Eu tenho medo da multidão do Ford Focus

Mew, q medo da multidão do Ford Focus! E aquela voz de jogral q parece de filme de terror! Q medo do kct! O maluco q tm outro carro diz q ta vendendo o carro não pq gostou do Ford Focus, mas por medo daquela voz e da multidão arrogante toda olhando pra ele...se ele não fala q vai trocar de carro, é linchado na hora...E a risada então? Eddie the Head perde feio...O cara não é convencido a trocar de carro pq o carro é bonito, barato, bom, sei lá o q...é por medo mesmo...Eu nunca vou ter um Ford Focus na vida, não tem nenhuma multidão pedante e ameaçadora do lado da minha casa...ufa!!!!!

U were a big fish in a small pond...now u´re in the ocean...u´re no one

The unbearable heaviness of life is what it means...unbearable. The lightness of my being is suppressed, oppresed, crushed, smashed, stepped on, stamped, almost on the verge of being vanished.
Maybe it´s the unbearable lightness of being I should be talking about. That´s the unbearable thing, my being´s so light I can´t stand it...Flying is all I got left u know. Only that I won´t. Or I will. Can´t really figure out which.

Shit. "At this point of my life" or something mambo-jambo of the kind, that´s what I should say. Only that I won´t. I tipically and definitely don´t/won´t.

Bills. Pressure. Expectations. Frustrations. Dreamings. Accomplishments. Non-accomplishments. Joy. Satisfaction. Desperation (no desperation, please, I´m feeling funky, I got my head above my kness. And it makes me bad, then it makes me sad, next I start to freeze (or something of the kind)). Freezings. At full energy. Hype. Guilt. Relief. Coffee. Red Bull. All. Nothing.

That´s pretty much what I know. All and nothing. Nothing in the middle, never. U know what is it that I really need? More earrings and piercings and tats...