sevandija, bilhostre

pessoa desprezível

cretina, canalha, calhorda, chupim

filha da puta, infeliz, estúpida, burra, gorda, escrota, sacana, biltre, mau caráter, patife,

tratante, caloteira, infame

MAU CARÁTER MAU CARÁTER MAU CARÁTER

desgraçada, monstra

vai queimar no inferno, ah vai

Certain bitches oughta die

Porque ex-gordas são ridículas.

All that dies

… remains in my heart. It’s a burden.

I wanna burn myself alive.

Mail order

Send me a piece of your skin.

All of me

Should there be someone out there for me who would actually like me the way I really am? Would there be someone out there who could actually be crazier than me? How can I feel all that I feel for nothing or almost nothing?

In 10 minutes I went from butterflies in my stomach to a sudden desire to puke and then inner despair and an urge to take the next flight…

Then I felt like crying my eyes out and now I am back to the butterflies and the butterfly tea.

I want to feel you

Come and get me

take me away

come to me

and  make me come

Too much love

I love him. I think of him I feel like crying.
I see him I feel like crying.
Too much love?
Some kind of wanting to go back feeling?
A bad relationship nowadays?
He came back. He wanted to see me, too. Or maybe I’m just imagining things…

Istambul

I wanna break into your house and go through all your stuff. I need to see everything you own, check all of your belongings: clothes, books, picutres… I need to know how real you are. I wanna watch you sleep, to convince myself that you are for real, that you are not a ghost. Because you look like a ghost and you certainly act like a ghost and spotting you at places is weird. You come and go and I need to catch you.

What do bad girls get?

You remind me of someone I used to be. Someone selfish and self centered, someone who was always a victim of the circunstances… You wanna convince others that you’re hot and sexy, but you’re simply not. Wake up and change, otherwise it’ll be too late.

Lightning

Yeah, perhaps you have multiple personalities. You could be lovely, so desirable, so lovable, so much like me. And you can be nasty, naughty, such a bastard, such a pain. But I’ve always seen within you. I guess I’ve seen the real you and sometimes you are just a hypocrite, so much as you can be. You will never see the real me. You don’t want to.