sexta-feira, 20 de novembro de 2009

Life is strange...


You really shouldn't care what other people think. Let them make fun of the music you listen and the words that come out of your mounth. Let them tell you how you should be and ignore it; at the end of the day, you are who you are and no one can take that away.



"I know how this story goes, because I've read it many times before. Sure, this version has a new beginning, but we know they all end the same. Someone with a broken heart and someone who broke it, and it'll always be me who plays the first character."
"I've seen people falling in love, I heard them talking about. About blushing, tinteling toes, butterflies in the stomach and how your face seems to lighten up when he's around. A smile that just can't get off, they say. And though I'm pretty sure that I'm in love with you, I can't find that smile at my face when you're around. It's just that I can't stand it, when you're near to me. In my head everything seems so clear… I want you, you want her and that's it. But everything is so messed up when you're standing next to me, and I just want to push you away or fall into your arms and tell you that I can't handle this."



"I knew who I was this morning...

but I've changed a couple times since then."
"I like coincidences.
They make me wonder about destiny, and whether free will is an illusion or just a matter of perspective.
They let me speculate on the idea of some master plan that,
from time to time, we're allowed to see out of the corner of our eye."