Yet another blog

Hummingbird

I lost count of how many times I've tried to take one single photograph of a hummingbird.

They're fast, they come and back in a blink, so it is nearly impossible.

It was quite an exercise... about 1h and a couple blurred shots, but I did it! Loved it.

This one has the miniature effect from my new camera Canon 600D - which makes it even more special.

Enjoy.

Andressa

It's been a while I want to write about her, but I couldn't find the words.I still don't. Tough it was always easy to talk to her...

Dedê, I'll see you again. And we'll sing again. And you'll tell me why you chose Joey to name your dog. Your mom and dad said something, but I want to know the real story from you! We won't be surprised to find out it was for the same reason I named mine Joey as well ;) And I'll remind you things you used to do as a kid. I saw old photos at your aunt's the other day and memories paid me a visit... And you got to tell me the things you did since the last time we saw each other... It was here in SP... I remember well...

See? So easy to talk to you. Guess you will always be around, even when you're not.

Love ya.

Always your big sis,
Leleli

Generosity

Her dog died today, and when she was told that he closed his eyes to sleep and that he would never wake up again because he would be upstairs with "Papai do Céu", she said she would ask her magician friend to use his magic wand. And the magic wand would make him open his eyes again and so he would come back home. Because yes, he can stay with Papai do Céu, but she wants him at home with her.

But she won't ask her friend to do it today because she has to go out, so her dog can spend sometime upstairs, but tomorrow he will come back home.

So generous.

Silence.

Much to say.

You not here to listen.

You not wanting to listen.

Me wanting to listen.

You not wanting to speak.

Silence.

São Paulo

DSC00369, originally uploaded by GiPereira.

São Paulo is a giant concrete building forest.

There was a time when you could see a line behind the buildings where everything was green - a leftover of Mata Atlântica or the start of the country side depending the way you look.

Nowadays you just see more buildings.
Even the trees from the city parks are hard to be found.

Is this the city we want our children to be grown in the not so long future?

Ladybug wishes me luck

I hate bugs. We posted some serious messages about how to kill them on a friend's Facebook profile today and there were some good ideas about it. But ladybugs are not real bugs. They are special ones.

As a kid I used to get them on my hands and keep passing it from one hand to the other until they fly away because all kids used to say ladybugs give luck. So we all wanted to keep the ladybugs to ourselves as much as possible to be lucky kids.

Well, true or not, I got this ladybug to wish me luck so that one day I can tell you face to face that I've been missing you and I miss telling you that I miss you and also all the other stupid things I used to say and I know that things will be fine in the end. I have faith... you should have too. Believe and make it happen.

(photo: Elin Torger/1x.com)

Mo li hua kai / Jasmine women

I just finished watching this movie and I am impressed, touched, resented, happy and many other adjectives that I can't write in any language write now.

The movie is beautiful. Ziyi Zhang plays all her roles perfectly. I dare saying that this is how an actor should do its job - if you put different roles in the same movie you don't feel it is the same person playing it. It just seems/feels it is someone else. Cheers to that.

The movie is about three generation of women - not exactly bound by blood - and how they develop their lives based on love, trust and mistakes.

After seeing it I feel proud of being a woman and also being able to make such a lot of mistakes and still have strength to survive, believe and fight for what we want/need in our lives. It doesn't mean it is easy. But it is possible.

You can easily give up on a lot of things, but the fact that you are a woman, just gives you the tools to overcome whatever it is that is on your way to move forward.

But, of course, we are not made of strengths only. We have weakness, flows and a huge ability to heal and love, even when all we want to do is hate. When we lose our faith...

Perhaps it doesn't make sense to you - especially if you are a man - but see the movie. Let yourself  be touched by the facts. See how it is easy to be a man in a woman's life and then leave. See how it can change our life in a way that one can't possibly understand. And also see how we are able to move forward. Are you sure you want let someone like this this go? If we are able to all of that when we are alone, can you picture the things we can do together?

Uh! Loads of thoughts. Try some yourself.

Mo li hua kai (Jasmine women)
Directed by Hou Yong

50's

Apparently everyone's turning on 50's lately. I went to this party last night to celebrate someone's 50th birthday. If alive, Ayrton Senna and Renato Russo would both be turning 50 tomorrow and next week.

Does it make my idols - or some of the idols of my generation - half century old now?

And what exactly does it mean? Are they more experienced? Would Renato Russo sing about father/son relationship as wisely as he used too? Would Senna win more championships than Shummacher in F1?

Nah! I guess some people are meant  to be frozen in time. Renato Russo left us so many songs that are still meaningful after 30 years. Senna is still celebrated and remembered as the biggest champion we ever had in the country. As opposed to others that have to go through the 50 years of carrier or success or another remarkable path to be remembered.

Well, 50's is quite a milestone in one's life. And I'm bit more than halfway there yet.

How can I make you understand?

I think you've been a jerk to me... you've hurt me in ways that you can't possibly understand.

Maybe I've deserved. Who knows? But if it's because I've been away just respecting what you've ask me to do, then you were not but a big jerk.

But that's ok. Hopefully you'll realize that one day. And maybe we'll talk and laugh.

Just not right now, because it still hurts. And when I'm hurt, you can't reach me. You can't pull me out of it that easy. Just let me be.

In the meanwhile, do some thinking too. That will help.

Here's what I was thinking when I woke up this morning...

Radiohead - Thinking about you

Been thinking about you, your records a hit
Your eyes are on my wall, your teeth are over there
But I'm still no one, and you're not a star
What do you care

Been thinking about you, and there's no rest
Shit, I still love you, still see you in bed
But I'm playing with myself, what do you care
When the other men are far, far better

All the things you got
All the things you need
Bought you cigarettes
And bribed the company to come
And see you honey

I've been thinking about you, so how can you sleep
These people aren't your friends, they're paid to kiss your feet
They don't know what I know, and why should you care
When I'm not there

Been thinking about you, and there's no rest
Shit, I still love you, still see you in bed
But I'm playing with myself, what do you care
When I'm not there

All the things you got
She'll never need
All the things you got
I'm planning on bleed to please you

Been thinking about you

Beach House - Take Care

You probably know that I've been having problems to sleep for quite a long time now. I keep waking during the night and just can't get back to sleep. And guess what I do after 1 hour rolling in the bed? Internet, of course! If you keep track of my posts on Facebook and here, you'll see that every other night I post something in the middle of the night because I woke up and can't go back to sleep. It's just suuuuuper 'productive'!

Anyway, I don't want to talk about sleeping. What I want to talk about is the sort of dream or thought I had last night before I wake up. I was remembering things from my early 20s, or something like that.

Oh, no! That was not it. I was remembering a talk I had with friends at ex-w meeting this week. There's been some couple splitting up and I wasn't aware of it and these two other friends were updating me on the case. And, obviously, I got really upset. More than 5 years of marriage and suddenly one decides that doesn't love the other.

The left one had been sad for a few months and was just getting better with the help of friends and everything. But you could still see that there was something wrong when you looked deep on those eyes. I can tell because I guess I've seen that many times in the mirror for years. And because of it I told my friends that getting hurt is the biggest reason that keeps me away from relationships - it always ends up badly. I always get heartbroken. Statistically, proven, counted, assumed, guaranteed.

And so they look at me kind amazed, both blaming it on me for saying such thing. I felt so small. Didn't realize how stupid I was when said that comment. Of course there are 2 sides to evaluate - even a circle has 2 sides (we can prove it with numbers and everything!!!) so why do I always have to rely on the bad side wondering how things should be?

This happened on Wednesday and last night I had a nightmare (someone arguing with me and I was just quiet, nodding back - argh!) but then I had this sweet dream, which was more like a memory I guess - my 20s memories.

Back then I was already internet addicted - nothing really changed about it from that time to these days - and I met this sweet guy who was sooo funny and sweet to me. And he was always sort of making moves on me, like making lots of compliments, always saying the right things, supporting me, cheering me up. So we've talked a lot on the phone, started a relationship, he came home, met my parents... we've followed the protocols as much as possible. And still, he was always like pleasing me, doing whatever he could to make me happy, and I was like being myself... sometimes spoiled, others behaving like a child, but also being a friend and a girlfriend as I thought it should be like.

Then I started to work at this place and met this other guy... we became friends. He was in a relationship too, so we swear to everyone we were just friends. But we were more than friends only that we weren't aware yet. It took a few weeks to realize that - at least for me to realize. But my boyfriend got it really fast. I always talked about the guy from work, I made them meet and talk a few times - perhaps to avoid one being jealous of other, not sure who exactly - and I tried to carry on with this bizarre love triangle but not really aware of it.

One day BF asked me what intentions did the work guy had about me... shock... What? What do you mean? Intentions for what?

The rest is pretty obvious. BF and I broke up. Work guy and his gf broke up. Work guy and I had a very complicated relationship, breaking up and getting back together several times in the last year it lasted. Harsh.

Nowadays I can say I am over the work guy. What I am not over are the wounds that I got from that relationship. Every now and then I meet someone and the even the smallest wounds I get is added to this giant wound and the whole thing just won't heal. So, yes, that's why I say I'd rather stay alone all the time. You always get hurt. For some people it is easier to heal. Others don't even get wounded, or they would need stronger hits to get hurt. But in my case, small things can make a huge damage.

Then, yes. I've learned to protect myself by using a shield, by not getting involved, by not showing up to my friends with someone else - is there anything worse than explain what happen to that person you were with the other day? Or to your husband/boyfriend? What happened and all when you just want to move on? I hate it. Guess now you can understand me a little better.

And as far as the BF goes, he is doing fine. I chose "Take Care" by Beach House as soundtrack to this post because it reminds me of him in a way. He finished med school, then got a job in a hospital for residence and all that doctor internship and the last thing I heard - he told me because we still talk when we can - he got himself another Gi (Giovanna) and they got married a couple years ago. I believe he's happy and moved on way better than I would possibly do if I were on his shoes. He's a man I admire and respect and look as an example when I think about that time. I am lucky enough, actually, because I have two examples of that time... hehehe. I don't think you'll read this, but if you do, I still have the post card you sent me from Spain when you did your backpack trip. ;)

Enjoy the music.

Latest playlist

I've got a lot of things in mind to write about but not much time to actually do it, so I'll try to be objective and short.

This post is about the latest songs I've heard. If you think it is about the last X tracks I've got on my player, you're wrong. I want to talk about the last tracks I've got stick in my brain. You know that songs you listen to and then you think about things and then you cannot stop thinking about those things and it sticks on your mind for a while? That's it.

Kinda harsh, because I've been thinking so so so much lately, but let's get started... ;)

Sereníssima - Legião Urbana
One of my favorites from all the times. Heard it for the first time as a teenager (11 or 12) and I think it still fits to everything in life. "Sou um animal sentimental, me apego facilmente ao que desperta o meu desejo" / "Antes eu sonhava, agora já não durmo". It is all freaking amazing. The MTV live session has this funny moment when girls scream just like in the album version and Renato Russo laughs... and every time I hear it I cannot help thinking how amazing it would be to live with him. Sometimes I wish I could hear his mind...

Faroeste Caboclo - Legião Urbana
Well, I have always been a huge fan of Legião Urbana. I can actually tell when I became fan of them - 1987 after singing "Pais e Filhos" in a kids choir at Seicho-no-ie. As I learned the lyrics I got so impressed with everything Renato wrote that I had to know more about the band. Then I found Faroeste... Amazing! How come someone would dare to sing a political song about drugs, abandonment, violence, love, revenge and much more like that? Maybe the song is not so great, but remember I was like 7 at that time? I was singing the entire song (11 minutes and hundreds of words) on the next day. And I can still sing it right if I avoid creating the hq story in my mind - oh yes, I've heard this song so many times that I've picture this HQ, frame by frame, in my mind... very funny. Too bad I can't draw it to show you...

P.D.A (We just don't care) - John Legend
This one is just awesome... and was the last song I heard tonight, on my way home with the girls... one was like sleeping.. the other was lost on her thoughts and the other was probably paying attention to something else. Then I said I was going to play a John Legend's song they all knew... And they were like "Oh, I know which one it is! I love it!" / "Oh, I got the mp3 on my pc! I love it!" and the other one, the one lost on her thoughts was like "humm what are you talking about? Who is the guy again?". Anyway, the song wasn't even playing and they - except the last one - already knew it. And we four just enjoyed the song as much as possible. Each one with its own thoughts and hopes and dreams. Nice moment.
Oh, and one more thing. The video has this amazing ordinary moments of life like walk holding hands, get a taxi and sit next to each other... small moments that we don't really appreciate as we live it. But those moments are the foundation of relationships and I think that when we stop/avoid these kind of thinks, something is terribly wrong.

The XX - VCR
You know that friend or boyfriend or that someone you've been really closed to and then you are not so close anymore and you miss that person a lot? And it seems that it's been such a long time that some things that you used to do back then can't be done anymore because they don't exist or are not feasible but in fact it could have happened last week or last month? This song makes me think about how much we change and how much we miss the people we used to be and the people we used to be with.I think it is not only about the past itself - what happened, who happened, etc - so it always makes me think about who I was, who I want to be, who I want to be with and these kind of things. Not in a sense that you're always frustrated and disappointed with what you have, but it is just a confirmation that you are evolving and leaving behind some things that you will miss one day...

Well... guess this is it for now.

And to answer a question a friend did the other day "You've been writing so much, such a lot of... different things... what's going on?".
Nothing is going on actually. I have always had a lot in mind and sometimes I feel like writing to put it out. Other times I draw, or take pictures, or just sit in front of the TV... hehehe. Figured that writing is more productive and I've been much more connected lately, listening to new music, learning new things. So it seems easier to get the blog opened and write. Not to mention that I can start one day, finish later... Write many entries at the same day and get them publish when I want... and I am also in love with social media metrics. Not that I have many readers, but Typepad has this tool to measure traffic and I've been checking on it... it's my own Hitbox, you know? ;)

Later.

Dreamer

I just wrote on my Facebook status "Gisele Pereira seeks someone who wants something that doesn't exist but that she thinks she can get... if that someone is not such a dreamer, then he will be left behind... and she'll keep the search as she always did...".

When I wrote that I was thinking that I am a big dreamer. But not the kind of dreamer that loses everything he/she has because of the dream. I am a dreamer because I am always there, thinking how I am going to get what I want. And the result is that I usually get what I want. Luck? Maybe. I believe it comes from my efforts. It is not that I do whatever it takes to get it, but I do what I can... like, if I need money to buy a car, I'll save it. Then I'll plan accordingly so that I can pay for the car.

That goes to everything in life. If you want a better job - work for it! Be a better professional, learn more, pay more attention, grow your network. Want to study? Sit down and do it. No one will do it for you. Hungry? Go get yourself some food... Yes, sometimes we have someone to help out, but the pleasure you get when you do something for yourself is unmeasurable - even for such simple and easy task as getting food.

There are few things in my life I haven't had the chance to get yet. But I have a plan. And I am working towards my objectives. It takes time... it doesn't depend only on me, but I know I can achieve. It will probably be different from what I have in mind, but I'll get it in the end.

And through all these years, some people did not believe in me. They said I was too naive, or that I was silly for trying to get something that didn't really exist. They called me a dreamer as if it was a bad thing. You know what? I I am a dreamer. I am sure that only the people who believed me are still close. They are the ones who I get on the phone to share the latest news - and also my frustrations when it happens.

So, yes, I don't really want people to put me down because they cannot see what I see. I don't want be around people who can't believe in joining forces for a common wish. There's so much to achieve and time is running out. So I'll just continue my way. I still have so much to do!

But don't you think I am so selfish I don't feel sorry or feel sad for leaving people behind. It breaks my heart and hurts deep in my soul. The pain is excruciating. Do know that once a dreamer, always a dreamer. Every now and then I get myself hoping to meet some of these people at my end lane. They probably had to follow different ways to get to the same place, who knows?

By the way, you're here, reading a story about a dreamer, from a person who doesn't sleep?

;)

Family

Few years ago I lost myself in a way I could never be found if I didn't had my family's help and support.

Some friends were also close and helpful, but I was looking at some pictures yesterday and I realized that if not because of my family, I don't know what would have happened.

There were days I just needed to stay alone, so they let me. There were others I was fighting for no reasons, so they let me. On others, I was this crazy person who wanted to do crazy stuff, so they let me and did it with me. Whatever I needed, they were there to support. And to respect. They just were there, you know?

Many years after that time I look at some pictures - of course there are just few of them I am on - and I can today realize that you cannot tell what was going on back then. You look and you see me, just as you know me today or before that time, but you can't tell the problems I was having. Nor the suffering they were probably going through because of me.

And I am so thankful for having this family - and all the friends who have been with me all these years - that sometimes the love I feel for you won't fit inside of me. It is just too big for a tiny person such as myself.

So, if you are family, we'll hug and kiss next time we get together (soon, I would say). And if you're a friend, even not meeting me as much as we would like, do know how much I appreciate your friendship and care for as long as we know each other. And for that, THANK YOU! Let's try to get together sometime to celebrate LIFE!

Leleli.

You do exist

I don't need to see you to know you exist.

Once I felt your scent, and now I carry it with me

Wherever I go, you are there, don't you see?

'Cos in my mind that's how it should be:

You and me, for the eternity.

Lovely thoughts, harsh reality

It makes us apart - you there, me down here

Figuring out how's it gonna be?

And I really don't need to see you to know you exist

You're no fantasy, nor just a dream

You're that hot love I've found in my bedsheets

So hurry up I don't wanna be alone here

There's so much to do before my plane leaves

And I'll carry away your scent with me

'Cos that's how I'll know it was never a dream

Never a dream... that bed, you and me

New favorite music

I've been listening to a lot of new stuff thanks to new friends and Nokia Music Store, of course, and it's about time to post it here. Enjoy.

(links work on IE only as it opens Nokia Music Store for you to preview and download it ;)

Lykke Li
There is more than "Possibility". I like "Dance, dance, dance", "Little bit", "Let it Fall" and "Breaking it up" from Youth Novels. All songs are different from Possibility and very good.

The XX
I guess I love the entire album "xx". The "Intro" is amazing. I always feel like it ends in the best part of it and you want more. Then comes "VCR" - no words for it. "Heart skipped a beat" sometimes makes my heart skip a couple beats, hehe. Then "Basic Space". Well, you gotta listen and tell me what you think.

Muse
It is funny. I had the new album, but can't stop listening to old songs. I guess I'll list what I've been listening lately because it is what I have in mind rather than just try to list new stuff. So, from "Absolution", "Apocalypse Please", "Time is running out", "Stockholm syndrome", "Falling away with you", "Butterflies and hurricanes".

So, what about you? What have you been listening to?

Peko-Chan

I was told I look like this cartoon, a girl with big eyes who talks a lot.

I even got a picture of her, but did my own Google search and found these - cute hum?

 

Internet addiction

It sucks. I am usually fine when I have no access to the internet – basically when there is something I don’t want to do – but when there is something interesting or when I’ve got something started (game, new research, downloads, etc) I just go crazy without it.

It is not that I need to be online 24x7x365, but I need it to be there to whenever I feel like opening my computer and get online. When I am not able to do it, I just keep seeking ways of doing so. Like in the last 48 hours. I am in a city which the population is less than 4k and there is no phone nor internet in the house I am in. Ok, I am in the middle of nowhere, with lots of mountains and signal shadows so even TV doesn’t work, and the next civilization kind of thing takes 10-15 minutes to drive to.

Cell phones barely work and certain operators work every now and then. In one of these moments my brother received an urgent call and had to attend an emergency request from one of his clients. So he headed up to the ‘city’ as we call it, and found a lan house. Yes, those little shops with booths with computers connected to the internet and you can use it for a little money, you know? Something that never occurred to me!

Anyway, he did his thing, came back and told me the connection was ok and he did the job in a couple hours, downloaded with very decent speed and blablabla. Bang! What on hell was I doing still inside the house instead of heading up to that lan house to get connected to do my things?

Blah, it was late at night and I could only go there early today.

Well, I did it. Spent like 2 hours in the morning checking e-mails, talking to people, answering emails, checking my FB… regular stuff. Couple of hours just to do my “start the day” activities. Time was up. The guy behind the counter nicely warned me he had to close the shop as he was hungry and would have his 1 hour lunch time. *&^%$ Why do people need to eat? I was just getting started!

So, I closed my notebook, headed to the coffee shop we always go to and stayed there, waiting for my ride to get back home. I would definitely come back later to continue whatever it was that I wanted to do!

As I waited, could not help and checked all the available access points in the city – a couple with password (1 from the same lan house I was in, but with different password) and the others from a network with no internet access. Easy to get in, but useless since I could not get to the router or whatever to go to the internet. Would need more time to crack the thing and find something useful.

Also tried the phone – both Vivo and Claro worked well – but that wasn’t any interesting since either me or the company I work for would have to pay and also because it was too easy to get connected.

Came back home, then headed back to the lan house. Did my email, FB again… all the getting started things. Then was kicked out by the guy – time to call it a day! Amazing how these guys in the country side work very short hours…

Back to the farm house, started to play with my phones. Some signal showed up on Vivo, but not on Claro… played a little more, switched SIM cards and ended up with VIVO on N97. Tried to connect again and it finally worked. Well, not really. Although connected, no data was being transferred. Cool. Something else to figure out.

Tried this and that and got it all working. Did my mail, FB, and then decided to post something about how the internet addiction makes you work towards your objective. I got connected, but I don’t really have more time to do what I wanted to do. Did other things instead (my friend Guilherme would say I did a good job procrastinating!) but I finally figured out how to make internet to work here in the end of the world.

Funny thing is it probably won’t work next time I try and if it does, I’ll have to keep it secret to avoid sharing with others – I still have my things to do! Even though not knowing exactly what it is.

:)

 

Wrong/Right – Question/Answer

I was talking to this special someone the other day and I realized that I am sort of naïve when it comes to answer some questions. Actually I am not sure if I am naïve when answering them or if I am just not the kind of person you should ask those questions.

Thing is I got involved with 2 guys – different occasions, for sure, but the same outcome. Everything was ok, we were having fun, getting to know each other and apparently it was time to decide if we were going to move to a serious relationship or else. I suppose this because both guys asked me what I was expecting from that point forward.

I confess I was caught off guard. Wasn’t really expecting any question like that. I wasn’t expecting anything at all to be honest. So, that was my answer. On both occasions I took my time and explained it the best I could: we’re having fun, I wasn’t expecting anything and I would love to continue whatever that was going on with no pressure, no expectations.

Bang! Wrong answer! Somehow, they agreed and in the next couple weeks things changed and fall apart.

I still don’t know what’s the problem with my answer. It might be the wrong answer, or they might have thought I was tricking them by answering the opposite of my real intention… the thing is, they asked a question, got an answer which they just got comfortable with and that was it.

I spent quite some time trying to figure out what I did wrong on these two cases to lead good relationship candidates to unhappy endings. And the more I think, the more I understand that I didn’t do anything wrong. Or right. Because there is no wrong or right answer or question. There are compatible people.

In my case, I don’t think there would be such question – what do you think/expect of us question. It would be something more like “hey, how do you feel about doing X or Z?” or “let’s move to an island and make beautiful babies”. Straight to the point questions. Questions that would make me answer Yes/No. Let’s do X instead of Z. I’m up to Y if you’re up to X. And when you get to see what you’re doing, you realize you’ve been sharing things, thoughts, moments and much more instead of putting the burden on one’s shoulder – yes, I felt guilty for giving the ‘wrong’ answer to the question. The burden of the failure was all on me until I get the kind of person I am – or need to be in order to be happy (and healthy).

So, next time you feel like asking me wrong/right questions, don’t. Think twice and see if you can share instead of just push the burden on me only. If you can share, go ahead. Else, just go away and save us both some time.

Vulnerabilidade

Vulnerabilidade.

Uma palavra que não diz muito. Indica apenas que você pode desmoronar a qualquer momento, mas não te prepara, não diz qual o ponto fraco, qual deve ser sua defesa, quais armas deverá portar.

Você apenas fica ali, sabendo que é um alvo fácil. Mas nem ao menos sabe que tipo de alvo é.

Será que vai se derreter em lágrimas com um comercial de 15" na TV? Ou vai descarregar toda sua fúria no primeiro olhar cruzado que passar à sua frente? Talvez você simplesmente fuja de medo ao primeiro sentimento de ameaça. Tudo isso porque simplesmente se sente VULNERÁVEL.

E não é apenas aos sentimentos, ao mundo abstrato que isso se aplica. Se aplica também ao mundo físico, àquilo que se pode tocar. Uma pessoa andando na rua está vulnerável à diversos acontecimentos - bons ou ruins. Pode chover, pode sair aquele sol gostoso, pode ser um sol tão quente que leva à insolação e desidratação; ou então pode ser que a pessoa encontre alguém muito legal - o amor de sua vida? - ou pode ser assaltada. No caso de nosso corpo, estar vulnerável significa que podemos adquirir certos tipos de doenças, ou nos livrar delas.

Palavra abrangente essa.

E tudo isso porque eu estou "vulnerável". Ainda não sei bem ao que. Mas fez sentido quando ouvi ao tentar explicar o que estava acontecendo comigo. E agora, ao pensar um pouquinho escrevendo este post, não pude deixar de pensar: "vulnerável, eu? Sim... Mas não estamos todos?"

Supermassive Black Hole - Muse

Oh baby dont you know I suffer?
Oh baby can you hear me moan?
You caught me under false pretenses
How long before you let me go?

You set my soul alight
You set my soul alight

(You set my soul alight)
Glaciers melting in the dead of night
And the superstars sucked into the supermassive

(You set my soul alight)
Glaciers melting in the dead of night
And the superstars sucked into the 'supermassive'

I thought I was a fool for no-one
Oh baby I'm a fool for you
You're the queen of the superficial
And how long before you tell the truth

You set my soul alight
You set my soul alight

(You set my soul alight)
Glaciers melting in the dead of night
And the superstars sucked into the supermassive

(You set my soul alight)
Glaciers melting in the dead of night
And the superstars sucked into the 'supermassive'

Supermassive black hole
Supermassive black hole
Supermassive black hole

Glaciers melting in the dead of night
And the superstars sucked into the supermassive

Glaciers melting in the dead of night
And the superstars sucked into the supermassive

(You set my soul alight)
Glaciers melting in the dead of night
And the superstars sucked into the supermassive

(You set my soul alight)
Glaciers melting in the dead of night
And the superstars sucked into the supermassive

Supermassive black hole
Supermassive black hole
Supermassive black hole