gravity.

You loved me 'cause I'm fragile.

When I thought that I was strong.But you touch me for a little while and all my fragile strength is gone.

bad guy.

"What you lookin' at? You all a bunch of fuckin' assholes.You know why? You don't have the guts to be what you wanna be? You need people like me.You need people like me so you can point your fuckin' fingers and say, "That's the bad guy."So... what that make you? Good?You're not good. You just know how to hide, how to lie. Me, I don't have that problem. Me, I always tell the truth. Even when I lie.So say good night to the bad guy! "

Mankind, probably the most mysterious species on our planet. A mystery of open questions. Who are we? Where do we come from? Where are we going? How do we know what we believe to know? Why do we believe anything at all? Innumerable questions looking for an answer, an answer which will raise the next question and the following answer will raise a following question and so on and so forth. But in the end, isn't it always the same question and always the same answer?

não disse nada porque nada havia para dizer,
amordacei as horas por preencher.
não disse nada porque nada havia para dizer,
eventualmente o peito deixa de doer.
hoje toquei num avião sem tirar os pés do chão.
não me deixes ver para além de ti não faz sentido.

"Nunca houve nada como o amor para nos ajudar a ver o mal.
O amor é o antídoto da cenoura. Eu sempre te vi como uma rapariga encantadora.
Tudo o que fazias tinha de ser forçosamente encantador.
Por muito bruta que fosses, parecia-me sempre uma forma radical de encanto. Mesmo quando teimavas numa manifesta estupidez, eu cansava a cabeça até arranjar maneira de te dar razão. Achava que toda a gente te atacava injustamente. Parecias-me incompatível com a injustiça. "


o amor é fodido - miguel esteves cardoso

evidence

You're so sudden and sweet

All legs, knuckles,

knees

Head's blown clean off

Your mouth paid off

Fuck me til' we know it's unsafe

And we'll paint

Over

the

evidence

Gosto de estar contigo e sentir o tempo parar.

slUt.

.

heart.

I always heard I could get hurt
(I knew that from the start)
Break my face,
my back,
my arms,
my neck
But please don't break my heart.

Fuck U.

Oh, yeah
I love to say fuck when I'm driving in my car
Fuck when I'm walking in the fucking park
Fuck you if you don't like what I say
I love to say fuck every fucking day
Oh yeah
I love to say fuck
I love to say fuck
I love to say fuck
I love to say fuck.