while my guitar gently wheeps

Meu Deus, eu tenho 26 anos!


Acabei de perceber.
Culpa dos cabeludos aqui.
Daqui à pouco vou querer acampar também.
O amigo do cabeludo, amigo meu, escreveu "Something".


Rá!
Que maluquice!
Sabia que conhecia esses caras de algum lugar.

Future Happiness

Plaza de Armas III

Plaza de Armas II

Plaza de Armas

i ll be waiting u with open arms

i´m so lazy today...
nor even can´t think

it´s maybe because of u
dont know
i was dressing my dressing gun
round and round till fall in ground
u were laughting alone with the red big hat
not drunk
not high
just nervous

we were confused
looking for the same thing
together and alone, at the same time

the breath of the morning, i keep forgetting.

my little subterranean homesick

Please, could you stop this noise? I´m trying to get some rest..

breath..keep breathing...i can´t do this alone.

i show then the stars, and the meaning of life