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let's start this thing! (for real)

Tue May 15, 2007, 12:00 PM
for now on i'll upload what i like and participate more here!
i'll show this for my friend, make new friends and stuff!
i'm looking forward to meet people who like the same things i do.. so don't be shy if you want to talk to me!
my english is not thaaat good but i think that anyone can understand me!
feel free to correct my misspelling, i want to improve!
feel free to show me something you think that i'll like too!
oh.. and yeah, i really need a logo.. i love this element logo but it's really not mine haha so i'll upload something soon!
bye!
:D

  • Mood: Tired
  • Listening to: belvedere

fall back, start over.

Mon May 14, 2007, 4:22 AM
i realized that many thing here aren't thaaaat original, many of the photos here are kind of clichè and every "subject" or "title" is a name or a part of a song so i decided to try to be more original...
the titles won't change a thing but i'll upload only REALLY nice photos/draws/stuff for now on..
no more emo-style journal entries too, i really hate this depressive way to write something that sometimes get inside of me.
i really prefer something like 'ska', for fun and stuff.
"fall back, start over and let all the negativity subside"
-brandy wine, belvedere.

  • Mood: Winter Downs
  • Listening to: belvedere

defeated.

Sun May 13, 2007, 9:01 PM
i don't care if you don't care anymore, i'm here for you.
i don't mind if you're leaving me behind, i'm here for you.
i'm here for you, like i always did.
but for now on, i'm static.
i give up, but my heart will not for at least some years.

  • Mood: Defeated

but winter never comes..

Fri Mar 16, 2007, 8:21 AM
ok, i can live with some rainy days instead.

  • Listening to: dave matthews band
  • Eating: chocolate.

bye.

Sat Mar 3, 2007, 11:43 PM
é essa a hora que eu deleto seus logs, suas mensagens, seus numeros. jogo fora nossas fotos, paro de usar tudo que você me deu.
é essa a hora que eu paro de planejar nossa viagem pra bombinhas, apartamento frente à praia, diária de $100 e com saída marcada pra quinta-feira que vem.
é essa a hora que eu paro de planejar nossa saída daqui, paro de pensar em trabalhar pra juntar o dinheiro necessário.
é essa a hora que eu paro de pensar em você como a única pessoa da minha vida com quem eu passaria a eternidade.
é essa a hora que eu digo "boa sorte" e "se cuida".
é essa a hora que eu digo adeus.

  • Listening to: metric.
  • Eating: chocolate.

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