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berlin day 1
Originally uploaded by nwillebrand

i guess she miscalculated. again. a step to much on the wrong spot. familiar feeling, though.

games should only be allowed to those who are good at maths.

and she is not.

tonight

needle and thread
Originally uploaded by liekeroomijs

Walk with me now under the stars
It's a clear and easy pleasure




It's late but it ain't never

texto: Nick Cave, Sweetheart Come

perfect.

perfect
Originally uploaded by liekeroomijs

Se guardo este ódio de estimação por ti não é por não me amares mais, mas por um dia me teres amado demasiado.

Vulnerável

Pudesses tu, menina, definir o objecto desse teu desejo escondido entre o sexo e o coração...



...não tinhas de vender para sentir.

marrakech
Originally uploaded by Mademoiselle Molly Fryxell

tired of waiting. willing for you to come.

um sítio qualquer

words can never make up for what you do
Originally uploaded by liekeroomijs

Visitei os quatro cantos da minha cama e viajei nos meus sonhos até á tua numa tentativa de despedir-me dos últimos destroços de ti.


Construí tudo de novo: a cama, a janela, os lençois. o sorriso. o corpo. dei-lhes outras cores e outras formas.
Proíbi as borboletas de voar, os pássaros de cantar, o sol de brilhar....


...só para te encontrar para lá das nossas fronteiras. onde eu não te inveitei e apenas te encontrei.

Hesitation

it is difficult to get anything done if coming and going can no longer be clearly kept apart.




Samuel Webber,

falling apart inertia

The colours changed since then, the faces and the smells. That's what they say. Permanent change, in a free fall of little present moments. They say these moments existed. She only realized later. To late.

And she says: there is not enough time in the present to enjoy and heal.

She was picking her pieces from the floor and she saw you passing by. They say, she would only recognize you on your shoes. Do you always wear the same?

if it is true what they say, i didn't feel nothing... she said.

Foi assim que a encontrei: a solidão perdida nos cantos da sua própria forma

she stays the same

the hours. the morning. the afternoon. the night. the days. the monday and the wednesday. the friday. the tuesday. the months.
the darkness. the light.
the cold. the warmth. warm coffee. refreshing ice.
the message. the answer.
he. she.


she learned how fear feels like so she stays the same.

back

Berlin.
Originally uploaded by Mademoiselle Molly Fryxell

É tão fácil partir de onde nunca se chegou realmente.
E disfrutar.
Disfrutar da saudade, ora reconfortante ora melancólica, de um horizonte que se viu por breves segundos na hesitação de um último olhar.