segunda-feira, março 29, 2010

I'm just sitting on the shelf

Ela não é a coisa mais fofa do búdo? 



Why do let me stay here?
All by myself
Why don't you come and play here?
I'm just sitting on the shelf

Why don't you sit right down and stay awhile?
We like the same things and I like your style
Its not a secret; why do you keep it?
I'm just sitting on the shelf

I got to get your presence
Let's make it known
I think you're just so pleasant
I would like you for my own

Why don't you sit right down and make me smile? (uh huh)
You make me feel like I am just a child
Why do you end it?
Just give me credit
I'm just sitting on the shelf


She & Him - Why do u let me stay here?  (essa ainda é a minha preferida)

sexta-feira, março 26, 2010

Eles de novo...




Meredith: I lied. I’m not out of this relationship. I’m in. I’m so in, it’s humiliating, because here I am, begging— Derek: Meredith...
Meredith: Just, shut up. You say Meredith and I yell, remember?
Derek: Yeah.
Meredith: OK, here it is. Your choice, it’s simple, her or me. And I’m sure she’s really great. But Derek, I love you. In a really, really big, pretend to like your taste in music, let you eat the last piece of cheesecake, hold a radio over my head outside your window, unfortunate way that makes me hate you, love you. So pick me. Choose me. Love me. I’ll be at Joe’s tonight, so if you do decide to sign the papers, meet me there.


(Esse é antigo, mas acho TÃO FODA até hj) 

quarta-feira, março 24, 2010

Burke was... He took something from me. He took little pieces of me; little pieces over time, so small I didn’t even notice, you know? He wanted me to be something I wasn’t, and I made myself into what he wanted. One day I was me, Christina Yang, and then suddenly I was lying for him, and jeopardizing my career, and agreeing to be married and wearing a ring, and being a bride. Until I was standing there in a wedding dress with no eyebrows, and I wasn’t Christina Yang anymore. And even then, I would’ve married him. I would have. I lost myself for a long time. And now that I’m finally me again, I can’t. 
I love you. I love you more than I loved Burke. I love you. And that scares the crap out of me because when you asked me to ignore Teddy’s page, you took a piece of me, and I let you. And that will never happen again.
Christina Yang

 




I think there is always a piece of us being taken...

terça-feira, março 16, 2010

Reminder


Todo mundo já leu isso umas trocentas vezes, mas.... bom, a gente esquece.

sexta-feira, março 12, 2010















Mas então eu já sou tãaao old and boring, hein?!

How 'bout getting off of these antibiotics?

Once again, finally friday =D



Still on medication, still in some pain, but... how 'bout me enjoying the moment for once? After all, it's friday! ;)

sexta-feira, março 05, 2010


 
Clare: There’s no such thing as time travel.
Henry: Well, if you hang along long enough, you’ll see me disappear.

 - The Time Traveler's Wife


Amor ALÉM DA VIDA por esse filme e esse livro...

quinta-feira, março 04, 2010

piadinha do dia

NO TRIBUNAL DE JUSTIÇA

– Quem são aqueles ali, vestidos como o Harry Potter?
– São os desembargadores.


quarta-feira, março 03, 2010


“You know how when you were a little kid and you believed in fairy tales?... That fantasy of what your life would be, white dress, prince charming who would carry you away to a castle on a hill... You would lie in bed at night and close your eyes and you had complete and utter faith. Santa Claus, the Tooth Fairy, Prince Charming, they were so close you could taste them.
But eventually you grow up, one day you open your eyes and the fairy tale disappears. Most people turn to the things and people they can trust. But the thing is: it's hard to let go of that fairy tale entirely. Cause almost everyone has that smallest bit of hope, of faith, that one day they will open their eyes and it will come true.”

Meredith Grey

All that I know is I'm breathing
All I can do is keep breathing
All we can do is keep breathing 
Now...

Ingrid Michaelson - Keep breathing


Paciência, paciência, paciência...
 
Monica: I think I’d be great in a war. I’d get all the medals. 
Chandler: Before or after you’re executed by your own troops?

terça-feira, março 02, 2010



VOLTEM. 
Vooooooooooltem, PELAMORDEDEUS. (E se ele não rastejar não vale)


ps: e enquanto isso, in real life.... amanhã começa o caos.