Killing the past and coming back to life...

Today was a tiring day. I don't know why but I want to write something here now.
I've had a terrible test in the morning...so boring, so tiring, I'm almost dead right now. I worked, I had classes at night. Too much information, much things to do and think.

Sometimes I think that I have to let it go away. Forever and ever.

I'm not thinking straight... I'm missing something. But I don't know exactly what it is...

Why so beautiful?

Well she tried for a few days to keep her eyes far far away from him. But it was almost impossible. He was chasing her, looking at her...staring at her.
That day, it was a...let me see...a sunny autumn afternoon. The sun was shinning so high and the birds were singing...what a perfect scene...

One day, between her sheets and books and things to do, he looked so deep at her that she could feel his breathing even being so far from him. She could smell his straight and brown hair and she could touch without feel his hands and his mouth.

Maybe it could be a special love story. But love doesn't exist. Unless I pretend one.

Just in my imagination... so right.

Writing a short story

Well, in our classes of Reading and Text productions we had to create a short story that started last week and we continued this week. It was really fun and we could improve our vocabulary so much.

Guess who was my mate? Alisson, for sure. After a lot of fighting, arguing, kisses and crazy things we realized that we've created a cool horror short story...and we can't wait to write the end. I will publish here when we finnish the damn fuckin' short story!

:D

That's it!

It's never too late to say hello!

Hello guys...I know, I've been away from this space but let me explain! I was so busy and I still do. But it's normal...grad's life suxx. I have to keep going.

I've been enjoying the classes, I decided my researching's subject...things seems to be going to the right place again.

I don't know if I'm well or not. The only thing I know is that I have so many special people in my life. I've already knew that alright? But now I'm just...seeing it so real.

Why I'm always getting hurt for nothing? Crying and bleeding for nothing?

Today, when I'll go to sleep, I'm gonna put all my sadness below my pillow. And when I´ll wake up tomorrow, all this sadness will be gone. Because this is how these things supposed to be. Buried. Buried in a deep ground.