Especial de Natal

Especial de Natal

Para um bom Natal tentem a vossa sorte nos passatempos do blog Tertulias à Lareira

(http://tertuliasalareira.blogspot.pt/search/label/especialnatal)

                                 

Passatempo

PASSATEMPO: THE HIP TEE @ JxAND

Meninas sigam esta hiperligaçao e habilitem-se a ganhar este fantastico premio!

http://thefashionicons.blogspot.pt/2013/11/passatempo-hip-tee-jxand.html

PRÉMIO

Sweater The Hip Tee 

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I'm waiting for a person that will enjoy seeing the night sky and thalk about simply but really meaning stuff. 

'Cause it's with small and ordinary things that we understand how beautiful people can be.

Fuck perfection

He: What do you think about perfection?

Me: It's just a mith and it's better this way...

He: Why?

Me: 'Cause I really love being imperfect.

Just think about it, ok?

Shallow people

People say could, shallow and empty things to other persons, just to create an illusion of comprehension, tolerance and affection. The person that is illused believes inthat words, because they ring true and were said calmly, and they think " Why not to believe? I know this person at a long time...".
These people, whom I gave the name of coulty (could + empty) are persons that are fake and say that want the things above-board and characterize themselves as sincere and blunt, this can be true, but they also love to be like that to dispatch persons that are looking for advice or a litle of attention. They know how to hurt people and they do it. But when they are "caught in they were caught in theire own trap", they don't like it, instead they feel frustrated and nervous and they take it out in everyone they see.
This is the society and the persons where and with we all live. Surrounded by shallow people that doesn't have a one life, mercy or a true smile! With that  ask:

"What is your true colour?"

Is it white, like the cotton and the clouds?

Or is it black, like the dark?

Or even is it blue like the sky?

Or yellow like the sun?

Come on tell me what is your true colour ?

This people are like icebergs, no better, they are like big black boxes made of an hard material, they look strong, heavy and unbreakable, but when opened they are empty, they have nothing inside of them, with no good feelings, with no heart, they are almost like dumb robots, no this is insuling to robots, because people are mean, selfish and egocentric they don't wanna care about anyone, just about themselves.

That bring me memories... When I was little someone told me that there was a difference about right and wrong, but they never thaugt me how to use them correctly. That is learned with the experience of life. So how can I judge those people that I am writing about?

Only trusting in my feelings at an exactly moment of my life, that can't be one hundred prcent true clear and trustfull. Maybe these people aren't so bad as I described, maybe the world isn't so bad as I see and maybe I am thinking to much, b ut what can I do in a could and rainy day, where there is no sun and you feel that you are forgotten in the World?

P.S: Forgive me if there are mistakes.

O homem perfeito

O Homem Heterossexual perfeito não existe, isto é um facto cientificamente provado pelas mulheres.
 Existem homens perfeitos mas esses são gays, logo óptimos para serem os nossos melhores amigos.

Mesmo sabendo isto é impossível para nós, mulheres, deixarmos de tentar encontrar o nosso "príncipe encantado". Sofremos muito com as desilusões de crianças que ainda não são maduros o suficiente para saberem tratar de forma digna uma mulher.
Mesmo com a angustia, o sofrimento, o coração partido há sempre a esperança de encontrarmos o homem ideal. Isso não existe mas pudemos sempre conseguir encontrar quem nos compreenda, ouça, tolere, se divirta connosco. Isto meninas é o que temos de procurar ele nunca vai ser perfeito, sempre vão notar algum defeito do tipo dorminhoco, ressonador, falador,  menos inteligente, baixinho, muito alto, mau perdedor, mau desportista sei lá qual quer coisa...
Se conseguirmos superar essas pequenas imperfeições eles vão parecer perfeitos aos nossos olhos e se eles nos amarem de igual modo, eles também irão superar os pequenos defeitos que todos temos.
Isto sim é o Homem, o casal e o amor perfeito, quando todos superam os defeitos comuns das pessoas e olham à sua volta aceitando como as pessoas são, que não somos perfeitos mas pudemos aceitar como nos e os outros somos.

Espero que todos encontrem a sua cara metade "perfeita".

O nosso cérebro junto com o nosso interior são as armas mais sofisticadas que temos, já as palavras e a aparência são meramente acessórios...

Não te deixes iludir!