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I'm free to be myself: Junho 2011
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I'm free to be myself. Terça-feira, 21 de junho de 2011. Saudades de gente parva. Se as saudades me batem com força? E as melhores memórias vêm ao de cima. Os melhores momentos chegam com mais força. Espaços de tempo preenchidos ao acaso. Preenchidos, por acaso,. Por muito que não devesse,. Por muito que esteja errado. E está. E muito. Atravessas-me a mente quando menos espero. E ficas a vaguear por ali. Imagens que não apago. Fotografias que não tiradas,. Porque embora as devesse apagar,. There goes the...
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I'm free to be myself: Julho 2011
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I'm free to be myself. Domingo, 10 de julho de 2011. It's always the same,. At the end of the day I'm stuck with myself. Nothing seems enough, I wanna be someone else. Cause sometimes I care. For someone who'd care, to see me happy. I avoid my tears to roll down my tears to roll down my chin. But I'm feeling as lonely as I've lately been. My world is never enough for me. I always want something more, more, more, more, more,. And I'm not even talking about money and things. That my life is not a waste.
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I'm free to be myself: Novembro 2009
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I'm free to be myself. Domingo, 29 de novembro de 2009. This rain keeps on falling. And drowning the good in me. Automaticaly. And freneticaly. I am not capable of making it work,. I am not capable of making it stop. I am not capable. of making it good. And still, the same "but", the same "please", the same "no". To no God, to no Angel, to no nothing. Praying to the others. Praying to get nowhere. Automaticaly. And undeniably. I am alone. And I am totaly lost. Quinta-feira, 26 de novembro de 2009. San Di...
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I'm free to be myself: Maio 2009
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I'm free to be myself. Sábado, 30 de maio de 2009. I'll close my eyes and pretend to fall asleep. I'll try to shut down the body, so the mind can rest. I'll cry until I feel the pain in my hands and soul. And then I'll understand that this was nothing more than a test. So until the sun rises, again inside my person. This mind that I should be, will remain closed inside. When time comes and reveals the personality I should have. I'll finnaly have the courage to take a step and stop to hide.
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I'm free to be myself: Março 2010
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I'm free to be myself. Terça-feira, 23 de março de 2010. Há pessoas que só nos sabem magoar. Há pessoas que só nos conseguem mentir. Há momentos que gostávamos de apagar. Sentimentos que quisemos repelir. Sorrimos e passamos à próxima. Tentativa de ser feliz. Choramos quando batemos no fundo. Ao ouvir o que a razão nos diz. Não há ninguém que me magoe. Mais do que tu. E tu nunca me vais compreender. Não há ninguém que em mim ecoe. Mais do que tu. E tu deitaste tudo a perder". Sorrio e procuro a próxima.
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I'm free to be myself: Not a waste
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I'm free to be myself. Domingo, 10 de julho de 2011. It's always the same,. At the end of the day I'm stuck with myself. Nothing seems enough, I wanna be someone else. Cause sometimes I care. For someone who'd care, to see me happy. I avoid my tears to roll down my tears to roll down my chin. But I'm feeling as lonely as I've lately been. My world is never enough for me. I always want something more, more, more, more, more,. And I'm not even talking about money and things. That my life is not a waste.
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I'm free to be myself: Setembro 2011
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I'm free to be myself. Quarta-feira, 7 de setembro de 2011. I'm just no good. There's no message in the bottle. Just an empty glass. Full of promises, full of dreams. But that's all in the past. I could do things differently. I wish I'd do it all again. But I know I can't learn from my mistakes. Neither I can understand. Simple things I make them hard. I can't wait I finish everything at the start. I'm a soul, I'm an arrow with a broken shaft. I'm just no good. I'm just no good. But why should I. Broken ...
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I'm free to be myself: Março 2009
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I'm free to be myself. Domingo, 1 de março de 2009. They call her freedom. I wonder what freedom is. Is it rain falling on my window. Or am I crying again on my own? Is it sadness that I feel in my heart? Or am I still hard as a stone? I am not happy. I am not mad. I am just wishing for it not to be true. I am not willing for me to come back. I am just trying to understand you. Is it pain that I feel on my chest? Or are these feelings I cannot describe? Is it wishes for me to feel that. Lost in the city.
