Dont depend by anybody else, just you. People come in n come out of your life but you cant escape itself so people who go but just try to not lose your ground. It hurts we all know that when you squeeze the heart and eyes filled with tears is a sign of suffering but you resist you can overcome even those who made you feel the worst person in the world. Time passes, the clouds in the sky is falling apart and redoing all the time so dont try to see a heart, this cloud that has vanished long ago. I prefer to hide among the half reality of others, and hear what each has and gain strength, than to lock myself in within four white walls and empty, without memories. People will judge you out there, they will insult you but these people are the ones who locked themselves and dont leave the happiness have a smiled and just wanting attention, wanting you also stop smiling. Dont pity those poor bastards, they learn on their own over time, or maybe dont learn, but nobody can force change, they must accept that they are poor creatures without feelings. Promise then, that smile will be your reason to continue, your reason to live.They plague other people, trying to carve out feelings that are often lacking within themselves, sometimes trying to carve out feelings in others and they believe they are helping them, but the truth is that so much 'shake' and 'poke' the heart comes outbadly injured, and the person takes too long to hoist it again. People love and suffer for love. But there's no way to change that, it is also wrong that is learned, it is useless to disagree. Suffering hurts, but numbs the soul, the heart and calcified. I'm glad when I see that I'm slowly getting stronger, happier, what I dreamed for me, letting people affect me less and less, and letting me live a little more day by day. Of course it takes a while, of course I get hurt a lot trying to be less idiot. And you know I know I'll never be a 'tough' but at least I will not be 'silly' with time. I'm getting ready for any obstacle that comes in front of me, may come either, even though I dont know if I will beat the bat on the enemy and kill me, or give the breasts and overthrows him, that's why I try. Silly girls get hurt often and do not recover, mature girls are also often hurt, but recover soon, and getting smaller and smaller the number of falls. Get up or down, that is the question my friend.Which one do you think is best? Perhaps if Madame, face the enemy, upon the Pumps. Maybe if adventurous, get off the stilettos and chase you who struck the heart. You see how everything depends on you? How it all depends on who you are or not? Dont follow advice, just listen to them and draw your own conclusion. Because each has its own life, each has their own choices, and nobody can know what the right decision to take, just you girl, then this raises the chin, you wipe the tears that blur the makeup and let the sun beat down your face, smile.
Isabela xx
Isabela Carapinheiro(pode ser que não reconheçam por esse nome mas o user Poser é marca registrada) tem 24 anos, em torno de 1,66 de altura, olhos castanhos claros, cabelos de cor indefinida, com complexo de Peter Pan. Mora em São Paulo, está se formando em letras Letras e já cursou fotografia, desenhista de moda e desenho artístico. Por tédio aprendeu a colocar piercing e está aprendendo a tattoar. Sempre teve um ‘dark side’ mais ativo e perceptível aos olhos dos mais próximos, passa a maior parte do tempo ouvindo música, assistindo a filmes e seriados, lendo e sofrendo de devaneios acordada. Tem uma fixação sobre tudo que tenha um pé em sobrenatural e espiritual. Metamorfose ambulante, difícil de resumi-la em uma palavra ou frase. Zebra, The Used, 13, Zumbis, Horror, Livros, Cama, Batatas, Família, Vermelho, Olhares, Ossos, sorrisos. Não vive sem as cabeças de bagres que escolheu como OHANA: Helo e Gray ♥.
