More than you feel yourself.

I feel you.

More than you see yourself.

I see you.

More than you know yourself.

I know you.

I don't follow my advice, but you should.

Dance, life's too short to keep sit.

Music and food too.

Peoples can't make you happy, books can.

Stay Strong.

However I think deep down I knew that already.

The best moment of my day today was when I discovered that no one cares about me.

It's hard to be original in a world where everyone claps copies.

Has a person in Germany who visit my blog every day. That's pretty cool. Thank you.

Please, keep your reality away from me.

Do not kill yourself tonight, and tomorrow if you continue with this same desire, read this all over again.

Obs:

I'm sorry for my terrible english, it's all on base of google translation. :)

With so much time pretending that she is happy even though she are dead inside, she could win an Oscar for best actress.

It's just self-hate, will not pass so early, but don't pretend that you care, i don't need your pity.

And will start all this, over again.

Stay away from me, I'm trying to forget you.

Only music can save us.

Do not come back, because if you come back, I know you'll go again and I will not endure this anymore.

I can be your princess, and you can be my prince.

Second choice? I'm not even a choice. Imagine the second.

You said you'd be always here. You lied.

Life sucks and I'm dead inside, but nobody see, or even cares. Not even me. I wish to smile but I forgot how to do this with so many years crying every day.

Do nada para lugar nenhum.

Eu só queria escrever, não importa se o que eu escrever for ruim ou não fizer sentido. 
Eu só quero escrever e se algum dia alguém apreciar aquilo que eu escrevi ou ate mesmo chegar a compreender vai com certeza ter valido a pena escrever.
Eu só queria ter criatividade o suficiente pra poder escrever sobre algo. 
Eu só quero ter algo bom para escrever na minha mente. 
Porem eu não tenho, infelizmente a unica coisa que há em minha mente é nada, e isso é algo que não se pode escrever muito sobre.

If I close my eyes I still can see the walls of my room. So white, so clean, so safe.

I just wanna go home, where the lies stay alive and the truth have no place to breathe.