sábado, 17 de março de 2012

I Hate Love



Have you ever been in love? horrible, isn't it?
It  makes you so vulnerable.
it opens your chest and it opens up your heart and and it means that someone get inside you and mess up you. You build up all these defenses,you build up a whole suit of armor.

So that nothing can to hurt you, so one stupid person, no different form any other stupid person wanders into your stupid life... you give them a piece of you.
They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb someday,like kiss you or smile at you .
And so, your life is not your own anymore.

Love takes hostages.
It gets inside you, it eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness. So simple a phase like' maybe we should be just friends'  turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart, It's hurt.
No just in the imagination, no just in the mind,
It's a soul- hurt ,a real gets- inside- you and - rips- you - apart pain.
I hate love.

sábado, 3 de março de 2012

Realize


Dificil analizar o que de fato parece estar tão longe,tão incomun,tão lindo... que desnumbra.
Ocasiões são raras entre os desacasos,que chegam  dentre pensamentos constantes e asombrosos.
Pessoas que falam o que pensam, pessoas que não pensam, que não falam... nada.
Tudo tão commun,tão hilário,o riso,o choro... a vontade,que não passa.
Essa Ilusão quase mata o realismo  natural do rumo incerto,que muda,muda as horas,muda o dia,muda o mundo,a poesia,a razão,o motivo maior,da vivência do ser,CRESCER.