January 2010
To me, fearless is not the absence of fear. It’s not being completely unafraid. To me, fearless is having fears. Fearless is having doubts. Lots of them. To me, fearless is living in spite of those things that scare you to death. Fearless is falling madly in love again, even though you’ve been hurt before. Fearless is walking into your freshmen year of high school at fifteen. Fearless...
Eu não sei por qual motivo, mas eu simplesmente estou bem. Quando eu falo bem, eu quero dizer melhor, e não completamente feliz.
Tudo o que mais me machucava, pesava em mim is gone. Não sei se por completo, mas me livrei de boa parte do que me fazia mal. Me sinto mais leve, aliviada.
My cold heart is back. Missed it.
“Well I’ve been thinking about the future
I’m too young to pretend...”
– Move On - Jet
Empty.
Essa é a minha sensação.
Vazio. Oco.
Não tenho inspiração pra mais nada. Nem vontade para fazer algo. Tudo que eu tinha se foi…
Mas voltará rapidamente; pelo menos é o que eu espero.
Não vale a pena ficar assim. Tentarei me recuperar o mais rápido que eu puder.
I gotta be strong.
And move on.
If I were a...
brokenparts:
If I were a month, I’d be July. If I were a day of the week, I’d be Thursday. If I were a time of day, I’d be 4:10am. If I were a planet, I’d be Mars. If I were a sea animal, I’d be a Orca. If I were a direction, I’d be North. If I were a piece of furniture, I’d be a puff. If I were a liquid, I’d be water. If I were a gemstone, I’d be an emerald If I were a tree, I’d be a ficus. If...
