The drama is back.

A minha primeira vez ....

"A primeira vez que cortei o cabelo entrou-me um cabelo para o olho. Chorei, então o cabeleireiro ficou zangado, porque pensou que não gostei do corte. Parou de cortar e deu-me o dinheiro de volta, o pior é que só me tinha cortado metade do cabelo.

Moral da história: Na rua cumprimentava as pessoas de perfil."

D-R-E-A-M-S

Talking to the songbird yesterday, flew me to a place not far away.

How to disappear completely

... and that too.

I love Rupert Friend, and I really want to see this movie...

When the routine bites hard, ambitions are low, the resentment rides high but emotions won't grow, and we're changing our ways, taking different. Then love, love will tear us apart again.

We'll be the queens, baby love.

I close my eyes and think, this can not be happening... am I the one to blame?

Seth: What are you doing here?
Summer: What do you think Cohen?

In New York,
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of,
There's nothing you can't do,
Now you're in New York,
These streets will make you feel brand new,
The lights will inspire you,
Lets here it for New York, New York, New York...

"I want to live where soul meets body, let the sun wrap its arms around me, bathe my skin in water cool and cleansing, feel, feel what it's like to be new, because in my head there's a Greyhound station, where I send my thoughts to far-off destinations. So they may have a chance of finding a place where they're far more suited than here."

Fix You

When you try your best, but you don't succeed,
When you get what you want, but not what you need,
When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse

And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone, but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?

American journalist: If you were to give advice to a woman, what would it be?
Edith Piaf: Love.
American journalist: To a young girl?
Edith Piaf: Love.
American journalist: To a child?
Edith Piaf: Love.

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I'm sorry...

Emma Watson

Norman Jean Roy

"My mind is full bursting over, with all this things I can’t remember. Every little single memory reminds me of you; my eyes were weary with all this tears because you left your shadow in my dreams.
All my doubts seem to disappear when you came along, flowers melting up into the sky.
Hear my heart, where our love collides, from without words cannot describe... What caused the stars to fall deep inside me?
Our days are gone lost forever, reflecting light glistening under water, gentle memories replace our tears. All love we had is right here..."

I should never think...

L-O-N-E-L-Y

Help, I'm Alive

They're gonna eat me alive, if I stumble.

She is Love

you sigh low tonight
you're so alone...
you're so...

A change of heart comes slow.

Evanna Lynch

Katrin Thomas

Well I feel too young to hold on, and I'm much too old to break free and run. Too deaf, dumb, and blind to see the damage I've done.

Mr. Darcy: Miss Elizabeth. I have struggled in vain and I can bear it no longer. These past months have been a torment. I came to Rosings with the single object of seeing you... I had to see you. I have fought against my better judgment, my family's expectations, the inferiority of your birth by rank and circumstance. All thesse things I am willing to put aide and ask you to end my agony.

Elizabeth Bennet: I don't understand.

Mr. Darcy: I love you. Most ardently. Please do me the honor of accepting my hand.

...

somewhere only we know

Gemma Ward

Patrick Demarchelier