Eu perco o chão, eu não acho as palavras

Eu ando tão triste, eu ando pela sala

Eu perco a hora, eu chego no fim

Eu deixo a porta aberta

Eu não moro mais em mim

Vamos cantar o coro das velhas?
Cá se vai andando com a cabeça entre as orelhas.

"you’d be insane to follow me"

"was I insane to pick you up on the road?, was I crazy to let you stay here?"

"Don’t compromise yourself. You are all you’ve got."
— Janis Joplin

Há por detrás de nós um Demónio que cruelmente nos divide assim a talho de espada, a todos nos pondo novamente neste estado quando demos a volta inteira ao dolente caminho, pois que as feridas se nos fecham antes de outra vez voltarmos diante dele.

Dante, a Divina Comédia, o Inferno

Losing Bogey was horrible, obviously. Because he was young. And because he gave me my life. I wouldn’t have had a — I don’t know what would have happened to me if I hadn’t met him — I would have had a completely different kind of life. He changed me, he gave me everything. And he was an extraordinary man. - Lauren Bacall

Well, the past is gone, I know that. The future isn’t here yet, whatever it’s going to be. So, all there is, is this. The present. That’s it.

jarmuschbrokenflowers,2005

Pequenos momentos dos meus dias têm feito grandes mudanças.
Misery is the river of the world

Mad about the boy
I know it's stupid to be mad about the boy
I'm so ashamed of it but must admit the sleepless nights I've had
About the boy

Just give me a reason to love you 
Give me a reason to be a woman 
I just wanna be a woman

"Even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise." Victor Hugo

“I will remember your small room, the feel of you, the light in the window, your records, your books, our morning coffee, our noons, our nights, our bodies spilled together, sleeping, the tiny flowing currents, immediate and forever. Your leg, my leg, your arm, my arm, your smile and the warmth of you who made me laugh again.”
C.Bukowski

“By being too sensitive I have wasted my life.”

— Arthur Rimbaud

Terça-feira,
Acordo com a maior ressaca do mundo e vou almoçar com o meu Pai, embebedo-me novamente, chama-se a isto: viver a vida amor, que o tempo que passou não volta, não.

O resto é mar
É tudo que eu não sei contar
São coisas lindas
Que eu tenho pra te dar
Fundamental é mesmo o amor
É impossivel ser feliz sozinho

Quero a vida sempre assim,
com você perto de mim.