Depois que ela me deixou, só guardei três gostos na boca: de vodca, de lágrima e de café.

— Caio Fernando Abreu.

(...) "Por que no fundo eu sei que a realidade que eu sonhava afundou num copo de cachaça e virou utopia. "

Estou cada vez mais velha e louca.

“Gosto de pessoas doces, gosto de situações claras – e por tudo isso, ando cada vez mais só.”

Exagerada toda a vida: minhas paixões são ardentes; minhas dores de cotovelo, de querer morrer; louca do tipo desvairada; briguenta de tô de mal pra sempre; durmo treze horas seguidas; meus amigos são semi-irmãos; meus amores são sempre eternos e meus dramas, mexicanos!

( Clarice Lispector )

Belchior

Estou tendo uma overdose de Belchior.

Charles Bukowski - Bluebird

"Há um pássaro azul em meu coração que deseja sair"

there's a bluebird in my heart that

wants to get out

but I'm too tough for him,

I say, stay in there, I'm not going

to let anybody see

you.

there's a bluebird in my heart that

wants to get out

but I pour whiskey on him and inhale

cigarette smoke

and the whores and the bartenders

and the grocery clerks

never know that

he's

in there.

there's a bluebird in my heart that

wants to get out

but I'm too tough for him,

I say,

stay down, do you want to mess

me up?

you want to screw up the

works?

you want to blow my book sales in

Europe?

there's a bluebird in my heart that

wants to get out

but I'm too clever, I only let him out

at night sometimes

when everybody's asleep.

I say, I know that you're there,

so don't be

sad.

then I put him back,

but he's singing a little

in there, I haven't quite let him

die

and we sleep together like

that

with our

secret pact

and it's nice enough to

make a man

weep, but I don't

weep, do

you?

"Me sinto perdido no mundo. Ou dentro de mim, que seja."