Expansion on some of yesterday's thoughts.
This entry brought to you courtesy of Ryan, who is sick and tired of having those very large pictures load at the bottom of this page.
have you ever felt like what you need is to just hold someone in your arms? it's just about the worst feeling in the world when you don't have someone to help you satisfy that desire. i mean, there's a lot of other things that people desire, like fucking, but you can masturbate, get that over with, sure, it's not the same thing, but it has the same desired end effect. when you need to just hold someone there isn't anything you can do to get that fix. it's really worst if and when you have a couple somewhere close by, as if life was trying to rub it into your face. it's like i told ryan last night, i don't particularly want someone to make out with or have sex with, i just want someone i can hold, someone i can fall asleep and wake up next to. blah. yesterday from around 5.30 until i went home was all about that, totally because jairo was there at letícia's house and they kept randomly kissing and hugging. let's work under the assumption that letícia is right and i am in fact going to not just like but make out with her cousin. and now it turns out that for said cousin, who's name is constantly escaping me, letícia has arranged an extracurricular internship like mine for 2 weeks. i'm not sure how's that's gonna work, i certainly hope it doesn't mean that i'm gonna be seeing less of letícia during work. the second to last thing i want is to have to sit in the back seat, although i know letícia understands i don't like that.
Vai minha tristeza
e diz a ela
que sem ela não pode ser.
diz-lhe numa prece
que ela regresse,
porque eu não posso mais sofrer.
Chega de saudade
a realidade é que sem ela
não há paz não há beleza,
é só tristeza e melancolia
que não sai de mim,
não sai de mim,
não sai.
Mas, se ela voltar,
se ela voltar,
que coisa linda,
que coisa louca.
Pois há menos peixinhos
a nadar no mar
do que os beijinhos
que eu darei na sua bouca.
Dentro dos meus braços os abraços
hão de ser milhões de abraços.
Apertado assim, colado assim, calado assim,
abraços e carinhos e beijinhos
sem ter fim.
que é pra acabar com esse negocio
de você viver longe de mim.
vamos deixar de esse negocio
de você viver assim.
vamos acabar com esse negocio
de você viver sem mim.
have you ever felt like what you need is to just hold someone in your arms? it's just about the worst feeling in the world when you don't have someone to help you satisfy that desire. i mean, there's a lot of other things that people desire, like fucking, but you can masturbate, get that over with, sure, it's not the same thing, but it has the same desired end effect. when you need to just hold someone there isn't anything you can do to get that fix. it's really worst if and when you have a couple somewhere close by, as if life was trying to rub it into your face. it's like i told ryan last night, i don't particularly want someone to make out with or have sex with, i just want someone i can hold, someone i can fall asleep and wake up next to. blah. yesterday from around 5.30 until i went home was all about that, totally because jairo was there at letícia's house and they kept randomly kissing and hugging. let's work under the assumption that letícia is right and i am in fact going to not just like but make out with her cousin. and now it turns out that for said cousin, who's name is constantly escaping me, letícia has arranged an extracurricular internship like mine for 2 weeks. i'm not sure how's that's gonna work, i certainly hope it doesn't mean that i'm gonna be seeing less of letícia during work. the second to last thing i want is to have to sit in the back seat, although i know letícia understands i don't like that.
Vai minha tristeza
e diz a ela
que sem ela não pode ser.
diz-lhe numa prece
que ela regresse,
porque eu não posso mais sofrer.
Chega de saudade
a realidade é que sem ela
não há paz não há beleza,
é só tristeza e melancolia
que não sai de mim,
não sai de mim,
não sai.
Mas, se ela voltar,
se ela voltar,
que coisa linda,
que coisa louca.
Pois há menos peixinhos
a nadar no mar
do que os beijinhos
que eu darei na sua bouca.
Dentro dos meus braços os abraços
hão de ser milhões de abraços.
Apertado assim, colado assim, calado assim,
abraços e carinhos e beijinhos
sem ter fim.
que é pra acabar com esse negocio
de você viver longe de mim.
vamos deixar de esse negocio
de você viver assim.
vamos acabar com esse negocio
de você viver sem mim.