não toma Semancol

(o genérico 'Sifragol', ou chá de sumiço mesmo - real e virtual)

Adoraria que existisse uma dessa belezinhas aqui, em inglês ou francês... qualquer uma! E em pó ainda, bem facinho de inalar.

Mas, 'respeito ao outro', [ahhhh!] isso existe. O que falta é vergonha na cara mesmo.

Na boa, vai tomar é no c* pra ver se passa!

not having a clue

What is necessary to be considered extraordinary? Being a "pitoune", a model wife, an excellent professional, a good lay?! Eventually, the best mother of all as well?!

Ok, I've never been a "tchutchuca" (besides never have been interested of...). That is not to say, though, I am ugly or even I have uglified. Furthermore, no one had never complained before!

Of course my body is not the same I used to have ten years ago, but comparing with other women of my age, I'm pretty ok. It's true. After all, the older you get, the better you get... like wine.

Loving to cook, changing for good our lives, the home one too... As a latin woman, taking care exceptionally of my man; moreover, I can also say: as nobody else! Additionally (not to mention!), having a dirty slut in bed is not a bad idea for men, is it?! 

(* Is it yet not enough?)

Give somebody an inch and they will take a mile... They are never satisfied. By the way, grass is always greener on the other side.

A look or a shape bad joke, an awkwardly placed word as a comparision to another one, or complimenting exs (particularly on their appearance)... Well, sometimes men can be both very ungreatful and nasty. Unfortunatelly.

Once I take past contrasts as examples, more certain I am they usually are pampered rebels without a cause.

"Ordinary"... ?! So are YOU (and all of them), too! Sorry, but none are a mannequin (or even a standard: in this case, unhealthy thinness due to a regular use of drugs, hairy pussy, or large sagging breasts - typical of North Americans). 

So, I can say loud and clear, and in plain Portuguese : EU SOU MAIS EU! (exactly the way I am... with my 'bed room' eyes, dark curly hair, a nonsmoker smile, my skilled little mouth without bad breath, a scared little tummy, my tanned "snake" skin, a beauty spots constellation, my old and faded tattoos, nails painted, a nice pair for foot fetishism, firm medium sized natural tits, athletic legs, and a Brazilian wax and ass)

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Men: can't live with them, can't kill them.

killing (my) joy

Even without any intention, sometimes friends can disturb us. For instance, if you are flirting, trying got to know somebody, while a friend (who has your same gender - or not, depending of your sexual orientation) is around you… Of course he is persona non grata there, while pooping your party.

Ok, a marplot friend could be such a non sense, but sometimes a little careful is necessary to help the other one to find a love. I believe the worse thing is how to say him that (without hurt anyone). However, as I could not avoid my instincts, the best choice is always the truth, not to repeat the same situation again.

A real friend is going to understand your reasons, without any jealousy or envy. I hope so...

pretty beach, but low profile

(in reason of nobody knows who she truthfully was - not even her real name!)

In fact, she used to be high profile (because has been famous). However, her face can’t be seen on TV anymore… If she is still on men’s mind, I think so! - after all, television is a (false and faked) fantasy that doesn’t show the dark side of reality - her nonsense and slovenliness.

After a painful surprise against me, I'm sure she is bearing the chances of her (ill) fortune - now, taking care of people's head (in the exact meaning of the expression). So, limited like that, she doesn't convince altogether as before(!).

*I don’t know (more) nor do I care…

da onça

(actually, they are birds of a feather!)

How much evil could affect somebody? Envy is, without doubt, one of the worst feelings that someone can experience - mainly when is from someone who SHOULD wish our happiness, and doesn't take us as an "adversary".

Unfortunate is who tastes its own medicine. Selfish, remaines grieved - and, as a result, stays (always) behind, worried about others’ happiness (or trying to hamper it).

 

With me, in vain… In fact, this act just strengthen me!

An indubitable reminder: the evil that men do lives after them.

wearing of the green

(the hope color)

Lá Fhéile Pádraig - finally a good news (and energy!) against the "descarrego" session above...

Today is Saint Patrick’s Day, an important holiday mainly in Ireland. So, I’m going to drink some beer to celebrate!

My faith is more powerful than all these stumbling blocks. I’m not going to became worn away, just go ahead and leave all these ill things behind (me).

What will be will be! - with or without backing.

diretamente proporcional

Impressionante a minha lamentável constatação: quanto mais caro o ingresso do evento, mais mal-educadas são as pessoas que lá estão. Deveria, supostamente, ser o contrário, mas não é assim que as coisas acontecem. Não se enganem. Esse comportamento escroto da high society é um tapa de luva na cara de quem pensa que falta às pessoas mais humildes educação e respeito umas pelas outras.

Já faz tempo que venho analisando e criticando essa conduta. Paga-se caro para entrar num lugar, numa festa, por exemplo, e lá as pessoas esbarram em ti, te pisam os pés e empurram e NÃO PEDEM DESCULPA! Por que isso? Será que se acham tão superiores a ponto de supor que o dinheiro a mais que têm lhes basta para maltratarem os outros? Não sei. Cheguei a julgar a falta de homens no ‘mercado’ como a grande culpada da falta de educação feminina entre si (sei lá!), mas depois logo vi que os homens também não são gentis nessas situações. É bem verdade que a bebida em excesso colabora para o non sense daqueles que abolem a palavra ‘desculpa’ de seu vocabulário, mas não é tudo. O problema vai além.

Ontem foi na festa Pacha Fetish no Jockey; outra noite, no Bailinho... Em todo lugar mais requintado e caro ocorre de pessoas serem desrespeitosas. Fui uma vez numa festa no Viaduto de Madureira e não vi uma briga, não teve uma pessoa que pisou no meu pé, por exemplo, que não tenha pedido desculpas. Já estive em Baile Funk na Rocinha e também em diversos eventos no Vidigal e nada comparado aconteceu por lá. Muita gente não teve as mesmas condições financeiras de estudar em boas escolas, de fazer cursos de boas maneiras etc e vivem uma realidade cruel, desumana até, mas não agem assim, não são desagradéveis. Que bom.

O que acontece então? O que faz daquelas Patricinhas, meninas lindas, mas umas grosseiras? E daqueles príncipes, ogros detestáveis? O que falta? O que sobra? Por hora o que sei é que nessa conta infeliz o resultado é diretamente proporcional. Lastimável.