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"O acaso é o sopro de um anjo"

"Chance is the whisper of and Angel"

Between the good and the bad.
Entre o bem e o mal.

“The problems of disease are more complicated and difficult than any others with which the trained mind has to grapple...Variability is the law of life. As no two faces are the same, so no two bodies are alike, and no two individuals react alike and behave alike under the abnormal conditions which we know as disease. This is the fundamental difficulty in the education of the physician, and one which he or she may never grasp...”Probability is the guide of life.”

some peoplo only talk about love, nigth
party, beer and smoke. i know we are
young but in mozambique the school is
more important than another way/thing.

I see halos broken down
and traces of blood on the stairs
Nothing will be like old times

Eu Sempre fui fascinado pela a natureza!! Acho que me tornei um eterno aventureiro. Me tornei um andarilho viajante. Caminhando por belas paisagens verdes, e frescas.Passando por lagos,árvores, e belas vegetaçoes... sem saber oque de mais belo posso encontrar pelo o caminho!!

INDIVIDUAL

WORLD WIDE WEB:
IT'S JUST ME
AND MY SELFIE.

It's a mistery, it's unknown
how you have come back
and made my mind blow
When I'm with you I feel lost in space and time
then when I'm without you, I just wish to hold you tight.

What's it? What's happening to me?
This is weird, this is new, this is frightening
And I find myself thinking of you and me.

People already asked if I'm in love with you.
"How stupid of them" - I think
well, but I guess I do.
It's no new that I've always desired you
But it's brand new this will to have you.

Now the biggest elephant in the room is
to know if you feel it too.

Do you see me only like a friend?
Or will you give me...
give me that so expected chance?

To show you this is true...to show you how it's different...

Camilinha
25/11/2014
17h51

Don't look through me.


How many times I have heard you say how much you had loved her?

And how many times I wondered what would it be if there was you and me?

I know deep inside I can make you happy, what is it you don't wanna see?

My life's been a nightmare lately, I get angry if you don't remember about me....I then decide giving up on everything....I erase all that reminds me of you....but then...you come, and you smile at me.

And I just feel so helpless, that I can't do another thing but give myself to you and be sure My heart is thine...

The days pass by and you don't even look for me, and hurts me most you don't even know I'm here, aching for you.

Do you even think of me? Is there at least a teeny tiny chance that would make you consider myself as your one and truly?

Or is she the only one who has ever crossed your mind?

Certaintly this is not something I've chosen to feel...but it's here, inside of me, hurting me with every pounding of my heart.

And what am I to do now? I feel addicted to you...strung out in a way I've never been at anything before....for I've always had a feeling for you, even though now it feels much more pure and true.

Baby....I want you...

O rock and roll é o futebol brasileiro dos norte-americanos.

Never is too late to get an old history and write a new end.

Take my weapons and I will have the stones, because give up the fight it was never my choice.

And everything is quiet now, Feeling is gone, And the picture disappears.

Seventeen Seconds - The cure

And hiding in your smile a secret you must keep, love cuts you deep.
BUTTERFLY ON A WHEEL - The Mission

"E eu fico imaginando.Você em casa andando de pijama e com o cabelo bagunçado.meias brancas andando sobre o chão sujo,música alta e mesmo achando que tem a voz feia voce canta,girando e balançando o corpo no ritmo da musica,mesmo se a musica for lenta voce cria seu propio ritmo.Voce pode achar sua voz horrivel,mas eu amo tanto sua voz e o jeito que voce da aquele meio sorriso de zombaria,é incrivel...na verdade tudo em voce é.E eu nao sei se tenho azar ou sorte por encontrar uma garota tao problematica como voce,mas talvez eu simpatize com pessoas tão problematicas e complicadas como eu,como se fosse um manicomio á dois"

when you see me, hug me, when you stay closer to me, kiss me, forgot the world and kiss me, like you wanna be loved.

Poetry...
when the banal and trivial world, appear naked before the sight... free from walls and veils, allowed to be everything, in anything... A shadowy and hidden beauty, turns all clear...from within... A lonely vibration, sweet...or bitter...bittersweet... as an enigmatic and fascinating musical score, composed by him who has the gift of seeing life on the wings... of a butterfly...

' ' I have tested my will, and I'm not comfortable with this talk of getting old , I feel young but with the old soul and lost dreams and nights " "

...sometimes when it rains... the air wild and deep... light and pure... confuses with my being, in the green earth...in the stones... I no longer know if it's me in the rain ...or the rain in me...

How i miss my favorie scent...

.. my heart is my temple ...and the silence is the temple of my thoughts ...
... I'm somewhere ...between ...