A nossa Lisboa.

 

 

Onde a vida deixou de ser vida e tornou-se a aventura.

Saudades!

There are some things distance cannot break.

Vittu.

 

I keep pretending I didn’t fall,
didn’t smash,didn’t die,
as if appearance of being alive
could pass for living a life.

Kai Marshetta.

"What difference does it make which coulour your prison's painted?"

Two.

"There are dreamers and there are realists in this world.You'd think the dreamers would find the dreamers and the realists would find the realists,but more often than not the opposite is true.You see, the dreamers need the realists to keep them from soaring too close to the sun.And the realists,well, without the dreamers,they might not ever get off the ground."

Gustave Flaubert.

"Ci si accontenta della medriocrità,come di un rifugio,quando si perde la speranza di realizzare la bellezza dei propi sogni".

Thanks for that.

 

There's always someone observing us,ensuring we are alright.

Do not stand at my grave and weep-Mary Elizabeth Frye.

"Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there,I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gente autumn rain.
When you awake in the morning's rush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quite birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there,I did not die."

No som tots i totes una mica paranòiques?

Paranoia:
"Busca desesperada de una evidencia que confirme un pensamiento,una obsesión,y rechazo sistemático de todo aquello que no la  confirme.Los paranóicos consideran que es mejor tener gente en contra que no ser tenidos en cuenta."

Sweet pain.

So you took the wrong way out again.
Did anybody notice this time?
You've always felt alone,you are alone,
you don't need anyone anymore.
You love that nightmare,
you love how it feels.
It's the only thing you've got,
they only thing you need.
Is it getting better?
Did you lose yourself one more time?
The fall will hurt,
you know that.
You've never been much high,
you've never been much alive.
Are you losing your soul
or are you winning the war?
They left long ago,
they've never been by your side.
Who need them?
Keep on feeling that,
pain is ruling your life.

Així som.

Si hem sabut estimar amb tot el nostre cor la persona equivocada,imagina quan estimem la persona adequada.

Isolamento.

The walls we build up around us to keep out the sadness also keeps out the joy.

We are all equal and free.So respect.

Life for children raised by gay people is not weird or hard because they've got two dads or two mums,it is because people will do as much as possible to make them know that's not the "normal" situation.That's the only thing that hurts,not people loving each other without caring about their gender.That's not fair.Love is not wrong,people's mind is.