Anda, abraça-me... beija-me, Encosta o teu peito ao meu, Esquece que vais na rua, Vem ser minha e eu serei teu, Que falem não nos interessa, O mundo não nos importa, O nosso mundo começa, Cá dentro da nossa porta.

 

Só nós dois, Tony de Matos

 

cantado por Tiago Bettencourt

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L., às 15:23  (1) comentar

"Hey, baby. Surprise. I know this probably feels a little bit morbid, but I just hate the idea that I'm not gonna be there to see you freak out over turning 30. I mean, it kills me not to be there. Heh-heh. That's funny. Okay. No, it's not. You're gonna be so impressed. I have a plan, baby. Can you believe it? I've written you letters. Letters that will be coming to you all sorts of ways. I waited till your birthday. I figured you weren't stepping out of the house for a while. Letter number one will be arriving tomorrow. Now, you must do what I say, okay? Okay? Don't try to figure out how the letters are coming. It's too brilliant and it'll ruin my plan. Just go along with me on this. Because the thing is, I just can't say goodbye yet. So for starters I want you to get dolled up, and just go out and celebrate tonight. Go out with your girlies. I hereby free you from a party with your family, especially your mom. Oh, man, your mom's there, isn't she? Mm. Shit. Sorry, Patricia. It isn't that I don't love you, but she needs to get a little crazy. So have a slice of the bloody cake, put on your dress and get out of the apartment. Denise, make a plan. Just leave me with John, okay? And know that wherever I am, I'm missing you.
Happy birthday.
I love you."

 


P.S. I love you

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L., às 04:51  (3) comentar

  Ever since I saw you
I want to hold you
Like you were the one


And I love you I love you

I want you but I fear you.

 


who are u?, david fonseca

(a passar no leitor aqui do blog)

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L., às 00:10  comentar

"...things don't have to be extraordinary to be beautiful.
The ordinary could be just as beautiful."

Wicker Park