Virgin Sacrifice

behind the door

2009-07-22T17:05:52Z

Quando olhaste bem nos olhos meus
E o teu olhar era de adeus
Juro que não acreditei
Eu te estranhei
Me debrucei sobre teu corpo e duvidei
E me arrastei e te arranhei
E me agarrei nos teus cabelos
No teu peito
Teu pijama
Nos teus pés
Ao pé da cama
Sem carinho, sem coberta
No tapete atrás da porta
Reclamei baixinho
Dei pra maldizer o nosso lar
Pra sujar teu nome, te humilhar
E me entregar a qualquer preço
Te adorando pelo avesso
Pra mostrar que ainda sou tua
Só pra provar que inda sou tua

mocidade @ 2009-04-11T19:51:00

2009-04-11T23:57:42Z

Basically...

mocidade @ 2008-07-17T17:13:00

2008-07-17T21:18:06Z

not sure if anyone still reads this, but I'm in a new band.

This is the band's myspace page:

http://www.myspace.com/lildaggers

check it and spread it

mocidade @ 2008-05-08T16:43:00

2008-05-08T21:01:13Z

New Blog

www.1118yo.blogspot.com

mocidade @ 2007-12-28T16:32:00

2007-12-28T22:04:24Z

"I feel so silly," said Sarah.
"You don't believe you're beautiful?" said her grandmother.
"I know I'm beautiful," said Sarah. "I look in a mirror, and I think, 'I'm beautiful.'"
"What's wrong, then?" said her grandmother.
"Beautiful is such a funny thing to be," said Sarah. "Somebody else is ugly, but I'm beautiful. Walter says I'm beautiful. You say I'm beautiful. I say I'm beautiful. Everybody says, 'Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful,' and you start wondering what it is, and what's so wonderful about it."
"You make people happy with your beauty," said her grandmother.
Sarah laughed. "It's so silly," she said. "it's so dumb," she said.
"Perhaps you shouldn't think about it so much," said her grandmother.
"That's like telling a midget to stop thinking about being a midget," said Sarah, and she laughed again.
"You should stop saying everything is silly and dumb," said her grandmother.
"Everything is silly and dumb," said Sarah.

Sense isn't something you make, it's something you have.

mocidade @ 2007-11-21T09:45:00

2007-11-21T14:45:35Z

THE END

full and final

2007-11-02T17:30:23Z

the last defeat

mocidade @ 2007-10-20T20:15:00

2007-10-21T00:17:48Z

Hope your fifteen minutes are worth it.

mocidade @ 2007-10-15T20:20:00

2007-10-16T00:39:34Z

Entrei pela janela e caí no mar escuro

mocidade @ 2007-08-24T13:02:00

2007-08-24T17:07:57Z

Con sangre de quien te ama.

mocidade @ 2007-08-12T23:44:00

2007-08-13T03:44:48Z

Sundays are the worst days

fuck me up

mocidade @ 2007-07-27T17:42:00

2007-07-27T21:42:47Z

things are strange

mocidade @ 2007-07-01T15:30:00

2007-07-01T19:31:59Z

I really miss Chicago.

mocidade @ 2007-06-19T22:21:00

2007-06-20T02:22:42Z

Around, and around, and aorund, and around. Over, under, and through.

mocidade @ 2007-06-17T12:33:00

2007-06-17T16:36:49Z

If the sun comes up,and I still don't wanna stagger home.
Then it's the memory of our betters that are keeping us on our feet.

mocidade @ 2007-06-12T12:03:00

2007-06-12T16:15:31Z

I was delayed, I was way-laid
An emergency stop
I smelt the last ten seconds of life
I crashed down on the crossbar
And the pain was enough to make
A shy, bald, buddhist reflect
And plan a mass murder
Who said I'd lied to her?

mocidade @ 2007-06-08T19:40:00

2007-06-08T23:42:37Z

Que será, será.

mocidade @ 2007-05-06T23:37:00

2007-05-07T04:37:40Z

Never a bad time in Detroit.

mocidade @ 2007-04-16T12:17:00

2007-04-16T17:31:05Z

It's well known fact that man's ability to adapt is our biggest advantage over the rest of the animal kingdom, though disappointment seems to be one thing no one can EVER get used to. Each time merging with all the other times, like mercury from a broken thermometer, becoming greater and more poisonous. Maybe it's not that I dance too fast, but that I dance to a completely different song altogether.

mocidade @ 2007-04-03T19:45:00

2007-04-04T01:06:37Z

"I'm just trying to make myself happy." As simple and familiar that sentiment may be, at the
time there were no words more puzzling or foreign. This was the first time I had found myself in a
hole, and I hadn't the slightest of clues on how to react. To even react? It was spring, the sun had just
started to warm. Your hair then longer than ever, covered your neck and rested on your shoulders. We
had just celebrated the passing of another land mark, though we each assigned it different meaning. Then with
a place holder still visible, you gestured at a shovel in the hole beside me. I dug deeper, and deeper,
and deeper, I dug the deepest hole the world had ever seen. Interest grew among the people and
soon everyone gathered around the edge. With ears pressed hard against the loose ground, they
kept track of my regress...

mocidade @ 2007-03-31T01:19:00

2007-03-31T06:36:30Z

Maladjusted, maladjusted
Oh, never to be trusted

mocidade @ 2007-03-15T11:39:00

2007-03-15T17:06:54Z

Every night I recite a to do list of prayers, but I havent heard from god in years.
Every day I wake up humming the same song, I've been writting for two years too long.
If I'm the shiny penny that makes you the train track.
Have you heard the one about the girl who tied a matress to her back?
Any second now I'll turn myself in.

mocidade @ 2007-02-18T03:42:00

2007-02-18T09:43:07Z

there's no hip hop like NY hip hop.

mocidade @ 2007-02-15T02:10:00

2007-02-15T08:28:37Z

These are your friends from childhood through youth
Who goaded you on, demanded more proof
Withdrawal pain is hard, it can do you right in
So distorted and thin, distorted and thin
Where will it end?

mocidade @ 2007-01-13T02:54:00

2007-01-13T08:52:56Z

tonight I drank with conviction. Sweat spit puke and tears