The only people for me...

"Bu then they danced down the streets like dingledodies, and I shambled after as I've been doing all my life after people who interest me, because the only people for me are the mad ones, the who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes 'Awww!' "
[On the road - Jack Kerouac]


And the good times are over

Don't really know what to say...I'm uninspired by the end of my vacations...
I wish I had the power to fast forward the time and skip to the end of the year...
It's sad to go back to university...I have no interest in any of my classes and preferred to stay home sleeping instead...
Just needed to put this out.

Vacations photojournal

Being on vacation is always a joy!
Go home, see my friends, not having hour for anything, be with my family, travel... enjoy what I consider to be "the good things in life!"
[Titãs show]
[Blackberry pancakes and hot tea]
[After party in Campinas]
[more pancakes]

[Cupid Shuffle]
[After party temaki]

[Favorite pub]
[Everybody concentrated on the soap opera]

[Fê and Ni]

But unfortunately all that is good does not last ... I wouldn't be one whit sad to have at least one more month of vacation to forget all the misfortune that is going back to college.
Since it's inevitable return to the real world, I'd better enjoy every moment I have of fun during the semester...otherwise I'll probably go crazy



"And my love is yours but your love's not mine

So I'll go but we know I'll see you down the line
And we'll hate what we've lost but we'll love what we find"


Nothing loved is ever lost

About my tattoo...
I've wanted to get one for years, but never knew what I should tattoo...and because it's something that last forever I didn't want to do something stupid that I would regret some years later...
People say that the dog is the mans best friend, and I agree with that! I grew up with my dog...she was always there for me, no matter what, without judging me, always loving me with all her heart...Even if she didn't answer me during our "talks" I knew she was listening and understanding everything...so when I received the news that she was dead it was like a click in my head and I knew what I should tattoo...
Later I realized that this phrase can be used not only with her but also with everyone and everything I love but for some reason is not with me anymore...

The one

source: we heart it

Talking with a very good friend of mine complaining about why is it so hard to find that one person that you wanna share everything, that gives you butterflies in your stomach, that you want by your side...Was sad to realize that I only like guys that are inaccessible for some reason...You feel that you're doing something wrong and that's why nothing real happens between you two...
At least I learned that it's not worth it to change myself for someone...the person has to like me and accept me the way I am...and for some reason that seems impossible!