12.3.11

eu quero ir de bender ao próximo carnaval. está decidido.


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egoísmo musical.
general feeling.


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9.3.11

Porque há o direito ao grito
então eu grito.


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Clarice Lispector

8.3.11

I come here and imagine that this is the spot where everything I've lost since my childhood is washed out. I tell myself, if that were true, and I waited long enough then a tiny figure would appear on the horizon across the field and gradually get larger until I'd see it was Tommy. He'd wave. And maybe call. I don't know if the fantasy go beyond that, I can't let it. I remind myself I was lucky to have had any time with him at all. What I'm not sure about, is if our lives have been so different from the lives of the people we save. We all complete.
Maybe none of us really understand what we've lived through, or feel we've had enough time.



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Never let me go, Mark Romanek (2010)




(Cada vez gosto mais da Carey Mulligan)

6.3.11

eu diria o mesmo dos domingos aqui


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(...)
embora eu nunca tivesse conseguido aprender como se vive aos sábados, se é que existe uma maneira específica de atravessá-los.

Fernando Caio de Abreu