Saturday, June 30, 2007










[felt like changing]
























Sunday, June 24, 2007








dói tanto...

Saturday, June 2, 2007

maybe



i'm sick of this. i think you're a child. i think you are all mistaken. i can see clearly where this is heading to and i'm sure that if you could see it too, you wouldn't like the way this is going to end. but i'm a mere spectator of the show, i just sit here and watch and i can't interfere with the movie. i'm sad you couldn't see where you were getting into, now it's too late but i shouldn't be concerned about it for it's not my life and it's not my business and i have nothing to do with it. or maybe i do. i don't know it for sure anymore. i'm sick of playing stupid little games and i'm giving up on it. maybe. or maybe not. as a matter of fact, i DO enjoy playing games, but i like to win all the time, i never take a second place as an answer. so if you could just see thru my point of view, or maybe i could open my mind for you considering that is something unspeakable and unexplainable, maybe, just maybe, you could see what i mean. or maybe not.