Having a yummy bag of Doritos with you

HAVING A *Yummy* BAG OF DORITOS WITH YOU

Is even more fun than going on a shopping spree on a sale day

Or buying all the books in the world and eat all the good food there’s out there

Partly because in your cool leggings you make me wish to buy all of them for you

Partly because of my love for you, partly because of your love for Strawberry Milk

Partly because of all the happiness the flourishes from your imagination

Partly because of the secrecy of happiness your smile carries before the hard world

It is hard to believe that when I’m with you there’s nothing else more beautiful

More dangerous more adventurous than standing beside you

It’s like going to New York, where you walk on the streets and it feels like

You’re falling in love over and over again and we’re drifting back and forward

Like busy workers on a busy British Avenue

Because when I see the nature I remind of you and how you face glow

With your dreams and hopes the most important things to you

I will remember that day we will sit on the Central Park feeding the pigeons

And pretending to be on Glee

Where all the Gay Guys will come around and sing and dance with us

There’s nothing else that could replace that moment

When you bite the Doritos and drink a yummy Coke afterward

It will be like a dream come true and going to New York and back again

Is laughing is singing is dancing on the rain

Is listening and getting a hug from Adam Lambert

Is going up and down the stairs because you felt like

Is throwing yourself on a Puff and falling on a plant

Is sitting on the window simply staring at the moon and wishing that everything was Ok

Is crying at night with all you have spilling tears to let it go

Is talking about nothing and everything

Because every time I have a yummy bag of Doritos with you

It’s like a million things are happening and nothing is happening

The world stops time goes faster harder crazier

And all that’s left?

Laughter memories smiles wishes new dreams new things

And more importantly the pleasure of having a yummy bag of Doritos with you…

                            By: Aphrodite, I will never forget you ♥♥♥







HAPPY BIRTHDAY TWIN!!!!!!! I love you! [in a not Lesbian way♥]

I still remember...

This makes me think of you...

...

I wish I could say I'm sorry...

But honestly why? I didn't do anything wrong. I was really the victim.... If everything ended it was nothing but your fault, I told how things would be, but I guess you didn't care for me enough... So you just let it go, you just ran away, you just simply forgot that in a relationship you should value the other...

So no, I won't say sorry, I'd rather say I miss you because that I do... But then I remember what you did to me and I just feel like saying I hate you, and then I remember our time together, and I cringe inside because I'm not around you and at the end I just feel empty inside, wanting not to feel, trying, oh so hard, to pretend that everything is ok and just sad that it had to end that way...

"Já foi raptado por um gajo bué chato que nem gosta de mim e vem dos Açores. Ele é daqueles gajos     

              simples mas que tem a sua complexidade, tas a ver? Ele adora música

          e isso é o mundo dele. O dom com o qual nasceu... Ele as vezes é muito paciente... E também aprecia aquilo que gosta... Hum lol que gajo doido esse que raptou o meu coração..:S"

I thought I knew you, how wrong I was....

Pressure...

 Yeah... That's a sign it should appear everytime you're about to handle pressure... So at least you can prepare and protect yourself..

Why is it so hard?

Going through the day, where you want something but in order to achieve that, there's still a lot to go through...

And then to make it worse people around you just don't get the complexity of it.


They just pressure you to do it... They talk about it, discuss on it, throw you up and down and make you feel sick because of it.
So it gets to the point where you just wish to be left alone... That that subject wouldn't be constantly in the back of your mind, constantly bugging you, destroying friendships, relationships, deteriorating yourself... Making you want to just give up.

I don't want to give up. I have to fight my fears and insicurities and do something for someone that I just want them to do the same back for me... But yesterday I saw that it will always be the same...
I   give  ,   expecting   something   back   ,   and   what   do   I   get   ?   NOTHING...

Moments...

When what you need are just those... simple little things?

Poisé, para mim o que necessito e sempre pedi foi para ser feliz... Isso é uma das coisas mais simples...

"When your life begins making sense.... You always wonder what you were doing before you got to that point..."    by: Melissa.