"no pressures" "no surprises, then" "and after it all i'll be the tourist, a lucky one" "yeah, nice dream" "no, i have to be optimistic" "oh but but, down is the new up" "not if i go slowly. i wont even need an airbag and everything will be in its right place" "creepy, you won"

Radiohead em Portugal fuck yeah

hello, december

"Estará esta gente a perceber realmente das cenas que a stora tanto fala, ou tenta, enquanto se passeia pela sala e mexe freneticamente no cabelo?"
É este o pensamento das aulas de Modelos.

I always feel like I'm struggling to become someone else. like I'm trying to find a new place, grab hold of a new life, a new personality. I guess it's part of growing up, yet it's also an attempt to reinvent myself. by becoming a different me, I could free myself of everything. I seriously believed I could escape myself - as long as I made the effort. but I always hit a dead end. no matter where I go, I still end up me. what's missing never changes. the scenery may change, but I'm still the same old incomplete person. the same missing elements torture me with a hunger that I can never satisfy. I guess that lack itself is as close as I'll come to define myself. for your sake, I'd like to become a new person.

Haruki Murakami

"you'll see love full of creativity ♥"

por martchica

rompi com o cliché, ninguém me atirou à cara de que já podia ser presa.