Fim de festa

Pois, é verdade.
Daqui a algumas horas acaba a cena dos "vintes". Começo na idade em que, supostamente, me torno mais responsável. Às tantas vou começar a pensar em ter filhos, casar e assentar.
Ou não.

Twilight Galaxy - Metric

Did they tell you, you should grow up
When you wanted to dream.
Did they warn you, better shape up
If you want to succeed
I don't know about you, who are they talking to?
They aren't talking to me.

I'm higher than high
Lower than deep,
I'm doing it wrong
and singing along

Go higher than high,
Lower than deep,
Keep doing it wrong,
Singing along,

Did I ask you for attention
When affection is what I need
Thinking sorrow is perfection,
I'd wallow 'til you told me
There's no glitter in the gutter,
There's no twilight galaxy.


I'm alright, c'mon baby
I've seen all the demons that you've got.
If you're not alright, now c'mon baby
I'll pick you up and take you where you want
Anywhere you want
Anywhere you want
Anywhere you want
Anything you want

Twi.. quê?

A título experimental, aderi ao twitter.
Vamos ver no que isto dá.