November 2009
Who said this was ok?
Ok? Fucking OK??? If life is nothing but a long hallway to the exit sign… AN EXIT. Excuse me, excuse you. It hurts. And where do we go from here? I miss you. I am going to miss you. As much as the mystery will forever be what I have. Fed by good laughs, misunderstandings, questioning and deep hugs.
I love you. Fá. I love you.
“FUCKING SHIT.”
“I_AM_CRYING_A_LOT.”
“i.a.m.c.r.y.i.n.g.a.l.o.t.”
“i am crying. a. lot.”
I have a couple of things to say.
Life is short. But worst than that, we cut it shorter. We get caught up with bullshit because that is all we know. But worst than that, when we become aware of it, we stick with it because: We are lazy, we are comfortable, we are afraid. I never knew a lot of things about myself - ‘till now. I have learned a thing or two, and I hope that I act on what I just said above. Fuck that shit. I...
oh my god.
don’t let go.
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“SAUDADES. MUITAS SAUDADES.”
“and because you made me smile everyday. more than once a day.”
