domingo, julho 30, 2006
Every day she does the same thing… wake up in the same hour in the morning and she smiles the same way and this is Chico Buarque de Holanda…
Why we do the same think every day… go to work come back…study and lunch and dinners and go to bars and surface friends and some money and … and… sometimes we have sex… and way up look to the side and ask yourself: - What I do? Who is this person that I sleep every day? Surface relationships... and wrong decisions… less hope more depression... and we believe love can change any wrong choice that we did in some moment of our life… And you fall in love again… and the hope comes and changes your entire mind… the happiness come but the fear comes too… Emotional instability, we are hormonal machines looking for equilibrium one apparent empty journey but it comes to the human existence. When we do every day the same thing it keep us near the reality and far from the madness, we need routine… So boring… … It is not me nether you every time! Let’s party today ok? That beer… that music… forget the work… forget the depression… forget world trouble… let’s dance all night and make love during all the day… good week my friends! The secret of happiness: - Every time is time to escape of the reality… e foda-se meu inglês... kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk |
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