Tomei a iniciativa de apagar um outro blog que tinha criado. Tenho várias ideias, para o que fazer com um ou dois blogs que possam "nascer e florescer". Contudo, estes serão os únicos que quero associados ao meu email.
It's 2:30 in the morning and I'm sitting in the bed, typing this message on my mobile. After coming from the café, I was thinking about a text to write, but once again, that went away. My poor, old blog is a mess. I exported the texts from the blog in Portuguese and uploaded it here, so you'll easily find texts both in Portuguese and English. My texts are another mess of feelings - mostly depressing stuff, but it is what it is. Times have changed and so did I. Despite not writing as often, it still is my escape. I'm not willing to go through years of spelling mistakes, wrong labels, fix it and try to attract more views to this blog. I'd rather write a final post, with a link to a brand new blog and try to be more careful with my writing. I'm sitting alone in the bed and one of my cats is looking at me. I pet him, open the sheets so that he can lay under them, but he decides that sitting by my side is more appealing. He looks at me and I pet him and then I procee...
I've recently started cleaning my social media following. Again. In the last week's, I've been unfollowing a lot of accounts related with porn, leaving only those accounts that share some clips and some actors, and politics. However, I know myself and I know I'll be chasing some of those people back. From both spectrums. The thing is that anxiety makes me do it. I even follow and unfollow people that I know in a spree. My mind works in a strange way. I think that me and a certain person haven't been in each other's life for a while, so it doesn't makes sense to still follow them. As for porn or politics, I'm tired of chasing the same old thing - cock or the politicians I'm voting for - under different faces or backgrounds. So I unfollow them. Later on, I'll start following them again, because... Well, because they've been followed by me before and I liked what I saw. Things are still going down the path where I unfollow them. I'll most li...
The sun came to make us a visit. Since yesterday, the days are bright and warm enough, that I smile and keep thinking of how much of the beach I am wanting and needing! I feel trapped... Somehow, I am trapped to the past! Ki am trapped to the things that have never moved from the same exact place! I fight for what I want. I have been stopped for too long. I have seen a chance to change the stuffs, but that chance has been a very small one. That chance seemed to haven't improved into a nothing, just once again! I take a look at teenagers passing by in the streets. 13, 14, 15, 16, 17... All young, from when the time of good promises was there. If I had a time machine and if I could go back in time, knowing all I know today, having all the bad experiences that I have had until today, how different would be things? In one hand, they would be exactly the same, but I would be way more careful in some other points... I see men passing by. How many, many times have those men been...
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