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Sat May 21, 2005, 5:42 PM
I go to bed real early
Everybody thinks it's strange
I get up early in the morning
No matter how disappointed i was
With the day before
It feels new

I don't leave the house much
I don't like being around people
Makes me nervous and weird
I don't like going to shows either
It's better for me to stay home
Some might think it means i hate people
But that's not quite right

I do some stupid things
But my heart's in the right place
And this i know

I got a dog
I take him for a walk
And all the people like to say hello
I'm used to staring down at the sidewalk cracks
I'm learning how to say hello
Without too much trouble

I'm turning out just like my father
Though i swore i never would
Now i can say that i have a love for him
I never really understood
What it must have been like for him
Living inside his head

I feel like he's here with me now
Even though he's dead

It's not all good and it's not all bad
Don't believe everything you read
I'm the only one who knows what it's like
So i though i'd better tell you
Before i leave

So in the end i'd like to say
That i'm a very thankful man
I tried to make the most of my situations
And enjoy what i had
I knew true love and i knew passion
And the difference between the two
And i had some regrets
But if i had to do it all again
Well, it's something i'd like to do´

eels - things the grandchildren should know

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  • Current Residence: Caldas da Rainha
  • Interests: respirar
  • Favourite movie: Taxi Driver, Fight Club, Who's Afraid Of Virginia Woolf?
  • Favourite band or musician: Tom Waits, Mr. Bungle
  • Favourite genre of music: tudo
  • Favourite artist: deus nosso senhor
  • Favourite poet or writer: Luisa Costa Gomes
  • Favourite photographer: o Bento
  • Operating System: WinXp Pro
  • MP3 player of choice: Winamp 2.91
  • Favourite game: Metal Gear Solid
  • Favourite gaming platform: pc
  • Favourite cartoon character: daffy duck
  • Personal Quote: foda-se

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:iconpratododia:
Traces in snow
A red line grows through and leads me below
Nothing on this side ties me

One step, one glimpse of an eye
One moment can change everything
Wait here 'til my words spread across the sky
And into the chambers of every soul

(Cult of Luna - Crossing Over)
:iconbilheteira:
lol brigada pelo favorito!! ;) saudações

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o ar e agua são da mesma cor
:iconbilheteira:
ei brigada por seres meu amigo!!!! lolol

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o ar e agua são da mesma cor
:iconqwentin:
Hey nice gallery, i don´t think there's enough BLOOD though. hihihih
Some ppl from your classroom impaled here would be nice.

Hehe, Cheers M8

1 Abraço
:iconpratododia:
Frank's Wild Years

Well Frank settled down in the Valley
and hung his wild years
on a nail that he drove through
his wife's forehead
he sold used office furniture
out there on San Fernando Road
and assumed a $30,000 loan
at 15 1/4 % and put down payment
on a little two bedroom place
his wife was a spent piece of used jet trash
made good bloody marys
kept her mouth shut most of the time
had a little Chihuahua named Carlos
that had some kind of skin disease
and was totally blind. They had a
thoroughly modern kitchen
self-cleaning oven (the whole bit)
Frank drove a little sedan
they were so happy

One night Frank was on his way home
from work, stopped at the liquor store,
picked up a couple Mickey's Big Mouths
drank 'em in the car on his way
to the Shell station, he got a gallon of
gas in a can, drove home, doused
everything in the house, torched it,
parked across the street, laughing,
watching it burn, all Halloween
orange and chimney red then
Frank put on a top forty station
got on the Hollywood Freeway
headed north

Never could stand that dog

Tom Waits
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~pratododia has added you to their friends list. ena! obrigado por seres meu amigo :hump:
:iconpratododia:
Steve Rosen : Neighbor From Hell

About 6 months ago, One of my parents decided to rent out a trailer space on our property to a person one of her friends said was 'very reliable'. His name was (big surprise here) Steve. Steve moved in, and agreed to rent a trailer from my parents for 200$/mo. And so he moved in, and for about two weeks everything was fine.

Steve likes to go to second-hand stores and garage sales. EVERY SINGLE DAY. He likes to buy all sorts of random, useless crap for no apparent reason using his welfare money. Stuff that would only be semi-interesting to small children, such as large plastic guitars, toy pianos, and broken microwaves. All of it went into his trailer, never to be seen again.. Or so I thought.
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