trigger, should your drama prove sincere, Do it somewhere far away from here!
Give me a reason to stay here 'Cause I don't wanna live in fear. I can't stop the rain, but I can stop the tears. Oh, I can't fight the fire, But I can fight the fear.
No more, I just can't live here No more, I can't take it, can't take it! No more, what do we stand for? When we all live in fear!
Give me a reason to believe, 'Cause you don't wanna see me leave. I can't stop the rain, But I can stop the tears. Oh, I can't fight the fire, But I can fight the fear.
No more, I just can't live here No more, I can't take it, can't take it! No more, what do we stand for? When we all live in fear!
I've waited my whole life to find you I've dreamed like the desert dreams of rain When the heavens opened up And you descended the raindrops through my fingers slipped away
Now I'm so afraid that you'll fly away And no cage on earth could ever make you stay Now I'm so afraid that you'll fly away I was afraid you'd fly away When the cage is open We'll fly away
So I tried to be everything that you wanted But failed to be anything at all I knew there'd come a day when you'd discover I'm just an ordinary human after all
And I'm so afraid that you'll fly away And no cage on earth could ever make you stay Now I'm so afraid that you'll fly away I was afraid you'd fly away When the cage is open We'll fly away
These wings are broken These wings won't fly I'm trapped here on the ground While you reach for the sky
But I'm so afraid that you'll fly away And no cage on earth could ever make you stay But I'm so afraid to let it fly away When the cage is open We'll fly away
When the chains are broken And the cage is open Will my heart be broken? We'll fly away
"You are like Pavi Largo, the narcissist/rapist/women-face wearer. You are totally in love with women's faces. Your own face got screwed up somehow, and your fetish with women's faces has lead to wearing them. They attatch with hooks which have been surgically put in your face. You have a strong Italian accent, and you "steal all the hearts". Your weapon is a mirror."
Que eu saiba, os sonhos são "reflexos" da nossa consciência, right? Não me venham com tretas de sonhos que adivinham o futuro e porcarias, se sonhas com algo, é porque está na tua cabeça. Pois aí está logo o problema. Eu estou a escrever isto, que não vai dar em nada, mas apetece me escrever qualquer coisinha no blog (e este ano não estou com paciência para falar das férias ou de estarmos num novo ano - who cares anyway? vai ser um ano como todos os outros, feios. e não me venham com as tretas do horóscopo "este ano o escorpião vai estar óptimo!" ...yeah right), e porque estou farta dos sonhos que ando a ter. É sempre a mesma coisa. Podem mudar de "personagens" ou coisas, mas insinuam sempre a mesma coisa. E eu não gosto de tal coisa, porque eu já sou confusa o suficiente. Quando eu me decido de alguma coisa, ou quando deixo de pensar noutra, sou logo atormentada com sonhos que insinuam, praticamente, que estou errada. For fuck sake! Haja paciência! E eu disso não tenho nenhuma. Agora, se alguém lesse isto, o que diria era "mas se sonhas com isso, é porque no subconsciente or whatever o pensas/queres", e a isso eu respondo - ora muito obrigado, isso sei eu. E é isso que irrita! Quem acredita nas tretas que os sonhos têm respostas ou lá o que for, era um sinal e acabou. Mas eu não acredito em sinais, logo, o problema está na minha cabecinha. Logo, a minha cabeça está me a irritar >:C
Concluindo, este post não serviu para nada nem para falar de nada. Fantástico! Um post mesmo ao meu estilo. (E nem sei porque continuo a perder tempo com coisas que sei que ninguém vai ler.)
