damn it

They insist to gnaw me...

What a hell of nightmares!

Real life is better, in the way it is.

nightmare

Nothing is worse, before waking up...

Earlier than realize it was only a bad dream, though, evil feelings pervade.

What you both fear and avoid the most? 

Just pray not to become true. 

On top of that, keep the eyes open. It may be a sign...

(un)known by the companies who keeps

People - difficult to know who they REALLY are… It happens: you can sleep, work and play with the enemy and simply don't know about that!

It is a dream when a "buddy" surprises us showing his good qualities, how much trustworthy and friendly he is. However, sometimes, we live a type of nightmare because we trust in who isn’t exactly who pretend to (and SHOULD) be.

Usually, they show some tips of their real personality through the expression of their eyes… When you don’t feel good energy from it, you can question yourself about this citizen. Try to believe in your intuition. In most cases it tell us the truth.

Actually, doesn’t work asking for references... (mainly if you chose not the best alternative to do that - who is just a blummer aswell!). Other people just don’t say the same truth that the look and your feelings will warning you about. To make matters worse, people lie, cheat and mislead, while another (like me) are the dupe of someone! Oh, I wish I knew... Now, It is better to laugh, so I don't cry...!

Hence, we grown up and are not so green as we were before. Live and learn… (and from our mistakes is a consequence). Nevertheless, I don’t believe that is better being a roguish than a good person. I prefer being a sensible one.     

As a rule, what goes around, comes around... Everything we do here, come back in equally force or still more intensive for us later! The evil that men do lives after them. Simple like that: You reap what you sow. Thus, safely, I feel hope for my future... Fortunately, I'm not a scoundrel, nor a stumbling rock on the no one's way (or inside their shoes)!

de assalto

É como se fosse um estupro.

Sem consentimento, essa força vem sobre mim, num pesadelo, e me domina por inteiro. Luto contra em vão, tentando acordar, libertar-me.

Não sei o que é, de onde vem, mas abusa.

Espero que essa violação não me deixe marcas.