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Wednesday, December 30, 2009

So hot out the box
Can we pick up the pace
Turn it up, heat it up
I need to be entertained
Push the limit, are you with it, baby, don’t be afraid
Imma hurt you real good baby

Let’s go, it’s my show, baby, do what I say
Don’t trip off the glitz that I’m gonna display
I told ya, Imma hold ya down until you’re amazed
Give it to ya til your screamin' my name

No escaping when I start
Once I’m in I own your heart
There’s no way to ring the alarm
So hold on until it’s over

Do you know what you got into
Can you handle what I’m ’bout to do
‘Cause it’s about to get rough for you
I’m here For Your Entertainment

I bet you thought that I was soft and sweet
You thought an angel swept you off your feet
Well I’m about to turn up the heat
I’m here For Your Entertainment

'Sall right
You’ll be fine
Baby I’m in control
Take the pain
Take the pleasure
I’m the master of both
Close your eyes, not your mind
Let me into your soul
I’m gonna work it ’til your totally blown

No escaping when I start
Once I’m in I own your heart
There’s no way to ring the alarm
So hold on until it’s over

Adam Lambert - For your entertainment

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Just tell me where the good guys are...

      I'l be running in the opposite direction
One day baby, maybe, I'll see what's good for me.

Sunday, December 13, 2009

Today I remembered when we would play Batman and Catwoman on our street...things were simple...and having fun was so easy.

Saturday, December 12, 2009

Since it seems everyone has a wishlist...here goes mine (even if it's just a reminder of things I'll buy for myself)

(No, I'm not thinking of buying the Eiffel Tower...however a trip there is in mind)

Thursday, December 10, 2009

Hate the sin, love the sinner.

Mahatma Gandhi

Sunday, December 06, 2009

Acknowledgement of the day:

You are nothing compared to the you inside my head...you're heartbreakingly worse...

Tuesday, December 01, 2009

Look at him
Look at me
That boy is bad
And honestly
He’s a wolf in disguise
But I can’t stop staring in those evil eyes

I asked my girlfriend if she’d seen you round before
She mumbled something while we got down on the floor baby

We might’ve fucked not really sure, don’t quite recall
But something tells me that I’ve seen him, yeah

That boy is a monster M-M-M-Monster
That boy is a monster M-M-M-Monster
That boy is a monster Er-er-er-er

He ate my heart
(I love that girl)
He ate my heart
(Wanna talk to her, she’s hot as hell)

He licked his lips
Said to me Girl you look good enough to eat
Put his arms around me
Said “Boy now get your paws right off me”

Sunday, November 29, 2009

I acknowledge my addiction...

For some it's smoking, drinking, drugs, sex...it comes in many ways.
For me...what gives me that high, that special feeling, the extasy...the sudden smile on my face...
(I could be talking about someone in particular...that also does the trick and is SOOO much better, but let's be more general)

FLIRTING...I Need it! Of course this is the next best thing to actually dating, but that's a whole other story, a much more complicated one that can't be satisfied with a stranger blinking his eye at you!
...But no...it won't do if it's any random person...of course they have to appeal to me...a coke addict doesn't sniff flour...it gives no high!...So what I need is to have someone to flirt with. I may even not want anything more than that with him...but I need it!

Someone to try to impress, someone to make me blush, to make me laugh, to make me giggle inside. I need it and when there is no one around to do it, I get anxious, stressed, my spirit isn't as bubbly, I think to damn much about someone I would like to more than flirt...It basically sucks!
I need some flirting to be 100% sane...so please...for my mental health...where do all you so flirtable guys hang out???

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

the dreamers

How can I explain?

Talking to myself

Will I see again?

We are always running for the thrill of it thrill of it

Always pushing up the hill searching for the thrill of it

On and on and on we are calling out and out again

Never looking down I’m just in awe of what’s in front of me

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Ohh now that's worth waking up at 6 in the morning!
I'm finally going to the gym again...after 4 years!! I squeezed into my schedule, well actually I cut sleeping hours...
Yesterday was my incial evaluation, taking measurements, weight, height, heart condition, flexibility...and I was surprised to hear that I was in great condition...and not so surprised to hear him ask me if I had ever done acrobatic gymnastics...yes...I am flexible, but it's innate...And he hasn't seen nothing yet ;)

Well it was a boost for my ego...and now I have to stick to the plan and wake up at indecent hours that drive me crazy..but hey, I guess it's worth it. If I'm ok now, I want to be great!

Monday, November 09, 2009

Right now I feel great about myself! I just sponsered a child from the Dominican Republic!

I recommend visiting the website...it's really simple, just 22$ per month and you'll be providing:
medical care, dental care, education, clothing and many other things. You will be in contact with the child, they send a handwritten welcome letter from your sponsored child (or a family member if your child is unable to write), a new letter from your child about every six months and an annual photo so you can see your child change and grow and many other updates.

So I'm really excited about this! Please checkout the site, even if just to be more informed and to recommend others to check it out!


Monday, November 02, 2009

I'm not about giving chances. Either you drive me Crazy and I WANT you…or nothing's gonna happen.
If it seams like i'm playing hard to get….then you should know, it's not a game and you're not getting me!

Sunday, October 25, 2009

I perfectly remember being impatient to leave, but suddenly there was something new that made me curious and want to stay a while longer.

I NEED that reason again, I need to discover something new, in someone new.

GIVE me a reason.
P.S.- I'm in my high heels, my feet are killing me, so I'm getting a little impacient.

Saturday, October 24, 2009

My weird desires....

When it comes to men, I just might be obsessivley picky. One little thing, that could just pass by unseen to someone else...I will pick it up, obsess over it and convince myself I can't tolerate it.
I already knew I like men with big, strong hands (lets add in good men nails...), but recently I recognized that, at least at first sight, small - almost the size of mine - hands are a real turnoff...

I just sincerly find it weird and unfair for those who have them like that, but I can't help it!

But hey, it's no deal breaker, just don't let me see them before you WoW me.

Friday, October 23, 2009

So would I be out of line if I said "I miss you"?

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

And then in the middle of nowhere I feel your scent...I stop what I'm doing and chase it until it fades away...it always fades..and I'm back to reality. I always break down a little when this happens, as if it's reminding me that you're Not there. It always takes me back and it's a menace to my mental health.

"Close enough to be your ghost..."

Sunday, October 18, 2009

"Dum lado os bonzinhos
com muito cuidado
a dar beijinhos
com dia aprazado.

Do outro os malvados
a fazer amor
sem dias marcados
com frio ou calor.

Dum lado os bonzinhos
muito estudiosos
dizendo versinhos
em salões ranhosos.

Do outro os malvados
gritando na rua
que os braços estão dados
que a esperança está nua.

Dum lado os bonzinhos
metidos na cama
tomando chazinhos
molhando o pijama.

Do outro os malvados
os que dormem nus
sonhando acordados
com feixes de luz.

Dum lado os bonzinhos
batendo nos tectos
sempre que os vizinhos
são mais incorrectos.

Do outro os malvados
que fazem barulho
ao som do vasculho.

Devo ter por certo
os gostos trocados
detesto os bonzinhos
adoro os malvados."

-Ary dos Santos

The world is full of people whose notion of a satisfactory future is, in fact, a return to the idealized past.
- Robertson Davies

Oh, so true...

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Wendy: I know you're not always perfect. I know you have tons of problems, defects, imperfections... but who doesn't? It's just that I prefer your problems. I'm in love with your imperfections. Your imperfections are just great!
Les poupées russes

Saturday, October 10, 2009

Let Go

Monday, October 05, 2009

If you pick me a flower, I’ll wear it in my hair. I’ll stash little notes for you where you least expect them. I don’t have many firsts left.. but I’d like someone who I could offer all of my lasts. We’ll make history together. I’ll wait for you even if you’re late – and I won’t complain about it. Kindness to cashiers, valets, waiters and maddeningly slow postal clerks who would try the patience of Gandhi is a must. I will feel safe and most at peace in your arms. When you’re counting aloud, I will try and mess you up. I find you magically delicious. I will let you be right when it doesn’t really matter. I’ll giggle when you show off and I know it’s just for me. I’ll hold your coffee while you drive. I can build a fire without burning the house down. If you wash the car with me – I promise to wear a white t-shirt for you. I‘ll hide around corners and try to scare you in the middle of the night.. of course, I’ll end up scaring myself and you’ll have to calm me down. I can change a flat tire and my own oil. It’s the simple things you do that make me swoon the most. I love it when you sing to me. I’ll make you mickey mouse pancakes. Sleeping in has a whole new meaning now that we’re doing it together. I’ll cover you up and kiss your forehead when you fall asleep watching tv. I won’t swear around your family or make you wear silly sweaters at my family’s during Christmas. I’ll grant you three wishes. I’ll make you laugh. I’ll stare in wonder with you at that hot chick with the great rack. I will marvel at your strength. I’ll take care of you when you’re sick. I give a kick ass massage. I think it’s hot when you come home all dirty from playing or working hard. My heart will skip every time you walk through the door. My kisses will take your breath away – seriously. I’ll giggle if you leave your socks on in bed. My quirks and oddities have been deemed ‘adorable’ and I will love you more everyday for all of yours. I’ll hold you when you need it. I will give you space when you need it. I will let you be you. You’ll sleep better when I’m next to you. I’ll thank you every time you open a door for me. I’ll never give you shit in front of your friends. I won’t ever let you leave for work in the morning without your lunch and a passionate kiss. We can watch your movie first. I’ll clean the house perfectly every time your mom comes by. I like horror movies only when you’re with me and only as long as you hold me close. I don’t litter. I love when you pull me down to sit on your lap. I love it when you lay your head on my chest in bed. I can be ready (shower and all) in half an hour. I’ll look cute as hell in your shirt in the morning. I can balance a checkbook. I can never turn down a challenge. I’ll fit perfectly in your arms. I’ll understand if you get jealous – and do my best to show you that you have no reason. Hand-written love notes will get you laid every time. I can totally keep a secret. I’m pretty damn funny and will do anything to make you laugh. You will always look hot to me in the morning. I think it’s cute when you eat off my plate. When you’re sleeping, I’ll try to stay quiet. I’ll call when I say I will. Treat me like a woamn and I’ll treat you like a man. To clarify: I’m not looking for a savior, a fix-up project, or anything of that sort. I’m looking for a man who quite simply adds something extraordinary and special to my life. And I to him. A fair exchange, an amazing mind, body and soul connection and a place to build something magnificent.

Saturday, August 29, 2009

Tell me where's your hiding place?
I'm worried I'll forget your face
And I've asked everyone
And I'm beginning to think I imagined you all along

Cornerstone-Arctic Monkeys

Monday, July 27, 2009

Want to buy some illusions,

Slightly used, second hand?

They were lovely illusions,

Reaching high, built on sand.

They had a touch of paradise,

A spell you can't explain:

For in this crazy paradise,

You are in love with pain.

Want to buy some illusions,

Slightly used, just like new?

Such romantic illusions -

And they're all about you.

I sell them all for a penny,

They make pretty souvenirs.

Take my lovely illusions -

Some for laughs, some for tears

Monday, July 20, 2009

Stay Golden

I saw it coming
I just thought that you should know
I'm feeling better every day
I'm only waiting if you stay
So don't feel bad
Your faith was an illusion
And you're as loyal as your faith
Will let you be

Your expectation
It's not hard to live without
I'm feeling better every day
And emptiness still leaves a space
So don't feel bad
You lost all your emotion
And may you find all your relations
Will keep you free
A careless bird is complicated
An empty nest still leaves a space

Friday, July 17, 2009

The way your smile just beams
The way you sing off key
The way you haunt my dreams
No they cant take that away from me

We may never never meet again, on that bumpy road to love
But Ill always, always keep the memory of

The way you hold your knife
The way we danced till three
The way you changed my life
No they cant take that away from me

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

The day that never comes

The day that never comes
Waiting for the one!
The day that never comes!
When you stand up and feel the warmth!
But the sunshine never comes!

Sunday, April 05, 2009

Mad Girl's Love Song

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

Sylvia Plath

Monday, March 30, 2009

Just a few things before I head on my way
You are wonderful and good when you want to be
You are what I want but not what i need
And you are no good for me
But you are the cure, oh yeah, and you are the cause of my blues
Cure me, cure me....

Thursday, March 12, 2009

"I've been looking for my baby
I...I..I've been looking for my baby
I don't know where you can be

I've searched
And I've searched
and I've searched

Could you be hiding from me? (don't hide from me)

Just so you know, our past it's all behind us now

I don't wanna know where you've been
I don't wanna now who you've been with
All i want is for you to come home
All I really want, is for you to come home"

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

All I want is more

"There's something to be said about a glass half full, about knowing when to say when. I think it's more of a floating line, a barometer of need. Of desire. It's entirely up to the individual, and it depends what's being poured. Sometimes all we want is a taste. Other times there's no such thing as enough, the glass is bottomless... all we want is more."

Grey's Anatomy

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Remember those walls I built? Well baby they just got higher...

Friday, February 13, 2009

Lost & Found

I just love it when I find quotes that seem so directed to me that it's scary...most recently I saw this one:

"You know what's wrong with you, Miss Whoever-you-are? You're chicken, you've got no guts. You're afraid to stick out your chin and say, "Okay, life's a fact, people do fall in love, people do belong to each other, because that's the only chance anybody's got for real happiness." You call yourself a free spirit, a "wild thing," and you're terrified somebody's gonna stick you in a cage. Well baby, you're already in that cage. You built it yourself. And it's not bounded in the west by Tulip, Texas, or in the east by Somali-land. It's wherever you go. Because no matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself."

Breakfast at Tiffany's

It always helps to understand myself and to see that I'm not the only one with the same freaky fears...I am afraid of cages...but mostly I'm afraid of being in there alone...and then sometimes...very rarely someone comes along and promises not to cage me but that never really lasts. So now, I say bring on the cages...let's lock ourselves inside!

Tuesday, January 27, 2009


Um dia a maioria de nós irá separar-se.
Sentiremos saudades de todas as conversas jogadas fora,
das descobertas que fizemos, dos sonhos que tivemos,
dos tantos risos e momentos que partilhamos.
Saudades até dos momentos de lágrimas, da angústia,
das vésperas dos finais de semana, dos finais de ano, enfim...
do companheirismo vivido.

Sempre pensei que as amizades continuassem para sempre.
Hoje não tenho mais tanta certeza disso.

Em breve cada um vai para seu lado, seja
pelo destino ou por algum
desentendimento, segue a sua vida.
Talvez continuemos a nos encontrar, quem sabe... nas cartas
que trocaremos.
Podemos falar ao telefone e dizer algumas tolices...
Aí, os dias vão passar, meses... anos... até este contacto
se tornar cada vez mais raro.
Vamo-nos perder no tempo...
Um dia os nossos filhos verão as nossas fotografias e
"Quem são aquelas pessoas?
"Diremos... que eram nossos amigos e... isso vai doer tanto!
-"Foram meus amigos, foi com eles que vivi tantos bons
anos da minha vida!"
A saudade vai apertar bem dentro do peito.
Vai dar vontade de ligar, ouvir aquelas vozes novamente...
Quando o nosso grupo estiver incompleto...
reunir-nos-emos para um último adeus de um amigo.
E, entre lágrima abraçar-nos-emos.
Então faremos promessas de nos encontrar mais vezes
daquele dia em diante.
Por fim, cada um vai para o seu lado para continuar a viver a
sua vida isolada do passado.
E perder-nos-emos no tempo...
Por isso, fica aqui um pedido deste humilde amigo: não
deixes que a vida
passe em branco, e que pequenas adversidades sejam a causa de
grandes tempestades...
Eu poderia suportar, embora não sem dor, que tivessem
morrido todos os meus amores, mas enlouqueceria se morressem
todos os meus amigos!"

Fernando Pessoa