11 de out de 2009

Outubro Rosa

Unwritten - Natasha Bedingfield

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I am unwriten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined
I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending
unplanned

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not
find reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions


Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is when your book begins
The rest is still unwriten


Oh, oh

I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the
lines
We've been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I
can't live that way

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not
find reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
release your inhibitions


Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is when your book begins




Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is when your book begins
The rest is still unwriten


Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not
find reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions



Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is when your book begins


Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is when your book begins
The rest is still unwriten
The rest is still unwriten
The rest is still unwriten

Oh, yeah, yeah

13 de set de 2009

Talvez...O Retorno.. Será??

Retomar um blog dá muito trabalho. Ainda mais quando não se tem mais um namorado nerd por perto. Mas acho que me virei bem.
Resolvi voltar a escrever simplesmente porque senti falta de colocar alguns comentários e desabafos para fora. Vou tentar não fazer isso novamente um "blog mulherzinha", apesar de achar difícil e adorar os modelos existentes por aí. Pretendo falar de tudo um pouco, minha adaptação a vida paulista será o foco principal, enfim, espero que meu retorno seja definitivo dessa vez.
Agradeço quem aparecer por aqui e comentar para me ajudar a direcionar esse blog.
Beijos para quem é de beijo e abraços para os outros.