May 2012
2 posts
April 2012
1 post
“it’s the oldest story in the world. one day you’re 17 and planning...”
– nathan scott
March 2012
3 posts
well, i don't know what i'm looking for but i know...
você tem esse jeito que me derrete, que me faz ter vontade de te acordar com vários beijos, de ouvir sobre o seu dia, de cuidar de você quando ficar doente, de te abraçar por trás quando estiver trabalhando ou distraído, de te deitar no meu colo, te morder, te provocar. esse jeito que me faz rir do nada quando estou sozinha e lembro de alguma coisa que você disse - uma piada, um elogio ou um...
“as good as kissing feels, nothing feels as good as the anticipation of it.”
better is one day with you, than a thousand...
February 2012
8 posts
“honestly, if you’re not willing to sound stupid, you don’t deserve...”
“i couldn’t sleep last night. i laid awake and wished you were here.”
“i was thinking how i keep waiting for life to get easier. you know, lower...”
– private practice
“the scary thing was that i was becoming aware that very few people were doing...”
– david rosen
January 2012
8 posts
“e você não sabe quantos sorrisos eu já dei só de pensar em você.”
“when you are attracted to people, it’s because of the details. their kindness....”
moving the way you move, doing the things you do to keep me coming right back to you...
acho que é o seu sorriso que me deixa assim, sem saber bem o que dizer. me pergunto se você sente a mesma coisa quando olha pra mim. e quando as luzes se apagam fico sonhando acordada, fico querendo um beijo seu no meu ombro enquanto eu pego no sono, querendo seu abraço na minha cintura e sua voz no meu ouvido dizendo “boa noite, pequena”.
1: what do you want to be?
2: is there a spot on the friendship spectrum between total stranger and having to hear about the guys you date? and ideally, just a notch underneath driving you to the airport and painting your kitchen?
1: how about the friend level where you sometimes have to cat-sit?
2: done. and if i'm occasionally naked in your dreams, i won't complain.
“nós poderíamos ser amigos e trocar confidências. assistiríamos a filmes, taça de vinho nas mãos, e tu me detalharias as tuas paixões e desatinos. nós poderíamos ser amantes que bebem champagne pela manhã aos beijos num hotel em paris. caminharíamos pela beira do sena, e eu te olharia atenta, numa tentativa indisfarçável de gravar o momento e guardá-lo comigo até o fim dos meus dias. ou...
“eu quero cozinhar alguma coisa enquanto você espera de pernas pro ar, com seus vestidinhos frescos, bebendo um vinho branco levemente gelado. quero fazer amor contigo no sofá e descansar em paz na nossa cama. quero te beijar à meia-noite. todas as meia-noites. quero não ser mais este especialista tosco no quesito vida desperdiçada. quero, depois de tanto tempo, um ano novo.”
December 2011
4 posts
“something always brings me back to you… it never takes too long. i never...”
– sara bareilles
someone like you.
“only once in your life, i truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. you tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. you share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you. when...
“twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you...”
– mark twain
“the only remedy for love is to love more.”
– henry david thoreau
November 2011
7 posts
1: put your eyes back in their sockets. she's a waste of your time.
2: valuables under lock and key?
1: she's waiting for mr. right... she's very patient.
“i had a terrible day. we say it all the time; a fight with a boss, a stomach...”
– grey’s anatomy
you.
sabe aquela pessoa que aparece na sua vida sem explicação? que diz coisas que você precisa ouvir quando está tendo um dia ruim? que te faz viajar quilômetros em momentos aleatórios do dia quando uma simples música toca no rádio? aquela pessoa que ficaria horas no telefone falando sobre a vida ou um filme qualquer? que não se importaria em te encontrar tarde da noite se você precisasse de ajuda?...
1: your boyfriend is here.
2: he's not my boyfriend. he's just another guy who likes my cupcakes, 'cause who doesn't?
1: well, your face gets red when you see him and you suddenly act like a nice person... if that's not love, i don't know what is.
“i like to sleep. i like to do nothing. nothing is my favorite kind of something.”
– callan mcauliffe
October 2011
8 posts
“there’s a little bit of something me in everything in you.”
– matchbox 20
“sometimes it’s better to just keep things to yourself; play dumb, even when your...”
– grey’s anatomy
it's not about who you want to spend friday night...
“ele me conta das meninas, eu conto dos caras. eu acho engraçado quando ele fala ‘ah, enjoei, ela era meio sem assunto’ e olha pra mim com saudade. ele também ri quando eu digo ‘ah, ele não entendeu nada’ e olho pra ele sabendo que ele também não entende, mas pelo menos não vai embora. ou vai mas sempre volta. não temos ciúmes e nem posse porque somos pra sempre....
and sometimes, we just need a reminder to take...
1: i love that you have this insane way of talking in circles that makes perfect sense.
2: i do? 'cause sometimes i feel like nobody understands me. but...
1: me. i get you.
“never wonder what the hell went wrong, your second chance may never come along.”
– pete murray
September 2011
5 posts
someone is out there to tell you what you wanna...
destiny, chemistry and timing.
1: i used to believe in destiny. you know? i'd go to the bagel place, see a pretty girl in line, reading my favorite novel, whistling the song that's been stuck in my head all week, and i'd think, "wow, hey — maybe she's the one". now i think, "i just know that bitch is going to take the last whole wheat everything bagel".
2: you've just been focused on work.
1: no. it's more than that. i've stopped believing. not in some depressed, i'm-gonna-cry-during-my-toast way. not in a way i even noticed until tonight. it's just, everyday, i think i believe a little less, and a little less, and a little less, and that... sucks. what do i do about that?
2: you're ted mosby. you start believing again.
1: in what? destiny?
2: chemistry. if you have chemistry, you only need one other thing.
1: what's that?
2: timing. but timing is a bitch.
“there’s something to be said about a glass half full, about knowing when to say when. i think it’s more of a floating line, a barometer of need. of desire. it’s entirely up to the individual, and it depends what’s being poured. sometimes all we want is a taste. other times there’s no such thing as enough, the glass is bottomless… all we want is more.”
1: why do you love me?
2: because you're a good man. in my experience, they're pretty hard to come by.
August 2011
10 posts
“i have a crush on your mind, i fell for your personality, and your looks are...”
– the notebook
about love. about me.
não vou admitir que sinto falta dessas surpresas, desses presentes só porque ‘estava passando e achei a sua cara’, desses momentos na fila do cinema com o frappuccino em uma mão e a pipoca na outra, dos beijos roubados e todas essas coisinhas do cotidiano. até as briguinhas bobas, a cara fechada que vai embora com um simples beijo. o problema é que quero isso com alguém que se importe...
if you say this life ain't good enough, i'd give...
1: what? you don't think he's cute?
2: i didn't really notice.
1: how can you not notice when a guy is cute?