Fire

Os autocarros em Londres, esperam-se-os e veem 4 de uma vez.
Acender cigarros, queimar a prata o aqucer a colher...
Bem nunca se os tem.Mas quando veem os isqueiros sao aos multiplos.

Rape of the pianist...

I have nothing to add. Absolutely right.

dick,cock,major tom...

Well, here's another nice mess you've gotten me into...

Joana in brasilian

R.I.P.

Harsh reality that of losing loved ones. I feel as they move on to a much more enlightened substance but the pain makes you wonder of all the things you have not.
Not sorry how life is turning out but voided of companionship it doesn't get to pleasant.
Still, time is on my side.
And the quest persists.

Still abstaining

Still abstaining

Life has these screwed up situations, doesn't it? I now i worry.

I've always loved the romantics, the quest for the girl, the chivalry code, the game...

It has been my constant downfall where relationships are concerned. I don't like them easy, they bore me. So i live constantly in love.

These last 3 years though have been complicated.

I have stepped back and decided that women were generally my problem and that i was never in a healthy situation, back this last one takes the load.

The worst thing is that i am absolutely in love with this girl.But couldn't really change much.So..she's 7 months pregnant and dated a big friend of mine.

Well, on and off, anyways.We went out and things happened.I thought time would mend this, but it turns out it made it worst.I can't forget her feet, her nose her smile.Then i've spoken to him today and he knows it now.I felt so sorry for him and felt so devasted by what he said that i did the only thing that i could do if i was anybody else.I wrote her a text saying that i could no longer see her or speak to her.

I am dead inside.It hurts so much, but i know it's the only thing to do.How fair is life?

Fuck this crap.

So i'll endure celibacy for a while longer and learn from this.

My blog is my memory.And my sentence.

I hate not being able to be with her.Fuck the rules.

And still i'm chained to them.

The END

It's official...

I no longer have Hepatitis and big brother is finally over for good.

GREAT YEAR AIN'T IT???

Madeira and family

dont wanna go...

welcome,bienvenue,willkommen,BEMVINDA

TO THE NEWEST MEMBVER OF MY FAMILY.

MAN IS SHE GOING TO HAVE IT TUFF

FOREVER JULIO

I am all squeezed out.

Can't stand to work anymore.

Bummer.Damn all for stealing my thunder.

Hepatocytes

It has gone 11 years now.

And today i was finally declared free of it.

Won't be seeing these pictures soon and still on track for 103 years old.

oinks

Phew...a week sick but no weird flues.

me thinks...

Now the next results are due this week. Will i sign up with Aviva for a pension scheme???

depression

I am going insane with nothingness...

Holidays are coming.

Boy do i need them

GO FIGURE

I swear...

I DO NOT UNDERSTAND WOMEN!!!!

Help!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

My percepction of reallity is not good anymore.

I am tired and confused and i dunno where i'm going.

I need holidays and i've started smoking again.

I can't write but still i am content.

How frustrating is this?!

i miss inteligence...

Not fair

There is no symmetry in the universe.

It is one of the most wishful thinking theories of the religious themes that run the world.

I say this not with hurt but with the certainty of facts, as the simple idea of such would destroy the very concept of a forgivable God.

And God not only doesn't play dice with the universe, He also cares for knowing all that is known and unknown as it completes Him as the omnipotent all.

So on the question of fairness, the concept is entirely human and it's practice is society driven.

And everyone breaks the rules.

ATCHOOO BABY

It's amazing...no longer do we care, in London, if someone enters the train looking suspicious and caring a rucksack. They can even be wearing a winter coat in summertime for all we care.This city has it's characters and boy, does nothing amaze us any more...

Still, a simple sneeze, even though is hay-fever season, and you are short of crucified.

I know, i would be one nailing the nails.

SO COVER YOU FREAKING MOUTHS

Tell me why...i don't like Mondays

a couple of weird things happened this week but nothing more so than champagne cocktails on Monday and testicular pain that i thought was all but over with age.Nice.

Now...continuation?

I keep on moaning about it and how i don't like it, so you would be forgiven to think that i am thrilled.Still, i would like to not have an "got your earings" argument to forcibly pick up the cell.

Bummer.

It damn if i will, damn if i wont.