sábado, 27 de fevereiro de 2010

Ginger.

There is no tsunami, no global warming, no earthquake death's nor ends of the world that could possibly fix her that is broken. No prince that can save a danzel in distress. No medicine powerful enough to close those wounds. No drug that could make thoughts, deceptions and fears simply go away.
This girl has major problems. This girl has no path back to when she was 5 years old and thought of happines as a new puppy she was gonna get from daddy on her birthday or any other date even if it wasn't an important date. She still had daddy, no mother fights nor men issues. She was mentaly healthy in a certain way.
But this girl, like every other, grows up, and when you grow up is when the profound dark place problems apears. And fears, oh the fears. Adulthood took her by surprise and she was now entering a state of mind which she does not see any type of cure. She drank scotch, exotic drinks and beer. She smoked cigarettes and cigar. She proved men after men. She closed her eyes to not see the sun. She opened her eyes to the darkest of nights. Looked around and saw people that a few days later, when she looked again, where not there for too long. She knew it was her fault, she knew it was men's fault, she knew it was men kind's fault. And all she knew was to cry.

terça-feira, 23 de fevereiro de 2010

Margareeeeeeeeeeeti


O filme fica cada vez melhor a medida que o revejo!!

sábado, 13 de fevereiro de 2010

Só pra constar....

Eu não tô mais aguentando esperar!!!



segunda-feira, 1 de fevereiro de 2010

"eu vim pra fazer silêncio e é o tumulto quem vence" Fabiana da minha sala de cinema XD

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...a utopia do seu deitar eterno, sem pão nem água, é um objetivo em minha vida...

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...foi minha alma que se casou com você, por que o meu corpo está há kilometros de distância, esperando o seu voltar....