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sexta-feira, setembro 28, 2007
I'd hold you up to say to your mother, "this kid's gonna be the best kid in the world. This kid's gonna be somebody better than anybody I ever knew." And you grew up good and wonderful. It was great just watching you, every day was like a privilige. Then the time come for you to be your own man and take on the world, and you did. But somewhere along the line, you changed. You stopped being you. You let people stick a finger in your face and tell you you're no good. And when things got hard, you started looking for something to blame, like a big shadow. Let me tell you something you already know. The world ain't all sunshine and rainbows. It's a very mean and nasty place and I don't care how tough you are it will beat you to your knees and keep you there permanently if you let it. You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life. But it ain't about how hard ya hit. It's about how hard you can get it and keep moving forward. How much you can take and keep moving forward. That's how winning is done! Now if you know what you're worth then go out and get what you're worth. But ya gotta be willing to take the hits, and not pointing fingers saying you ain't where you wanna be because of him, or her, or anybody! Cowards do that and that ain't you! You're better than that! I'm always gonna love you no matter what. No matter what happens. You're my son and you're my blood. You're the best thing in my life. But until you start believing in yourself, ya ain't gonna have a life. Don't forget to visit your mother. sexta-feira, setembro 21, 2007
caro diário : caminhando vou participar de uma corrida no final de semana. uma maratona de revezamento. pretendia escrever mais a respeito. pretendia ter me consultado com um cardiologista. apesar das mudanças, ainda fica muita coisa assim pela metade e mal feita. seja como for, fica aqui o registro. caso sobreviva, quem sabe, conto como foi. sexta-feira, setembro 14, 2007
gooks # 2 : a missão a data da gravação das músicas para um cd demo # 2 dos gooks já está marcada. tem versão ao vivo tosca de uma delas no myspace. dá até pra fazer download. full time job [verses] most of the time i´m busy commited to this full time job destroying myself pleasantly feeling bitter, feeling bored this hangover never ends, i stink such a cliché so i´m depressed so why not another shot, i think when there´s a hammer in my head [chorus] to love other people is painful to hate other people is fine my only friend just died last night to love other people is painful to hate other people is fine i felt sick but i didn´t cry i didn´t cry my eyes are dry because i didn´t cry [verses] most of the time i´m busy commited to this full time job destroying myself pleasantly feeling bitter, feeling bored this hangover never ends, i stink such a cliché so i´m depressed so why not another shot, i think when there´s a hammer in my head [chorus] to love other people is painful to hate other people is fine my only friend just died last night to love other people is painful to hate other people is fine i felt sick but i didn´t cry i didn´t cry my eyes are dry because i didn´t cry [solo] [chorus] to love other people is painful to hate other people is fine my only friend just died last night to love other people is painful to hate other people is fine i felt sick but i didn´t cry i didn´t cry my eyes are dry because i didn´t cry i dind´t cry!!! Marcadores: gooks terça-feira, setembro 11, 2007
[note to self] eu tenho sido frequentemente a pessoa errada no lugar errado. eu não quero mais ser a pessoa errada no lugar errado. eu vou me esforçar o máximo que puder para não ser mais a pessoa errada no lugar errado. |