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17 de mar. de 2011
Verdade
eu sou aquele gajo, que vai andar a vida inteira neste planeta e nunca vou fazer a diferença em nada, nunca vou encontrar a minha vocação, nada. vou ser só mais um entre muitos. mais um com sonhos por cumprir, mais um sem coragem para arriscar.
Map of the Sounds of Tokyo
- Do you not want to know why? Well, circumstances.
- Circumstances?
- Yes, Why do we want that man ...
- I'm not interested in the circumstances.
- No?
- How would that change things? Would I work better if I knew the details?
- No. I guess not.
- There's nothing I want to know. The only thing that interests me is whether the picture is recent,if the address is correct and if the money has been counted correctly.
Map of the Sounds of Tokyo
We used to play this game.
- "Please, the first finger."
- Please, the first finger.
- "Please, the second finger."
- Please, the second finger.
- "The third, please."
- The third, please.
- "The fourth."
- The fourth.
- "The Fifth."
- The fifth.
- "And the sixth."
Map of the Sounds of Tokyo
Seeing her there so close to me, yet with her thoughts so far, hurt me in a way difficult to describe.
I never wanted to be somebody else.
Map of the Sounds of Tokyo
She must have been about seven when we went to Ocean Dome in Miyazaki.
Midori was so happy entering the water,splashing in her new bathing suit.
She was happy. Screaming as the waves came. And suddenly her face changed completely, she ran from the water and sought refuge in her towel.
On the return trip I asked: Midori, why are you crying? Were you afraid of the water?
She said: "No, Dad. I cried ...because I was too happy and could not stand it."
16 de mar. de 2011
Verdade
Ter uma mulher que nos desafie o intelecto é das melhores recompensas numa relação. Seja em que tipo de relação for.
Ginásio
- quando estou lá não penso em mais nada
- faz bem ao corpo
- faz bem à mente
- afasta os meus problemas
- divirto-me
- crio amizades
- vejo gajas boas
- cada vez mais há gajas boas
- quanto mais perto do verão mais gajas boas
15 de mar. de 2011
Perfeito
Correr para apanhar o comboio e o filho da puta estar a sair na altura em que terminamos de subir escadas.

