S. Cavalcanti
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Yoko
I will be your Yoko if you will be my John.
We can daydream as we lay in bed, I'll lick your wrists if you'll kiss my forehead.
S. Cavalcanti
Friday, February 26, 2010
Beautfiul.
Through this process of heart break and heart repair, I find myself changing everything about who I am for the better.
I've come to realize it isn't so you don't know me anymore.
I change myself so I will be the best me possible, so you can look back and feel like a dumb fuck for ever ruining something so beautiful.
S. Cavalcanti
I've come to realize it isn't so you don't know me anymore.
I change myself so I will be the best me possible, so you can look back and feel like a dumb fuck for ever ruining something so beautiful.
S. Cavalcanti
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Breif Day Dream
How I imagine tonight's adventure with the Felines to end up...
*Day dream blur*
Okay not really but I found the sketch pretty entertaining.
S. Cavalcanti
*Day dream blur*
Okay not really but I found the sketch pretty entertaining.
S. Cavalcanti
Eye
Unlike her you don't make me who I am.
Unlike her I am strong here without you.
Unlike her you know I will do better then you.
Unlike her you know you've lost me.
S. Cavalcanti
Unlike her I am strong here without you.
Unlike her you know I will do better then you.
Unlike her you know you've lost me.
S. Cavalcanti
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Float on
Maybe one day we will reunite when I am no longer me, and you are no longer you.
S. Cavalcanti
S. Cavalcanti
Friday, February 19, 2010
Day One
For some odd reason, this image just gave me so much hope for my future (In terms of the potential to love again). Like yes, I can, and it will happen again Sarah.
Awesome.
S. Cavalcanti
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Nightmare
Last night I realized my "fairy tale" was nothing more then a nightmare with a cheap shitty bow thrown on top.
After over a year and a half, wait...yr and a half? Aug. 08? That makes....Who knows. Come to realize the man I thought I had falling for, wasn't. He was a made up version of, the person he was SUPPOSED to be.
With this I feel extremely betrayed. Not only have you been bold face lying to me about where you have been, your feelings, and that your ex is slightly psychotic but you are a complete and utter.
liar.
Don't catch my drift yet? Think: Telling two girls similar stories about future kids, Taking those same two girls both on those beloved tours of schools and mansions, and last but not least, telling each girl that the other does not exist and would come to an end very soon when that was very much far from the truth.
I've never been a big fan of lying nor have I ever been very good at it. I don't quite understand it either.
I do know, however, I don't associate with liars.
I don't know, they creep me out. Like something is psychologically wrong with you to have to lie and cheat in life.
So how surprising was it to find out that the man that I invested time, heart, money, emotion, memories, (you fill in the rest) was not only lying to me...but continuing to lie to someone else.
(who I quite think enjoys being spoon fed the sugar coated version of reality).
I mean. We exchanged those magical three words. THE three words! No? eh? Nothing. hmm.
So what now?
This is extremely painful at the time being. Words, cannot express how painful it really is.
Think 2 hours of sleep, eyes painfully bloodshot.
Think everything you ever knew (and thought you knew well) coming falling crashing on you. -but not killing you just painfully smashing all your limbs so you can't move.
So back track. What now?
Totally fucking scared train wreck mess. So no dating right now. That wouldn't be smart plus I'm not sure if I want to date men anymore.
So this morning I said a prayer.
But this time, instead of praying and asking God to help the people who are very close to me,
I asked for strength.
And with that strength I will continue my life, in a much different manner of course, and begin the real true process of the discovery of Sarah.
I will try and document everything and anything as best as possible.
Maybe even think of a witty and clever name to title the series.
Yum.
maybe a good solid nightmare is what I needed to shake me from the daze.
S. Cavalcanti
After over a year and a half, wait...yr and a half? Aug. 08? That makes....Who knows. Come to realize the man I thought I had falling for, wasn't. He was a made up version of, the person he was SUPPOSED to be.
With this I feel extremely betrayed. Not only have you been bold face lying to me about where you have been, your feelings, and that your ex is slightly psychotic but you are a complete and utter.
liar.
Don't catch my drift yet? Think: Telling two girls similar stories about future kids, Taking those same two girls both on those beloved tours of schools and mansions, and last but not least, telling each girl that the other does not exist and would come to an end very soon when that was very much far from the truth.
I've never been a big fan of lying nor have I ever been very good at it. I don't quite understand it either.
I do know, however, I don't associate with liars.
I don't know, they creep me out. Like something is psychologically wrong with you to have to lie and cheat in life.
So how surprising was it to find out that the man that I invested time, heart, money, emotion, memories, (you fill in the rest) was not only lying to me...but continuing to lie to someone else.
(who I quite think enjoys being spoon fed the sugar coated version of reality).
I mean. We exchanged those magical three words. THE three words! No? eh? Nothing. hmm.
So what now?
This is extremely painful at the time being. Words, cannot express how painful it really is.
Think 2 hours of sleep, eyes painfully bloodshot.
Think everything you ever knew (and thought you knew well) coming falling crashing on you. -but not killing you just painfully smashing all your limbs so you can't move.
So back track. What now?
Totally fucking scared train wreck mess. So no dating right now. That wouldn't be smart plus I'm not sure if I want to date men anymore.
So this morning I said a prayer.
But this time, instead of praying and asking God to help the people who are very close to me,
I asked for strength.
And with that strength I will continue my life, in a much different manner of course, and begin the real true process of the discovery of Sarah.
I will try and document everything and anything as best as possible.
Maybe even think of a witty and clever name to title the series.
Yum.
maybe a good solid nightmare is what I needed to shake me from the daze.
S. Cavalcanti
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Monday, February 8, 2010
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