im pissed

im drunk

im doing hw

my parents are fight

im fucking drunk

ugh

GORDO: where art thou??

ahhahahaha

GORDO TOU COM SAUDADES MEU!!! volta logo!! enough of suffering vai!

tou falando com o Brunao!!

ele ta me contando do free jazz e daki a pouko vou pular pela janela!!! eu keria muito ter ido maaan!!! humpft!!! todo ano q passa sempre falo…. “ano q vem eu juro q vou!!”

turns out q a merda do ano q vem eu naum vou tar aki… ou seja…

NUNCA NA MINHA VIDA VOU IR PRO FREE JAZZ!!!…

fuckers

viu bru, te mencionei!! ahahhaha

Life works out in a funny way sometimes. I can guarantee though, that if you are going through a bad time, it will all be better. It’s all about phases.Life works out in a funny way sometimes. I can guarantee though, that if you are going through a bad time, it will all be better. It’s all about phases.Life works out in a funny way sometimes. I can guarantee though, that if you are going through a bad time, it will all be better. It’s all about phases.Life works out in a funny way sometimes. I can guarantee though, that if you are going through a bad time, it will all be better. It’s all about phases.Life works out in a funny way sometimes. I can guarantee though, that if you are going through a bad time, it will all be better. It’s all about phases.

Life works out in a funny way sometimes. I can guarantee though, that if you are going through a bad time, it will all be better. It’s all about phases.

Life works out in a funny way sometimes. I can guarantee though, that if you are going through a bad time, it will all be better. It’s all about phases.Life works out in a funny way sometimes. I can guarantee though, that if you are going through a bad time, it will all be better. It’s all about phases.Life works out in a funny way sometimes. I can guarantee though, that if you are going through a bad time, it will all be better. It’s all about phases.Life works out in a funny way sometimes. I can guarantee though, that if you are going through a bad time, it will all be better. It’s all about phases.Life works out in a funny way sometimes. I can guarantee though, that if you are going through a bad time, it will all be better. It’s all about phases.

Meu que muito sem nocao!! eu comprei The Sims e naum paro de jogar.. fikei variiiiiiias horas jogando.. ahaha

primero fiz uma casa com eu, meu dad e minha mom… so q naum deu muito certo por q minha mom pegou fogo!!!!! ahahahah depois fiz uma casa com eu e o gordo.. acabei pegando fogo mais eu aborted o jogo pra eu naum morerr…agora tamus namorando e fikamos nos beijando!! e muito funny por q bota mo musikinha no background when they are about to kiss…..

o gordo ta dodoi!!

meu meus pais tao brigando e ta dando muito raiva… achu q eles vao acabar divorcing e pronto!! meu q saco… why the fuck do they do this?? they were so motherfucking happy together and outta of the blue everything is going down the drain!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I HATE THIS SHIT!!!!!!

im never gonna get married so i never have to suffer…. illl juts live around with the guy i love and thats it, no compromises, and then if he wants to walk out the door he can, its gonna hurt, but its not gonna be so much trouble as it were if we were married!!!!….. im never gonna have kids (sorry gordo… no more the dream of the blonde girl in a pink dress running across the fields)… im never gonna have to suffer… I DONT WANT TO SUFFER

my mom just came in crying .. telling me she wished i wasnt here (hell, I wish i wanst here)….

eu tou depressed……… dont want to work tomorrow.. actually i think im not gonna show up at work tomorrow… i dont give a FUCK about it anymore….

humpft!

p.s. my friends’ boyfrends suck!!

“O amor tem a mesma falsa euforia de um gol anulado”

que poetico!

Eu fiz esse teste ridiuclo pra ver se sou Punk or Poser and this is what i got

I AM 43% PUNK.

o teste ta nesse site aqui Fuali

I’m so damn depressed, so damn worn out…

I just cant control it anymore….

My heart aches every time I feel…

my head hurts every time I think.

From my eyes instead of tears I get drops of blood…

my mouth suffers every time I try to whisper sweet words…

my hands don’t feel anymore….

My nose doesn’t respond to the smell of flowers….

I can’t control it anymore… I’m wearing out. Soon I’m gonna be nothing, I cant take it anymore…

I WANT AN EASY LIFE

I want to runaway from all the pain and suffering…

I don’t want to care about people anymore

I would give everything to avoid falling in love over and over with the same person when I cant have him close to me, I don’t want to wonder if I’m loved or not, I don’t want to think about him fucking her with every inch of his manhood, I don’t want to think of him kissing them ever so softly, or whispering the words he whispered to me but this time more sweetly, or more gently, I don’t want him making better love with her than he made with me, I don’t feel like being taken for granted again, I wouldn’t have to sleep all squashed up in a bed with stuffed animals that remind me of him, or wear earrings that remind me of him, or waste thousands of dollars on phone calls

I would stop wasting my breath telling my daddy not to shout at me, I would let my muscles relax instead of having to runaway from my daddy’s big hands, I wouldn’t mind anymore about daddy smoking and being killed slowly, I wouldn’t give a damn about what my daddy thought of his little girl, I would have a normal life where daddy doesn’t control every breath I take, I would listen music so loud without being afraid of daddy turning it off, I wouldn’t have to push myself to be all daddy couldn’t be.

I wouldn’t mind about mommy’s tears every time they run down her cheeks, and I wouldn’t listen to mommy when she calls me a slut, or when mommy wishes that she had never been pregnant, wouldn’t be prohibited by mommy to go to England, I wouldn’t care when I cant reach mommy on her cell phone, I would stop hiding from mommy when I want to go out.

I wouldn’t have to wonder if my friends are speaking behind my back, I wouldn’t have to satisfy all their needs, I wouldn’t have to wear this mask and act “normal” all the time, I wouldn’t have to return phone calls all the time, or wouldn’t have to suffer with emails that get piled up in my inbox with no response, I wouldn’t worry about ICQ not loading up, or my blogger no working, I wouldn’t have to follow any rules, or fulfil any expectations any has about me….

I wouldn’t have to go to school and pretend that I’m interested in the book I’m reading, I wouldn’t have to answer politely to my teachers, I wouldn’t have to do what they want me to do even though it goes against all I believe, I wouldn’t have to listen to all the crap of “you are not good enough” when maybe I’m not being given the chance to prove I can, I would be all I want to be

I’m depressed; I’m tired of everything!

Man, i dont feel like writing at all!!

im soo tired and so bored that all my ideas seem to fly away outta my mind!!

all i know is that i gotta study! and a lot.. and if i dont im so fucked….

i also know that im not going out tonight

and that my baby is sick and im really really worried

i also know i should go on a diet

and try to be a better person

i also know its cold here, and i much rather be in the hooooooot weather!!

ahhah q brega!!!!!!

im uninspired….

last night i tried talking to GORDOOO!! but he was sick and my dad had an eye on me!! ((

gotta go

eu a ype um blo mas vou comer agora!!!!