Come pick me up

When they call your name
Will you walk right up
With a smile on your face
Or will you cower in fear
In your favorite sweater
With an old love letter
I wish you would
I wish you would
Come pick me up
Take me out
Fuck me up
Steal my records
Screw all my friends
They’re all full of shit
With a smile on your face
And then do it again
I wish you would
When you’re walking downtown
Do you wish I was there
Do you wish it was me
With the windows clear and the mannequins eyes
Do they all look like mine
You know you could
I wish you would
Come pick me up
Take me out
Fuck me up
Steal my records
Screw all my friends behind my back
With a smile on your face
And then do it again
I wish you would
I wish you’d make up my bed
So I could make up my mind
Try it for sleeping instead
Maybe you’ll rest sometime
I wish I could

I'm impossible to forget but hard to be remembered.

Have Yourself a Merry Little Crazy Christmas :)

Safety Bricks

Broken Social Scene presents Kevin Drew - Safety Bricks
Acho-a verdadeiramente fenomenal.

You can never really start from the start
The ending begins inside of your heart
Well the people, they love to remember your name
It's a hospital bed but it's all just the same

Why did you leave when you were returned
Your past is your future, your future will learn
The crows that fly, we'll try not to find
You do things once, you know you'll do it twice

Still I want kids with safety bricks
And a car that's quick
So we can split

Why did protection burn down your home?
The smoke was so rich that they gave you a throne
We're turning cruel hands into some rice
Three times a charm, three times you pay the price

Still I want kids with safety bricks
And a car that's quick
So we can split
I want kids with safety bricks
And a car that's quick
So we can split

The middle should live inside of your brain
I'll stop for a moment and try to refrain
I'm hoping you love just like when you were a kid
Let's hop a fence and do what we always did

Finally we are no one

Diz-lhe que não
Diz-lhe que tudo acabou
Que é sempre mais feliz
Aquele que mais amou
Chega de juras de amor
Promessas de amor eterno
Para algum tempo depois
Voltarmos ao mesmo inferno
Por vezes é mesmo assim
Não há outra solução
Dói muito dizer que sim
Dói menos dizer que não
Diz-lhe que não
Diz-lhe que chega de ouvir as frases habituais
Chamou-me a maior paixão da vida
Coisas banais
Maior ou não, pouco importa
Ser a unica isso sim
Diz-lhe que não me enganou
Enganou-se ele por mim
Diz-lhe que não
Está na hora de acabar
Mas por favor não lhe digas
Que ainda me viste chorar

Lúcia Moniz - Dizer Que Não

Há doenças piores que as doenças,
Há dores que não doem, nem na alma
Mas que são dolorosas mais que as outras.
Há angústias sonhadas mais reais
Que as que a vida nos traz, há sensações
Sentidas só com imaginá-las
Que são mais nossas do que a própria vida.
Há tanta coisa que, sem existir,
Existe, existe demoradamente,
E demoradamente é nossa e nós...
Por sobre o verde turvo do amplo rio
Os circunflexos brancos das gaivotas...
Por sobre a alma o adejar inútil

Do que não foi, nem pôde ser, e é tudo.
Dá-me mais vinho, porque a vida é nada.

Fernando Pessoa

Existe tanto em mim hoje, ainda que tão atrasado em ti amanhã.

From madly to ... hope that everything changes

“Jack:
- I realized something so basic… so basic:…
I don’t know you!

Jack realized after two years being with me, that he didn’t know me at all, nor did I know him. And to trully love each other, we need to know the truth about each other, even if it isn't so easy to take. So I told him the truth, which was: I never cheat on him and I also told him that I met Matthew in the afternoon, did not get mad on me because nothing happened… Of course…
I confessed to Jack that the toughest thing for me was to decide to be with someone for good. The idea that this is it, this is the man I’m going to spend the rest of my life with, to decide that I will make the effort to stay and work the things out and not run of the minute there is a problem, it’s very difficult for me.
I told him I cannot be with just one man for the rest of my life. It’s was a lie but I said it anyway. He asked me if I thought that I was a scroll collecting man like nuts to putt away in cold winters. I thought it was quite funny.
But then he said something that hurt my feelings...
The tone changed drastically, then I mist understood what he was saying, I thought he meant he didn’t love me anymore, and that he wanted to break up.
It always fascinates me how people go from loving you madly to nothing at all…. nothing….
It hurts so much…
When I feel that someone is going to leave me I attendance to break up first, before I had to hear the whole thing.

Here it is…
One more, one less.
Another waste of love story. I really loved this one…
When I think that it’s over and that I will never see him like this.
Well.. oh yes, I'll bump into him, and we will meet our new boyfriend and girlfriend and act like we had never been together. Then we will slowly think of each other less and less until we forget each other completely… almost.
Always the same for me, break up, break down, drink up, fool around, meet one guy another, fuck around until you forget the one and only. Then after a few months a subtotal emptiness starts again for full love. Desperately look everywhere, and after two years of loneliness meet a new love and swear it’s the one, until that one is gone as well.

There is a moment in life when you can't recover anymore from another break up.
And even if this person, bugs you sixty percent of the time,.. well you still can't live without him. And even if he wakes you, every day by sneezing right in your face… well… you love his sneezes more than anyone else his kissing’s.”

My Words by Julie Delphy in Two days in Paris.