sexta-feira, 17 de abril de 2015

I'm so embarrassed. I'm not a real person yet.


"It's that thing when you're with someone and you love them and they know it and they love you and you know it... but it's a party... and you're both talking to other people, and you're laughing and shining... and you look across the room and catch each other's eyes... but - but not because you're possessive, or it's precisely sexual... but because... that is your person in this life. And it's funny and sad, but only because this life will end, and it's this secret world that exists right there in public, unnoticed, that no one else knows about. It's sort of like how they say that other dimensions exist all around us, but we don't have the ability to perceive them. That's - That's what I want out of a relationship. Or just life, I guess." Frances Ha

quarta-feira, 8 de abril de 2015

Arranja-me um emprego!



Sabendo que as minhas intenções são das mais sérias,
partamos para férias.
Mas para ter férias é preciso ter emprego
- espera aí que eu já lá chego!

Agora pensa numa casa com o mar ali ao pé,
e nós os dois a brindarmos com rosé...

Esqueço-me de tudo com um por-do-sol assim
- chega aqui ao pé de mim..


Gordes

terça-feira, 24 de março de 2015

And you think I'm the negative one?



Late nights and black Israelites
White women singing under diner lights

Baseball bats that never hit home runs


Gordes

terça-feira, 17 de março de 2015

Priceless Ballet


Life was full and fruitful and you could take a real bite
The juice poring well over your skins delight

Under your dresser, right by your ear
It's creeping in sweetly...


Lacém

Dirty Job



Big green eyes that look like, son
They can see every cheap thing that you ever done

So fuck that little mouse 'cause I'm an Albatraoz

quarta-feira, 21 de janeiro de 2015

leaving it up to you



When I dance alone, and the sun's bleeding down, blame it on me
When I lose control and the veil's overused, blame it on me
When I dance alone, I know I'll go blame it on me

sexta-feira, 16 de janeiro de 2015

grata pela anamnese



Regrets collect like old friends
Here to relive your darkest moments
I can see no way, I can see no way
And all of the ghouls come out to play

And it's hard to dance with a devil on your back...
So shake him off!


Schloss Nymphenburg, Munique