"Quando sua realidade particular é desafiada, ela cede à verdade."

What if I say I'm not like the others?
What if I say Im not just another one of your plays?
What if I say I will never surrender?

quinta-feira, 23 de janeiro de 2014

Your friends are here to help

He just stopped for a second. Heart rate as high as a hippie on Uni days.
He just wants to play around, be happy. 
He takes his medicine, follow his friends, he is going for a good time. At least that's what they told him.
It doesn't really matter, he is just a blank face.
...
Hum, that doesn't fit in.
His face is a mirror. Yeah, I think that this works better.
He is just a mirror. On the inside a silver plate, glass and a shiny outside, one would ask.
Man, it's hard to write things to people nowadays. Everything has to be described to exhaustion, and the theme, the reason, has to be there, for people dumb enough to just read it and say "Yeah, that's right" like a stupid 14 years old Marxist. Jesus fuck, the world is disgusting. And I'm old.

Let's go back to mirror face. The point here being, children, he reflects the shit out of everyone around him. By himself he is nothing, he is just a reflection of his friends and loved ones, just a shade of a real person, you know, one with flaws and qualities, that wants to improve or be rich, or something slightly more useful than the usual happiness. Who the fuck invented this word? "Let me ruin someone else's day by creating something they will believe and run after forever, never to find". That's the biggest dick move in recent history.
  
Where was I? Oh right, Mirror face. So yeah, by reflecting I mean that he acts as stupidly as he can, just making himself a fool and making excuses for it as he goes along, cause he is happy and everyone said that he could do it, cause hey, everyone does it... God, I had this argument a thousand times already. And I've wrote about it with every possible metaphor I could think of. Winds, wars, the flow of a river, swimming against it, standing your own ground while the world goes to shit, biting the hand that feeds, you go ahead and pick one. And still I find myself doing it again, cause yeah.
So yeah... fuck, I just ruined my text by explaining everything beforehand.  Jesus Christ, I need to learn how to write properly.
My point is, fuck you all, look at yourself and be a fucking person. And don't curse, it's wrong, our language is full of words that just hurt people and can't be used, for some weird reason. Cause apparently people nowadays are fucking hurt by words. Yeap. So yeah, remember that, the whole mirror face tale, don't curse, go to school and be happy. And take everything that you hold sacred, and shove up your ass. Right... I don't think I've forgotten anything. Until next time.


                                                     "Go With The Flow" - QOTSA

She said "i'll throw myself away,
They're just photos after all"
I can't make you hang around.
I can't wash you off my skin.
Outside the frame, is what we're leaving out
You won't remember anyway
I can go with the flow
But don't say it doesn't matter anymore
I can go with the flow
Do you believe it in your head?
It's so safe to play along
Little soldiers in a row
Falling in and out of love
With something sweet to throw away.
But I want something good to die for
To make it beautiful to live.
I want a new mistake, lose is more than hesitate.
                                          
                                             Do you believe it in your head?