quinta-feira, 18 de agosto de 2011

Who is really not a bad guy, you control not to hurt or even kill someone. Many times we are in traffic and packed mess with a stranger and do not know what is the danger of it, many people appear calm quiet, but when they turn on the wheel Just like that drawing Goofy he is sleepy, but when you enter the car , it turns into a killer. Therefore careful who you mess: It can be dangerous and even fatal. Anjo para proteger nesse transito maluco




Quem é mal de verdade não faz cara, se controla para não machucar ou até matar alguém. Muitas vezes estamos no trânsito e arrumamos confusão, com um desconhecido e não sabemos qual é a periculosidade do mesmo, muitas pessoas aparentam tranquilas calmas, mas quando estão no volante se transformam Igual aquele desenho do Pateta que ele é pacato, mas  quando entra no carro, ele se transforma em um assassino. Por isso cuidado com quem você mexe: Pode ser perigoso e até fatal.

terça-feira, 2 de agosto de 2011

quarta-feira, 27 de julho de 2011

My love was angry with me because of my friends . But I embrace and is okay , because no one refuses a hug and a kiss too . But she did not talk to me and not let me understand why, and I'm in solitude without a verse friend . Way alone through the darkness , and aimlessly did not realize that miles traveled in the company of a friend ; loneliness . But you know what happened , his eye turned blue from screaming . Sometimes anger shows the beauty . And the truth will not let her reveal. Let's leave without saying goodbye , I'll never forget that line them. Do not close the curtain let the wind take me to a place that is not mine. Show me your scars , just so I know the pain you felt . Cut the tongue of those who slander and drill the eyes and ears who does not love who betrayed me . Never leave the place where I was born , here I want to live here want to die . Stay and understand what I say and not humiliate me and stay without understanding the words that offend me with pleasure. Do not want to send my children to war , I'd rather stay and use tools that only builds rather that it only destroys . Every living son warrant for war coming back two dead . I do not want to see a tear fall for me , for my embebecido blood. But now my love has forgiven me , seeing my friends carrying my coffin toward the eternal sleep , where all my dreams will be only yours.

Meus Anjos: " Que me defenda dos meus Demoniôs" pelo menos na hora de desenhar , me fez esquecer da maldade que nesse mundo existe e que proteja a todos possíveis e impossíveis, para os que estão nas ruas, nas favelas, nas cadeias, no trabalho em casa, etc. Porque toda proteção recebida é valida, neste plano que aqui estamos, porque tudo o que temos é a fé e essa ninguem vê, mas precisa, para se sentir protegido.

segunda-feira, 27 de junho de 2011

I'm an empty overtake me I do not think that's true but it really feels like the end Global Manipulation with if all state Watch a man to criticize me and offend me and I still think it cool Induces sends woman to be happy without me Use and take advantage, but I will not until the end Pepper in the ass the other is refreshment Intense embarrassment is not something that I drink is very dry Understanding does not exist when we are on guard Attacking is necessary to avoid injury to loved Not to covet is the best disguise and pretend not to see When beautiful, seduction into action, even better is not believing Out a fantasy is fantastic The result is real, fatal and dramatic I could lose everything I have for this desire But if you do not realize I'm on discontent Having experience is able to assess what it meant and passed I never imagined that everything now a days held Concretizo something erotic or a simple modesty Maybe hotter than actually materialized Beauty is a reflection of the soul without personality or character What you feel is what you want, there is the barrier and can contain I imagine that most do not belong to this world Repent and do not want to live In accepted as everything has to be May be unable to really say everything I'm feeling rather But that emptiness came over me seems to have come to an end No need to show you who I really am sincerity and transparency do not show where I'm going I want you to know me and learn something from me if you touch me might tell you everything until the end