what happens...

another day, another night with him. and I wonder what to do next, because I never had a real relationship, I never had someone to me. Someone that wants to talk to me, who asks how was my day, who cares at least a little bit about me. I'm a little lost, I do not want to fall in love. But I'm addicted to him.

addicted, addicted, so...but I think I'm wise now, things are going on, despite his move to RJ. Carpe Diem, you know...

it's still raining

I'm carpe dieming... I know, it's not a convencional neologism, but, I gotta do that, sorry. Poetic license, I've got this...

I'm just in the air, cannot explain how I feel. Need to go back to my monography while he studies for his master degree...life goes on when things do not work the way you plan, but it's so, so brilliant! . detail: we both like James Blunt. And he knows who I am.

what happens when you are stuck by the vision of a perfect person? "you're beautiful,. you're beautiful it's true..."

my words do not make sense tonight, but I've gotta write like this, needed to. Good night, bye.