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Adorei o dia de hoje :b

"Now and then I think of when we were together

Like when you said you felt so happy you could dieTold myself that you were right for meBut felt so lonely in your company

But that was love and it's an ache I still remember

You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness

Like resignation to the end, always the end

So, when we found that we could not make sense

Well, you said that we would still be friends

But I'll admit that I was glad that it was over

But you didn't have to cut me off

Make out like it never happened and that we were nothingAnd I don't even need your love

But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough

No, you didn't have to stoop so low

Have your friends collect your records and then change your number

I guess that I don't need, that though

Now you're just somebody that I used to know

Now you're just somebody that I used to know

Now you're just somebody that I used to know

Now and then I think of all the times you screwed me over

But had me believing it was always something that I'd doneBut I don't wanna live that way, reading into every word you say

You said that you could let it go

And I wouldn't catch you hung up on somebody that you used to know

But you didn't have to cut me off

Make out like it never happened and that we were nothingAnd I don't even need your love

But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough

No, you didn't have to stoop so low

Have your friends collect your records and then change your number

I guess that I don't need, that though

Now you're just somebody that I used to know

Somebody, I used to know

Somebody, now you're just somebody that I used to know

Somebody, I used to know

Somebody, now you're just somebody that I used to know

I used to know

That I used to know

I used to know

Somebody"

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Fotografia tirada no dia 14 de Abril de 2012

Tomorrow's my birthday

Fotografia tirada Hoje , dia 11 de Abril de 2012

Inês, obrigado por hoje.

Abril águas mil?

Fotografia tirada no dia 26 de Março de 2012, por Allison.

Reza  a lenda que no Parque de Campismo de Peniche todas as noites á 1h30da manhã um pachorrento e gordo Ouriço Cacheiro aparece no “covil” ( um vale onde é permitido permanecerem tendas) .Há quem diga que ele se chama PENICHEIRO (Peniche + Ouriço Cacheiro) e procura alguém, talvez um rapaz que apareceu numa noite fria. O rapaz queria levá-lo , mas pensou que talvez o PENICHEIRO tivesse família e deixou-o ficar ali, onde o encontrou. Na última noite  o Ouriço voltou a aparecer e despediram-se um do outro. A partir desse dia , o PENICHEIRO guarda religiosamente o “covil” até ao regresso do rapaz.