Porque há coisas que realmente têm de ser assim...

...e não o são de outra maneira, porque efectivamente parece que não o podem ser...

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Twilight

Bella Swan has always been a little bit different. Never one to run with the crowd, Bella never cared about fitting in with the trendy, plastic girls at her Phoenix, Arizona high school. When her mother remarried and Bella chooses to live with her father in the rainy little town of Forks, Washington, she didn't expect much of anything to change. But things do change when she meets the mysterious and dazzlingly beautiful Edward Cullen. For Edward is nothing like any boy she's ever met. He's nothing like anyone she's ever met, period. He's intelligent and witty, and he seems to see straight into her soul. In no time at all, they are swept up in a passionate and decidedly unorthodox romance - unorthodox because Edward really isn't like the other boys. He can run faster than a mountain lion. He can stop a moving car with his bare hands. Oh, and he hasn't aged since 1918. Like all vampires, he's immortal. That's right - vampire. But he doesn't have fangs - that's just in the movies. And he doesn't drink human blood, though Edward and his family are unique among vampires in that lifestyle choice. To Edward, Bella is that thing he has waited 90 years for - a soul mate. But the closer they get, the more Edward must struggle to resist the primal pull of her scent, which could send him into an uncontrollable frenzy. Somehow or other, they will have to manage their unmanageable love. But when unexpected visitors come to town and realize that there is a human among them Edward must fight to save Bella? A modern, visual, and visceral Romeo and Juliet story of the ultimate forbidden love affair - between vampire and mortal.

Wooohhh...Caga nisso...Simplesmente indescritível!

The Girl Next Door

Based on the Jack Ketchum's novel with the same title, which is based on the true story of Sylvia Likens, who was tortured and killed in 1965 in Indiana.

A girl, Meg Laughlin, with her little sister lives with her aunt who has three sons. Ruth Chandler, her aunt, has a different manner to nurture her boys. She always drink beer and has tendency to harassment, sexual pleasure and sadism. She begin to harass Meg, helping her sons. David Moran, the boy next door, want to help Meg but he is not success to tell his family what is the story.

Nem tenho palavras para este filme...é de uma crueldade tal que qualquer um fica sem palavras!

Sendo ele baseado numa história verídica torna-se  profundamente assustador. Não que eu não tivesse noção da existencia deste tipo de tortura e maus tratos...mas a visualização da coisa torna a coisa muito mais assutadora...Dá que pensar basicamente...

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the story

"All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to
It's true...I was made for you
I climbed across the mountain tops
Swam all across the ocean blue
I crossed all the lines and I broke all the rules
But baby I broke them all for you
Because even when I was flat broke
You made me feel like a million bucks
You do
I was made for you
You see the smile that's on my mouth
It's hiding the words that don't come out
And all of my friends who think that I'm blessed
They don't know my head is a mess
No, they don't know who I really am
And they don't know what 
I've been through like you do
And I was made for you...
All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to
It's true...I was made for you"

I miss...

your smile...

your voice...

your laught...

your eyes...

your hair...

your touch...

your hug...

in fact i miss all of you...

I really miss you a lot...

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sadness...

o barulho de passos nas escadas fazem o meu coração parar...sempre com receio que fossem os teus...

...o alívio e ao mesmo tempo a desilusão ao ver que não eras tu!

Um misto de tristeza, raiva e medo... um esforço inimaginável para que os olhos segurem as lágrimas e não se rendam e abram ao mundo...

voltar atrás...

a pureza...

a maneira de brincar...

o rir...

a tecnica..

o partir tudo...

...fez -me lembrar alguém de quem tenho saudades...

...simplesmente um eu ja muito longe e que a perda da inocência me fez perder para sempre...

 "... I always heard I could get hurt,

I knew that from the start.
Break my face, my back, my arms, my neck,
but please don't break my heart.
Solid woods will rot if you
don't keep it from the rain.
We were surprised when we found out
that love feels just like pain.
I always heard I could get hurt,
I knew that from the start.
Break my face, my back, my arms, my neck,
but please don't break my heart..."