a leste do paraíso

the knife

2011-05-07T08:15:00.001+01:00

the knife - pass this on

call your grandma on the phone

2011-05-05T19:10:00.003+01:00

(Call her on the phone)
If she's living all alone
(If she's all alone)
Tell her she has none to fear
(There is none to fear)
If she's crying on the phone
(Crying on the phone)
Tell her you are coming home
(You are coming home)

sufjan stevens - put the lights on the tree

our house

2011-04-22T01:20:00.003+01:00

I'll light the fire
You place the flowers in the vase
That you bought today

Staring at the fire
For hours and hours
While I listen to you
Play your love songs
All night long for me
Only for me

Come to me now
And rest your head for just five minutes
Everything is done

Such a cozy room
The windows are illuminated
By the evening sunshine through them
Fiery gems for you
Only for you

Our house is a very, very, very fine house
With two cats in the yard
Life used to be so hard
Now everything is easy
'Cause of you
And our
la la lala la la la lala la la lala lala la lala lala lala la la lala la la la la la

la la lala la la la lala la la lala lala la lala lala la lala

Our house is a very, very, very fine house
With two cats in the yard
Life used to be so hard
Now everything is easy
'Cause of you
And our

I'll light the fire
While you place the flowers in the vase
That you bought today

Crosby, Still, Nash & Young - Our House

barbra streisand tribute

2011-04-14T12:26:00.002+01:00

a princesa com pele de burro

2011-03-06T16:42:00.007Z

para não ter isto parado no natal, segue-se a mais recente (e deliciosa) descoberta française:

natal

2010-12-24T09:19:00.002Z

beautiful 2010 christmas,

sponserd by vanessa careta

:]

2010-12-10T23:03:00.002Z

http://www.wulffmorgenthaler.com/

first we take manhattan

2010-11-27T14:55:00.000Z

fuckyeah

2010-11-10T11:19:00.004Z

We All Want to Be Young (leg) from box1824 on Vimeo.

O filme 'We All Want to Be Young' é o resultado de diversos estudos realizados pela BOX1824 nos últimos 5 anos. A BOX1824 é uma empresa de pesquisa especializada em tendências de comportamento e consumo.

mário de carvalho

2010-10-21T18:13:00.003+01:00

"Alçou o queixo, remoeu qualquer coisa na boca, ruidosamente, e cuspinhou com força para a máquina de costura. O cuspo descreveu um arco rápido, mas ao chegar à zona do frio estalou no ar e desfez-se em pequenos grãos de saraiva que embateram com estrondo contra a máquina - taclaclactac.
Breve havia muita gente a cuspir e o chão em volta estalava pontilhado de pedaços de granizo:
- Vamos lá a parar com a cuspinheira qu'isto aqui não é a aldeia dos macacos! - comandou o pai do Zeca."

Casos do Beco das Sardinheiras, Mário de Carvalho

zola jesus

2010-10-13T08:33:00.002+01:00

zola jesus - sea talk

lula b simões

2010-10-03T22:07:00.003+01:00

b fachada, sociedade portuguesa de geografia, 02 outubro

moon

2010-09-05T18:56:00.006+01:00

Moon (Duncan Jones, 2009)

o lusco fusco alentejano

2010-08-15T23:41:00.003+01:00

the warm heart of a f r i c a

2010-07-25T19:06:00.005+01:00

the very best - kamphopo

angola

2010-06-30T18:28:00.000+01:00

olá angola. olá terra do avô serafim e da avó celeste.

2010-06-20T21:13:00.002+01:00

summer to do list

2010-06-20T10:09:00.016+01:00

ter a "felicidade de revelar um rolo e levá-lo para casa"
livros & filmes
perceber + de fotografia & photoshop
beber + água do que álcool
instalar a impressora comprada há n meses
criar flickr com fotos do inter rail, etc
fotografar o verão todo
mandar arranjar headphones/comprar novos
comprar vestidos e calções
tirar a carta de condução
nadar bué piscinas por dia
usar aparelho t-o-d-a-s as noites
ver skins e little britain
ir a belém de bicicleta
fazer 2 ensaios para uma cadeira a repetir (cof)
ir ao incógnito, finalmente e ao mini mercado
passear muito de carris
friends & laughs
viagens & festivais
fazer acontecer a tão adiada ida ao museu nacional de arte antiga
pedir à joana que me pinte as unhas de vermelho outra vez

[pode ser que publicá-la me faça cumpri-la]
[em actualização]

aquele velhinho sarcástico, genial e bondoso

2010-06-19T12:30:00.006+01:00

não lhe cheguei a levar os livros para assinar, ía ser na feira do livro mas não veio.

2010-06-14T00:10:00.000+01:00

o porto

2010-06-14T00:03:00.006+01:00

verão!

2010-06-06T12:04:00.018+01:00

a bica é que é

2010-06-06T01:55:00.001+01:00

d. inês de castro e d.pedro i

2010-05-17T00:49:00.005+01:00

“LOVE LEGEND”
D. Inês de Castro e D. Pedro I
de João Figueiredo

sobre:
“A morte de Lucrécia” de Gavin Hamilton (1723-98)

exposição Rainhas e Amantes de Portugal, Lisboa

cesariny says it better

2010-05-11T03:28:00.004+01:00

«E de novo no quarto, falará de amor. "É a única coisa que há para acreditar. O único contacto que temos com o sagrado. As igrejas apanharam o sagrado e fizeram dele uma coisa muito triste, quando não cruel. O amor é o que nos resta do sagrado."

O amor, tal como a Cesariny aconteceu, homossexual, é "um desmesurado desejo de amizade", em que "o outro é um espelho sem o qual não nos vemos, não existimos". Talvez se possa morrer de amor, como "também se pode morrer de falta de amor". A ele, que "estava cheio de literatura", fazia-lhe falta "alguém com a pureza do mar - a pureza e a tempestade".»

in suplemento Y, jornal Público, por Alexandra Lucas Coelho, 30/04/2004

GTN

2010-05-08T23:41:00.004+01:00

grupoteatrodanova.blogspot.com

posologia: 1 vez por semana durante 4 semanas.

io sono l'amore

2010-04-24T19:23:00.003+01:00

Io Sono L'amore (Luca Guadagnino, 2009)

tilda swinton

2010-04-23T01:57:00.001+01:00

kap bambino

2010-04-12T12:56:00.002+01:00

kap bambino & khima france - daddy

agyness deyn

2010-04-07T23:00:00.000+01:00

la nuit n'en finit plus

2010-04-06T23:17:00.001+01:00

petula clark - la nuit n'en finit plus

2010-04-05T02:16:00.000+01:00

2010-04-03T11:17:00.000+01:00

2010-04-02T18:15:00.001+01:00

samba da minha terra

2010-04-02T17:37:00.004+01:00

quem não gosta de samba
bom sujeito não é
é ruim da cabeça
ou doente do pé

joão gilberto - samba da minha terra

2010-03-30T15:38:00.001+01:00

if only boys were girls

teenagers

2010-03-28T21:27:00.002+01:00

Joseph Szabo, Teenagers, 1979

rebel girl

2010-03-28T20:51:00.003+01:00

bikini kill - rebel girl

é isto mesmo

2010-03-28T20:45:00.002+01:00

menina limão

o que o kafka queria dizer

2010-03-28T20:34:00.003+01:00

é que gostava que alguém desse um tiro nos cornos ao outro para não ter de viver com o desejo de um dia o fazer.

battle of deejays

2010-02-27T17:25:00.003Z

tonight!

nothing like the nineties

2010-02-27T17:21:00.002Z

fraquinha fraquinha.

calçada de carriche

2010-01-31T15:06:00.002Z

Luísa sobe,
sobe a calçada,
sobe e não pode
que vai cansada.
Sobe, Luísa,
Luísa, sobe,
sobe que sobe
sobe a calçada.

Saiu de casa
de madrugada;
regressa a casa
é já noite fechada.
Na mão grosseira,
de pele queimada,
leva a lancheira
desengonçada.
Anda, Luísa,
Luísa, sobe,
sobe que sobe,
sobe a calçada.

Luísa é nova,
desenxovalhada,
tem perna gorda,
bem torneada.
Ferve-lhe o sangue
de afogueada;
saltam-lhe os peitos
na caminhada.
Anda, Luísa.
Luísa, sobe,
sobe que sobe,
sobe a calçada.

Passam magalas,
rapaziada,
palpam-lhe as coxas
não dá por nada.
Anda, Luísa,
Luísa, sobe,
sobe que sobe,
sobe a calçada.

Chegou a casa
não disse nada.
Pegou na filha,
deu-lhe a mamada;
bebeu a sopa
numa golada;
lavou a loiça,
varreu a escada;
deu jeito à casa
desarranjada;
coseu a roupa
já remendada;
despiu-se à pressa,
desinteressada;
caiu na cama
de uma assentada;
chegou o homem,
viu-a deitada;
serviu-se dela,
não deu por nada.
Anda, Luísa.
Luísa, sobe,
sobe que sobe,
sobe a calçada.

Na manhã débil,
sem alvorada,
salta da cama,
desembestada;
puxa da filha,
dá-lhe a mamada;
veste-se à pressa,
desengonçada;
anda, ciranda,
desaustinada;
range o soalho
a cada passada,
salta para a rua,
corre açodada,
galga o passeio,
desce o passeio,
desce a calçada,
chega à oficina
à hora marcada,
puxa que puxa,
larga que larga,
puxa que puxa,
larga que larga,
puxa que puxa,
larga que larga,
puxa que puxa,
larga que larga;
toca a sineta
na hora aprazada,
corre à cantina,
volta à toada,
puxa que puxa,
larga que larga,
puxa que puxa,
larga que larga,
puxa que puxa,
larga que larga.
Regressa a casa
é já noite fechada.
Luísa arqueja
pela calçada.
Anda, Luísa,
Luísa, sobe,
sobe que sobe,
sobe a calçada,
sobe que sobe,
sobe a calçada,
sobe que sobe,
sobe a calçada.
Anda, Luísa,
Luísa, sobe,
sobe que sobe,
sobe a calçada.

António Gedeão

long live to conan

2010-01-26T11:35:00.003Z

lola

2010-01-22T02:04:00.005Z

Lola (Brillante Mendoza, 2009)

we are our own devil

2010-01-16T17:53:00.003Z

please click.

Massive Attack - Paradise Circus

creature comforts

2010-01-12T02:51:00.002Z

Creature Comforts - Cats or Dogs?

done.

2010-01-08T21:18:00.006Z

irmaolucia

felinices

2010-01-06T20:05:00.005Z

"Chegara-se ao pé da mulher, disposto a impor a sua autoridade.
- Ouve lá: disseram-me que mos andas a pôr para aí com todo o mundo?!
E recebe esta pelas ventas:
- Bem haja eu!
- Bem hajas tu?!
- Nunca guardei respeito a maricas!...
Só a tiro! Mas a verdade é que a Faísca tinha razão. Lá de ano a ano é que vinha procurá-la, e isto de gado fêmeo quer assistência..."

Bichos, Miguel Torga

2010-01-01T12:50:00.003Z

queques & absinto

cem anos de solidão

2009-12-30T21:25:00.007Z

"Os punhados de terra tornavam menos longínquo e mais certo o homem que merecia aquela degradação, como se o chão que ele pisava com as suas delicadas botas de verniz noutro lugar do mundo lhe transmitisse a ela o peso e a temperatura do seu sangue num sabor mineral que deixava um rastro áspero na boca e um sedimento de paz no coração."

Cem Anos de Solidão, Gabriel García Márquez

chungking express

2009-12-29T12:24:00.005Z

Chungking Express (Wong Kar-Wai, 1994)

2009-12-29T12:21:00.002Z

a minha mãe lembra-se que o Tio Germano acelarava na recta de entrada da aldeia para ela sentir o corpo subir nas lombas.

beach house

2009-12-15T23:39:00.001Z

beach house - take care

take care of

2009-12-14T00:39:00.006Z

da delicada bia.

'aquele querido mês de agosto' na fcsh

2009-12-13T15:40:00.005Z

é coisa para ter evento no facebook e tudo.

o design é da sabrina que fez ovos sem omoletes.

b say it better

2009-12-06T22:03:00.005Z

'a uns Deus deu a paz a outros a paixão'

B Fachada - Pelas Ruas

denominador mínimo comum

2009-12-06T12:15:00.006Z

os olhos + o mexer das mãos + o andar.

flip say it better

2009-12-01T23:37:00.006Z

"tudo o que vocês me ensinaram foi o medo e nada mais que isso. e eu juntei-lhe o medo de mim, por necessária racionalização de um medo exterior. desde então sou psicótico, nervoso, neurótico, frenético. deixei de conseguir ser estável ao ponto de poder respirar sem ter de pensar demasiado em vocês. tudo o que vocês me ensinaram foi o medo, das coisas, dos sítios, de vocês e por isso nunca vos perdoarei. embora eu saiba que conscientemente terei de inverter a situação. Só gostava que vocês experimentassem o tamanho do meu medo. e o pior é dormir nestes dias: os meus pés não param de desenhar círculos e quadrados e fico assim horas à espera que o medo passe. eu tenho tanto, mas tanto medo de ti."

do flip.

não foi hoje

2009-11-30T23:04:00.000Z

2009-11-25T02:55:00.000Z

soube-me bem abrandar o passo hoje, for a change.

long ago and far away

2009-11-25T02:13:00.003Z

Amália Rodrigues - Long Ago and Far Away

2009-11-22T04:29:00.001Z

tenho tendência para imaginar o funeral de quem gosto.
começo a perder a conta aos funerais que faço.

skip divided

2009-11-22T04:07:00.004Z

when you walk in the room everything disappears
when you walk in the room it's a terrible mess
when you walk in the room I start to melt
when you walk in the room I follow you round like a dog

duas mulheres

2009-11-14T01:02:00.004Z

Duas Mulheres (João Mário Grilo, 2009)

summertime clothes

2009-10-19T04:00:00.004+01:00

So, so, so, so...
Sweet summer night and I'm stripped to my sheets
Forehead is leaking, my AC squeaks and
A voice from the clock says, "You're not gonna get tired"
My bed is a pool and the walls are on fire
Soak my head in the sink for a while
Chills on my neck and it makes me smile but
My bones have to move and my skin's gotta breathe
You pick up the phone and I'm so relieved
You slide down your stairs to the heated street
And the sun has left us with slippery feet
And I want to walk around with you
And I want to walk around with you
And be here with you, we're goin'

It doesn't really matter, I'll go where you feel
Hunt for the breeze, get a midnight meal
I point in the windows, you point out the parks
Rip off your sleeves and I'll ditch my socks
We'll dance to the songs from the cars as they pass
Weave through the cardboard, smell that trash
Walking around in our summertime clothes,
Nowhere to go while our bodies glow
And we'll greet the dawn in its morning blues
With purple yawn, you'll be sleeping soon
And I want to walk around with you
And I want to walk around with you

When the sun goes down, we'll go out again
Don't cool off, I like your warmth

Let's leave the sound of the heat for the sound of the rain
It's easy to sleep when it wets my brain
It covers my rest with a saccharine sheen
Kissing the wind through my window screen
The restlessness calls us, that I cannot hide
So much on my mind that it spills outside
Do you want to go stroll down the financial street?
Our clothes might get soaked, but the buildings sleep
And there's no one pushing for a place
As we end up at an easy pace
And I want to walk around with you
And I want to walk around with you
I want to walk around with you
Just you, just you, just you...

Animal Collective - Summertime Clothes

2009-10-12T02:11:00.001+01:00

quero fazer um coast to coast contigo, na linha amarela, numa carruagem vazia, sem tirar os olhos dos teus olhos.

adeus queer, és linda

2009-09-28T23:14:00.003+01:00

2009-09-24T12:33:00.004+01:00

"stars are everywhere but not in my eyes"

:D

2009-09-14T01:43:00.001+01:00

i'm boobless!

wild world

2009-09-10T01:09:00.003+01:00

Now that I've lost everything to you
You say you wanna start something new
And it's breakin' my heart you're leavin'
Baby, I'm grievin'
But if you wanna leave, take good care
Hope you have a lot of nice things to wear
But then a lot of nice things turn bad out there

Oh, baby, baby, it's a wild world
It's hard to get by just upon a smile
Oh, baby, baby, it's a wild world
and I'll always remember you like a child, girl

You know I've seen a lot of what the world can do
And it's breakin' my heart in two
Because I never wanna see you sad, girl
Don't be a bad girl
But if you wanna leave, take good care
Hope you make a lot of nice friends out there
But just remember there's a lot of bad and beware

Oh, baby, baby, it's a wild world
It's hard to get by just upon a smile
Oh, baby, baby, it's a wild world
and I'll always remember you like a child, girl

Baby, I love you
But if you wanna leave, take good care
Hope you make a lot of nice friends out there
But just remember there's a lot of bad and beware

Oh, baby, baby, it's a wild world
It's hard to get by just upon a smile
Oh, baby, baby, it's a wild world
and I'll always remember you like a child, girl

Cat Stevens - Wild World

fado toninho

2009-08-30T08:37:00.005+01:00

'beijinhos na boca, arrepios no peito'

as intermitências da morte

2009-08-12T20:45:00.003+01:00

"Nesta altura alguém escreveu um artigo a reclamar que o debate regressasse à questão que lhe havia dado origem, ou seja, se sim ou não a morte era uma ou várias, se era singular, morte, ou plural, mortes, e, aproveitando que estou com a mão na pluma, denunciar que a igreja, com essas suas posições ambíguas, o que pretende é ganhar tempo sem se comprometer, por isso se pôs, como é seu costume, a encanar a perna à rã, a dar uma no cravo e outra na ferradura. A primeira destas expressões populares causou perplexidade entre os jornalistas, que nunca tal tinham lido ou ouvido em toda a sua vida. No entanto, perante o enigma, espevitados por um saudável afã de competição profissional, deitaram das estantes abaixo os dicionários com que algumas vezes se ajudaram à hora de escrever os seus artigos e notícias e lançaram-se à descoberta do que estaria ali a fazer aquele batráquio. Nada encontraram, ou melhor, sim, encontraram a rã, encontraram a perna, encontraram o verbo encanar, mas o que não conseguiram foi tocar o sentido profundo que as três palavras juntas por força haveriam de ter. Até que alguém se lembrou de chamar um velho porteiro que viera da província há muitos anos e de quem todos se riam porque, depois de tanto tempo a viver na cidade, ainda falava como se estivesse à lareira a contar histórias aos netos. Perguntaram-lhe se sabia o que significava e ele respondeu que sim senhor sabia. Então explique lá, disse o chefe da redacção, Encanar, meus senhores, é pôr talas em ossos partidos, Até aí sabemos nós, o que queremos é que nos diga que tem isso que ver com a rã, Tem tudo, ninguém consegue pôr talas numa rã, Porquê, Porque ela nunca está quieta com a perna, E isso que quer dizer, Que é inútil tentar, ela não deixa, Mas não deve ser isso o que está na frase do leitor, Também se usa quando levamos demasiado tempo a terminar um trabalho, e, se o fazemos de propósito, então estamos a empatar, então estamos a encanar a perna à rã, Logo, a igreja está a empatar, a encanar a perna à rã, Sim senhor, Logo, o leitor que escreveu tem toda a razão, Acho que sim, eu só estou a guardar a entrada da porta, Ajudou-nos muito, Não querem que lhes explique a outra frase, Qual, A do cravo e da fechadura, Não, essa conhecemo-la nós, praticamo-la todos os dias. "

in As Intermitências da Morte de José Saramago

too much love will kill you

2009-08-11T02:12:00.003+01:00

I'm just the pieces of the man I used to be
Too many bitter tears are raining down on me
I'm far away from home
And I've been facing this alone
For much too long
Oh, I feel like no-one ever told the truth to me
About growing up and what a struggle it would be
In my tangled state of mind
I've been looking back to find
Where I went wrong

Too much love will kill you
If you can't make up your mind
Torn between the lover
And the love you leave behind
You're headed for disaster
'Cos you never read the signs
Too much love will kill you - every time

I'm just the shadow of the man I used to be
And it seems like there's no way out of this for me
I used to bring you sunshine
Now all I ever do is bring you down
Ooh, how would it be if you were standing in my shoes
Can't you see that it's impossible to choose
No there's no making sense of it
Every way I go I'm bound to lose
Oh yes,

Too much love will kill you
Just as sure as none at all
It'll drain the power that's in you
Make you plead and scream and crawl
And the pain will make you crazy
You're the victim of your crime
Too much love will kill you - every time

Yes, too much love will kill you
It'll make your life a lie
Yes, too much love will kill you
And you won't understand why
You'd give your life, you'd sell your soul
But here it comes again
Too much love will kill you
In the end
In the end

queen - too much love will kill you

death proof

2009-08-10T16:14:00.009+01:00

"and then she did a dance I never saw before"

clicar na imagem

lisboa

2009-08-09T21:23:00.031+01:00

i've

got

city

love

winter

2009-07-22T21:45:00.003+01:00

Don't know if I'll make it through this winter without you by my side
I waited for you so long while I traveled far and wide
Convinced myself there's no one better, so how can I deny
Your love, it's like a thorn into my side

My friends they understand me better but don't whisper goodnight
I want a lover and a sister, but we know that's not right
You used to listen to my music, I always wondered why
I wish I could pretend you make me try

I want the days to come, I want these sleepless nights to end
I lie here thinking how I lost you to all your stupid friends
You made me feel so foolish for the twenty-second time
Your love might be the last time that I try

Don't know if I'll make it through this winter without you on my own
I waited here for you forever, I can't believe you'd go
I may not have the answers, but I'd rather never know
Your love was such a heavy, heavy blow

Goodnight my love, you seemed so nice 'til I knew you better
Now I can tell you're always thinking twice about what might be better
On the outside, there's no conscience, you're a victim of your cautiousness
You don't try, you just lie there hoping that someone will come to make it right

The Dodos - Winter

sarychev volcano

2009-06-28T02:48:00.003+01:00

NASA's image of the day

holy family

2009-06-25T00:54:00.004+01:00

"Holy Family"
Oliviero Toscani

omg, are you straight?

2009-06-20T10:29:00.005+01:00

euphonices

2009-06-15T14:53:00.005+01:00

carinho aos molhos para a vanessa e para o flip que não satisfeitos com a partilha da menina dos olhos deles comigo, ainda a destacam (à partilha) assim.

foi um prazer habitar a vossa jaula. (:

with love,

koala

mimi

2009-06-14T01:31:00.007+01:00

'precisavas de razao p'ra enlouquecer

precisavas de paixao p'ra sobreviver

precisavas de sonhar p'ra me namorar'

b (fachada) - mimi

2009-06-07T20:26:00.007+01:00

directamente do queques & absinto, um blog doce e alcoolizado.

estou ali entre a fase IV e V. falta pouco para a fase VI: CHUMBO.

you put my brain in overload

2009-05-17T00:38:00.026+01:00

"20h - ZDB + casa do alentejo + crew hassan + fábulas c/ helena + carolina". descrição minimalista de uma noite em que Lisboa foi a personagem principal e nós meras marionetas dela(s).

o resto fica anotado nas costas da fotografia.

adormecer sozinha não vai ser, de todo, a melhor maneira de honrar a noite.

:'D

2009-05-05T19:47:00.002+01:00

a ânsia de chegar...

2009-04-14T02:10:00.004+01:00

...e as saudades de partir.

2009-03-29T16:49:00.001+01:00

the way
the way you move
the way you move is a mess
to me.

2009-02-28T01:50:00.005Z

that secret that i know
that i don't know how to tell
it fucks with my honor
and it teases my head

that secret that we know
that we don't know how to tell
i'm in love with your honor
i'm in love with your cheeks

2009-02-14T18:54:00.006Z

"there are only three things to be done with a woman [...] you can love her, suffer for her, or turn her into literature."

citação: the alexandria quartet de lawrence durrell.

fotograma: vincent gallo - honey bunny.

do corpo

2009-02-09T05:10:00.009Z

'my knees are cold'

música: bon iver - for emma.
foto: tarantulove.

the curious case of benjamin button

2009-02-07T05:36:00.003Z

Mrs. Maple: Benjamin, we're meant to lose the people we love. How else would we know how important they are to us?

The Curious Case of Benjamin Button (David Fincher, 2008)

cultura

2009-01-30T03:59:00.004Z

Presidente da Fundação de Serralves propõe ao Governo aposta na cultura para combater a crise. mais.

my wet dreams

2009-01-28T21:01:00.013Z

para ti joão que te queixas da essência do blog (e que vais gostar ainda mais da música do que eu já gosto).

vídeo roubado da menina limão

I know I shouldn't think about you
But I do
Cause this morning, I woke up wet
Yes I do
You and I doing bang bang bang
In the back of your mother's car
For hours we did the same same same
Again in the other car

Ohhh Oooohhh

I know I shouldn't talk about you
But I do
I say "Oh my god, he's so fuckable"
Yes, I do
And you said that you love love love
my ass, cause it's really big
You softly kissed my bum bum bum
until you fell asleep

Ohhh Oooohhh

You say "Oh please come closer, whisper in my ear"
And I do
You say "Scream my name louder, tell me you love it"
And I do
So you move faster and faster
Just like a sex machine
And I scream louder and louder
I LOVE YOUR DICK

And now when I look at you
I'm red like a tomato
I hardly articulate "Hello"
And I'm so ashamed
Cause every night every night
I see you in my wet dream
You are just like a porn star
And I suck your cock like a whore

I feel like a whore when I see you in my dreams
I feel like a whore when I see you in my wet dreams
I feel like a whore when I see you in my dreams
I feel like a whore when I see you in my wet dreams

Ohhh Oooohhh

SoKo - My Wet Dreams

manhattan

2009-01-25T00:33:00.005Z

Mary: I thought you wanted to kiss me at the planetarium.
Isaac: I did.
Mary: I thought so.
Isaac: But you were going out with Yale then and I would never in a million years interfere... Did you want me to kiss you?
Mary: I don't know what I wanted. I was so angry at Yale that day.
Isaac: But you were so sexy. You were soaking wet from the rain and I had a mad impulse to throw you down on the lunar surface and commit interstellar perversion with you.

Manhattan (Woody Allen, 1979)

two doors down

2008-12-08T20:31:00.002Z

I think I'm in love,
With the girl next door
It's driving me crazy
I can't take it anymore
I hear her playing the drums late at night
The neighbours complain but thats the kind of girl I like

And maybe I should call her up
And buy her a round
Maybe I should move to another town
But when I hear those drums late at night
I know I'm in love
With a girl who lives
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love with a girl who lives
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love with a girl who lives
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love with a girl who lives
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love

She and her friends sit at the back of the bus
But I'm always to shy to work the courage up
I hear that she likes to dance around the room
To a worn out 12" of Marquee Moon

And maybe I should say "What's up?"
And buy her a round
Or take her for a spin around the town
Cos when I hear those drums late at night
I know I'm in love
With a girl who lives
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love with a girl who lives
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love with a girl who lives
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love with a girl who lives
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love with a girl who lives
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love
I think I'm in love with a girl who lives
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love
I think I'm in love with a girl who lives
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love with a girl who lives

And maybe I should call her up
And buy her a round
And one day we could move to another town
Cos when I hear those drums late at night
I know I'm in love
In love with a girl who lives
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love with a girl who lives
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love with a girl who lives
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love with a girl who lives
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love with a girl who lives
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love
I think I'm in love with a girl who lives
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love
I think I'm in love with a girl who lives
Two Doors Down

I think I'm in love with a girl who lives

I think I'm in love with a girl who lives

Mystery Jets - Two Doors Down

Pillow Fight Club

2008-11-01T15:58:00.006Z

improvlisboa.blogspot.com

há iniciativas fantásticas, não há?

ikea is not for losers

2008-10-25T20:06:00.003+01:00

and I ain't one.

exploding dog

2008-10-20T20:00:00.003+01:00

2

2008-09-30T18:59:00.003+01:00

2 by ~teikoo on deviantART

werewolf

2008-09-30T16:17:00.003+01:00

Boomp3.com

In a dream I was a werewolf
My soul was filled with crystal light
Lavender ribbons of rain sang
Ridding my heart of mortal fight

Broken sundown fatherless showdown
Gun hip swollen lip bottle sip yeah I suck dick
Lose grip on gravity falls sky blinding crumbling walls
River sweep away my memories of
Children’s things a young mother’s love
Before the yearning song of flesh on flesh
Young hearts burst open wounds bleed fresh
A young brother skinny and tall my older walks
Oceanward and somber, slumber sleeping
Flowers in the water,
But I’m just his daughter
Walking down an icy grave
leading to my Schizophrenic father.
Weeping willow won’t you wallow louder
Searching for my father’s power

I’ma shake you off though
Get up on that horse and
Ride into the sunset
Look back with no remorse

He’s a black magic wielder some say a witch
Wielded darkness when he was wilein’ on his mom’s
And born child and he was the bastard that broke
Up the marriage evil doer doing evil from a baby carriage
And he was born with the same blue eyes
Crystal ships dripping with ice, diamonds coruscate
In the night fireworks electric bright
And now he’s got his own two sons
Tried to hide his tearz in a world of fun
But loveless bedrooms filled with doom
Bring silent heartache July to June
Woon over new young hot flame
Mourn the memories later
Laugh now aligator

Oh in a dream
My father came to me
And made me swear that I’d keep
What sacred to me
And if I get the choice
To live in his name
I pray my way through the Rain
Singing Oh happy day

I don’t mean to close the door
But for the record my heart is sore
You blew through me like bullet holes
Left staind on my sheets and stains
On my soul
You left me broke down beggin for change
Had to catch a ride with a man who’s deranged
He had your hands and my father’s face
Another western vampire different time same place
I had dreams that brings me sadness
Pain much deep that a river
Sorrow flow through me in tiny waves of shivers
Corny movies make me reminisce
Breat me down easy on this generic love shit
First kiss frog and princess

I’ma shake you off though
Get up on that horse and
Ride into the sunset
Look back with no remorse

CocoRosie - Werewolf