dying to live

Continuo longe, não te aproximes sff.

fantastic pic by Damaiscus

by the drop

A minha vontade fechou as portas
o cansaço derrubou-me.
Aos meus amigos peço desculpa mas não posso estar presente
aos meu inimigos peço desculpa mas não são tão importantes
Embora apareça por aí, e por aqui,
a minha luz fugiu
o meu coração persegui-a
A minha mente desvaneceu-se
e agora por último,
as minhas pernas dobraram-se.


"My mind is achin', Lord it won't stop, That's how it happens, livin' life by the drop" Stevie Ray Vaughan

smile

And stop acting like those «pretty-girls» who never show off their teeth.
And stop acting like those Hollywood-created superstars.
And stop faking sadness.

People are not perfect except when they smile.
Smile by ~Wings-Of-A-Messiah

I am going.

My soul is racing ahead of me. It says: "The body is too slow for me". I am going.

Rumi

As seconds fly por BatDesignz

smoke?

“Sometimes you wake up. Sometimes the fall kills you. And sometimes, when you fall, you fly.”Neil Gaiman

Filosofia de banda desenhada

Às vezes encontramos respostas onde menos esperamos:



"Are arbitrary labels more important than the way we live our lives, what we're supposed to be more important than what we actually are?" (Cyclops in the graphic novel X-Men: God Loves, Man Kills, Chris Claremont)

"A man without hope is a man without fear" (Daredevil, 1st series, #229, Frank Miller)

"..nobody's got so many friends that he can afford to start losin' 'em." (The Falcon, explaing his search for a missing old friend -- "The Summons of Psyklop" The Avengers (1st series) #88, Roy Thomas)

"You're a part of that world. And you love it. You let it hurt you and you love it all the more. I'm not that strong." (Elektra - Daredevil (1st series) #168, Frank Miller)

With great power there must also come great responsibility! (Spider-Man's debut in Amazing Fantasy #15, Stan Lee)

"What power would Hell have if those here imprisoned were not able to dream of Heaven?"
(Morpheus, Sandman #4, Neil Gaiman)

e para finalizar em GRANDE:

"Have you even been in love? Horrible, isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens your heart and it means someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses. You build up this whole armor, for years, so nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...

You give them a piece of you. They don't ask for it. They do something dumb one day like kiss you, or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so a simple phrase like "maybe we should just be friends" or "how very perceptive" turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a body-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love."
-- Rose Walker to Desire - Sandman: The Kindly Ones, Neil Gaiman

just a joker

Haven't you ever heard of the healing power of laughter?

pic by CameraDude

para a menina com 2 corações

Inicialmente era definitivo
no fim foi provisório
agora faz-me falta.
devolve, se faz favor.



imagem por PinkEyeLiner

O perigo transparência

Quando estou triste até o padeiro nota,
quando estou feliz fico com um sorriso ridículo
quando penso abro a boca,
quando choro fico com os olhos vermelhos por 2 horas
quando corro demoro meio dia a recuperar o fólego.

Ontem escrevi um post que te deixou magoada
Arrependo-me,
Como me arrependo várias vezes com a voz alta dos meus sentimentos.
Mas não o apago, porque assim sou, e por enquanto assim quero ser.

Tenta não me condenar por isso, da mesma forma que digo que me magoaste, sabes que te adoro.

Não quero um dia deixar de pensar em ti, porque a tua presença como amiga é tão essencial como a vontade que tenho de dizer que penso em ti.

"um sentidor"

pic by WickedNox

Cantando a distância

Apareceste de repente, agora pareces estar cá para sempre, mas "cá" é cada vez mais longe.

Entretanto vou cantando a distância, numa sequência de meias-horas eternas. Vou dizendo-te que sofro, que faço e que que conquisto. Vou tentanto fazer ver-te que estou perto, enquanto tu vais cantando à distância dizendo que estás sempre presente. As pequenas quebras na rotina que estupidamente criei são para ti necessidades normais.
Tu nunca me prometeste tudo, eu nunca quis menos de tudo e nunca aprendi a não dizer nunca.

Vou entretanto cantando a distância, cada vez mais distante, culpando-me por ter estado feliz quando acreditei na mentira do sempre.

desenho por donnybrasko

"Birth was the death of him" S.B.

"-Tenho um sonho para te entregar
-Agora, não tenho tempo. Deixa-o aí.
-Não é um recado. É um sonho.
-Deixa-o aí, já disse. Agora tenho de ir. Estou atrasada"

Maria Gabriela Llasol (1931)

The Dream by Amelee

my mind's "writers block"

by !boobookittyfuck

"Death is so full of Life

She's on everyone path
She lives in our dreams
she even smiles at us when we are sad
She shows me a way when I cry

She helps every stranger in need
She's the opposite of this hard and boring life
I love her so much
and this love is so pure
and she has so many things to do...

I decided,
I only want to be with her
when she's ... "

Love injection by alex casteels

If

Este poema foi-me emprestado há 33 anos, no dia em que nasci, pelos meus pais.
Penso nele frequentemente e não está nos meus planos devolvê-lo.

[IF]

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream--and not make dreams your master,
If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!

--Rudyard Kipling

Don't say that later will be better

"(...)
I was unconscious, half asleep
The water is warm till you discover how deep
I wasn't jumping, for me it was a fall
It's a long way down to nothing at all" SIAM - U2

photo by Arou

Despair

Dark and Black,
No sunshine left to fight it back.

Boxed up and Bottled tight,
Sometimes I wonder, am I strong
enough for this fight.

A new day, Another tomorrow.
Is there really a place for all
my sorrow.

Moving forward, No turning back.
Sometimes I wish someone would
pick up the slack.

Back inside and Nestled tight,
I am forever reaching toward the
light.

words of despair ... by lostko
Art byAerten