Sad Song - Oasis

Sing a sad song
In a lonely place
Try to put a word in for me
It's been so long
Since I found this place
You better put in two or three
We as people, are just walking 'round
Our heads are firmly fixed in the ground
What we don't see
Well it can't be real
What we don't touch we cannot feel

Where we're living in this town
The sun is coming up and it's going down
But it's all just the same at the end of the day
And we cheat and we lie
Nobody says it's wrong
So we don't ask why
Cause it's all just the same at the end of the day
We're throwing it all away
We're throwing it all away
We're throwing it all away at the end of the day

If you need it
Something I can give
I know I'd help you if I can
If your honest and you say that you did
You know that I would give you my hand
Or a sad song
In a lonely place
I'll try to put a word in for you
Need a shoulder? well if that's the case
You know there's nothing I wouldn't do

Where we're living in this town
The sun is coming up and it's going down
But it's all just the same at the end of the day
When we cheat and we lie
Nobody says it's wrong
So we don't ask why
Cause it's all just the same at the end of the day

Don't throw it all away
Don't throw it all away
Don't throw it all away
Don't throw it all away
Throwing it all away
Throwing it all away
Throwing it all away
Throwing it all away
Throwing it all away
You're throwing it all away at the end of the day

[Nat está sem palavras. Talvez nem precise delas, talvez...]

"There's something wrong with me, I'm a cuckoo"

Tá na hora de mudar coisas. Não sei bem o quê, só sei que tenho que mudar; arrumar o quarto, outro emprego, lavar a louça, roupa suja.

Mudar qualquer negócio. Sinto que está ocorrendo um processo, mas não consigo descrevê-lo, nem entender. Confesso que ontem quis matar o caio à distância, porque percebi que penso nele de vez em quando, e de repente, não quis mais. Não quis e não entendi porque, e de alguma forma isso tudo me fez feliz.

Ontem também ia dizer pra minha orientadora que quero largar o curso. Ela me deu dinheiro e eu calei a boca.

Cinquenta coisas para fazer e zero tempo de postar.

Whatever, quis compartilhar. Nem se fazem necessários comentários, mas se houverem, eu gostarei de ler.

Mainina é estranha e aleatória, apesar de suas amigas não pensarem da mesma forma.