quinta-feira, 29 de agosto de 2013

quarta-feira, 28 de agosto de 2013

#168


Jigsaw Falling Into Place


Jigsaw falling into place
So there is nothing to explain
You eye each other as you pass
She looks back and you look back
No just once
Not just twice
Wish away your nightmare
Wish away the nightmare
You've got the light you can feel it on your back
A light you can feel it on your back
Jigsaw falling into place

segunda-feira, 26 de agosto de 2013

#167


Let's Take A Trip Together

#166



A little death without mourning. 
No call, no warning...
Baby, a dangerous idea that almost makes sense.
Jack White

Just Like Honey

The Present Tense


As my world
Comes crashing down
I'm dancing. Freaking out.
Deaf, dumb, and blind.
In you I'm lost...In you I'm lost...

#165


Crown On The Ground

#164


It Is Not Meant To Be

#163


domingo, 25 de agosto de 2013

The Libertine




(latim libertinus, -a, -um, de escravo liberto) 
adj. s. m.
1. Que ou quem revela um comportamento moralmente desregrado, centrado nos prazeres sexuais. = DEVASSO, DISSOLUTO, LICENCIOSO
2. Que ou aquele que rejeita regras ou preceitos religiosos.
adj.
3. Que revela falta de disciplina. = INDISCIPLINADO, NEGLIGENTE

quarta-feira, 21 de agosto de 2013

terça-feira, 20 de agosto de 2013

Bad Habit


I know,
You've fallen again.
The way I fell before.
Cause I'm a bad loser,
When you get your way.

And I know that I'll change.
I'm chained again.
You've lost your way.
There's nothing I want today.

Cause I'm a bad habit.
One you cannot shake.
And I hope that I change.
Don't follow me.
Don't follow me.

So I wont,
let the flowers grow,
Into the deep below.
Oh, would you forget me now?

Still small.
Small voice of calm.
It's the blame into my arms.

Cause I'm a bad habit.
One you cannot shake.
Oh, Mary, mercy!
Would you pray for me?
Would you pray for me?

So I wont,
Let the flowers grow,
Into the deep below.
Oh, would you forget me now?

And if I could,
Make the days of pain.
Wash the stains away.
Oh, would you forget me now?

Ahhhh! [x2]

Cause I made my mistakes.
And I feel something's changed.
And I know what's at stake.
Wash the stains away...

So I wont,
Let the flowers grow,
Into the deep below.
Oh, would you forget me now?

And if I could,
Take the pain away.
Wash the stains away.
Oh, would you forgive me now?

I made my mistakes.
And I feel something's changed.
Wash the stains away.
And I feel quite okay.

#158


I'm Outta Time

#157


We were never tragedies. We were emergencies.


Buddy Wakefield, "We Were Emergencies".

(we are accidents waiting...waiting to happen)

Changing Of The Seasons


(...) could be the changing of the seasons...

segunda-feira, 19 de agosto de 2013

#156













'Monsters of New York' por Sadi Tekin, são ilustrações super fofas de monstrinhos coloridos nas ruas de Nova Iorque.

#155






por Guilia Bersani.

Undertaker

#154


domingo, 11 de agosto de 2013