AUTHOR: Bia Lombardi
DATE: 8/22/2005 02:19:00 am
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So pra vc nao morrer ai de curiosidade, Ci..ehehe. Nao, eu nao dei. Ficou parecendo que sim?? Sorry for that. Enfim, episodio devidamente deixado de lado ja que provocou revolucoes por minuto aqui e nem estou afim de reviver NENHUM dos sentimentos revistos ontem. Passou.
E vc acha , sinceramente, que se tivesse rolado isso com quem a gente sabe que seria o_sonho, ha-ha (ok, gotta stop with that ha-ha, URGENTLY), que eu estaria nessa CALMA toda? Deos... ;) Alias, e mais ou menos como manda esse mantra aqui embaixo:
"Please let him come, and give me the resilience & guts to make him respect me, be interest, and not to throw myself at him with loudness or hysterical yelling; calmly, gently, easy baby easy. He is probably strutting the backs among crocuses now with seven mistress... Oh, he is here; my black marauder; oh hungry hungry. I am so hungry for a big smashing creative burgeoning burdened love: I am here, I wait; and he plays on the banks of the river Cam like a casual faun." - S.P on Ted Hugues.
Hummm...eu tenho meus momentos, gotta admit it.
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About Me

- Name: Bia Lombardi
- Location: Sao Paulo, SP, Brazil
'Have you got any soul?', a woman asks the next afternoon. That depends, I feel like saying; some days yes, some days no. A few days ago I was right out; now I've got loads, too much, more than I can handle. I wish I could spread it a bit more evenly, I want to tell her, get a better balance, but I can't seem to get it sorted. I can see she wouldn't be interested in my internal stock control problems though, so I simply point to where I keep the soul I have, right by the exit, just next to the blues.' - Nick Hornby, High fidelity