Estou em meu período duvidoso. Time to be myself as harsh as gentle, as innocent as overthought, just like i said some of my friends are. Or some of my no longer friends.
Isso seria motivo suficiente para eu aconselhar que vocês parassem de visitar meu blog, mas já que estão aqui deixo uma música - mais pela melodia do que pela letra.
Se bem que a letra é tão sarcástica quanto eu tenho estado nesses últimos dias. Culpa de noites mal dormidas e dias muito trabalhados...

O estado de espírito justifica também a não alteração da frase aí de cima. Mas não justifica as cores do blog.

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Leave (Glen Hansard)

I can't wait forever is all that you said
Before you stood up
And you won't disappoint me
I can do that myself
But I'm glad that you've come
Now if you don't mind

Leave, leave,
And free yourself at the same time
Leave, leave,
I don't understand, you've already gone

And I hope you feel better
Now that it's out
What took you so long
And the truth has a habit
Of falling out of your mouth
But now that it's come
If you don't mind

Leave, leave,
And please yourself at the same time
Leave, leave,
Let go of my hand
You said what you have to now
Leave, leave,
Let go of my hand
You said what you came to now
Leave, leave,
Leave, leave,
Let go of my hand
You said what you have to now
Leave, leave,