It has been a while since I last posted here. And a lot has been going on in my life.

I'm really happy now. Life could be better, it always could, but at this moment I'm really joyful.

"Should I just be thankful for what u haven't done or hateful for what u've made me be through?" (without anything else to say)

Be happy...content...feliz

I guess my life is going quite well. Some ups and downs but i've been feeling like writing for the last few days. I'm in a really up moment now (even if it doesn't look like it) and im happy.

Parce q la vie est comme sa et ne devait pas etre d'autre façon. Jé mes amis à moi et personne peut changer sa. J suis tro content.

E pk smp k eu xcrevo, o meu corpo s separa da minha alma e n sendo o primeiro k xcreve, as palavras correm com mais fluidez nas paginas brancas. Nada pode alterar a minha situaçao agr e vivo agreavelmente...sou feliz

[isn't it great to be capable of write fluently in different languages?]

Tears...

"For only once in life, he wanted to feel that he was part of a group. But no, it wasn't his time yet. Tears. He imagined that everything was going to change after he had changed. But no, it wasn't his time yet. Tears. He couldn't describe the reason for this complication (he would not say problem). Somewhere in the world was hidden the real sense of life. But no, it wasn't there. Tears. Tears that wouldn't solve something they had started. Tears that wouldn't help him. He simply needed help. How? He didn't know. Why? It wasn't his time yet."


For when u fell u don't belong to any world, even the death one.

Changing...

There are times when someone needs a change. I arrived at this moment and i guess that slowly i've been changing. But there is something...undescribable...that fights back...untiredfully...that i can hardly beat. Memories from a far past that i tried to assimilate; memories from a close past that i tried to forgot. I need help, simply a small push that makes me get in the rails, once again, to stay til the end.

Be happy

"Si ne trouvons pas de choses agreables, nous trouverons du moins des choses nouvelles."-->Voltaire

Alphabet thing

When I don't have anything to do during my classes, I make defies to myself. This one for example:

"Another day, another fresh feeling. Being someone is my true goal in a life where no one is anything. Cleaning the blood out of my face, out of my body, my soul, myself. Daring to do the impossible, even if the possible is hard to reach. Even thinking higher than everyone else might do it. For what? Guests from a past that wonder around you, memories. Having to fight them, constantly. I'm not that tough. Joking? Kidding? Laughing? Many times I cared to face my past, my fears. No, I couldn't do it. Or should I say I can't do it? Place me in the future. Quest to the final battle was now the new goal. Running. Shinning. Thinking I could even change the world. Unbelieveble. Victory in the end. World at my feet. X. Y. Z, the incognits."

I know it isn't the best, but I've mad one in portuguese that is awesome, but I forgot it at school...

Times...bah...moments

There are times when...bah...il y a parfois des moments...t'as envie d'ecrire...write...as you never did...pour un moment, t'es sure q tout est possible...even of being capable of changing the world...des mondes...any world!!!

Are we capable of feel...en français...english...chaque langue est près d nous...pour ressentir...a feeling...that no one is capable of feel except...moi!!!

I'm different...mais égal à tout le monde...everyone...but no one knows me...il y a q moi-meme...only me!!!

"flames to dust/ lovers to friends/ why do all good things come to an end?"

(sorry if i write half french, half english but it's my world...now)

Bored

I dont really feel like writing. I'm bored of being at home doing naught. So, for the ones that are like me, I bow to them and I might say naught.


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