quinta-feira, 25 de junho de 2015


He: How r you?
Hey! :Me
I'm good. You? :Me

He: Good-just lost a bet and a friend made me lick her feet lol

Ahahah :Me
What kind of bet you've lost? :Me

He: Sports lol
He: I liked it :P
You like sports? Me too! :Me
But the most popular back home is soccer which I'm a huge fan :) :Me

He: Haha
He: Would u be into having ur feet licked? :P
No thanks :Me
I'm not a feet fan :Me

(end of conversation)

quinta-feira, 18 de junho de 2015

segunda-feira, 15 de junho de 2015

domingo, 24 de maio de 2015


went to a Rooftop Bar

and came home in a limousine
that's the New York city life!


domingo, 17 de maio de 2015

What a week!

bought a queen bed and assembled it all by myself;
wrote a paper;
experimented new assays with success;
went to a beer hour;
my soccer team are national bichampions;
slept little;
worked a bunch!

Ohh, yeah.... and lost a friend over a gossip.
Life happens!

quinta-feira, 14 de maio de 2015

Complete nonsense!

You make me laugh!
I could be like you,
you know what?

I'm not interested in this competition.
You can have it all.

Well done!
Keep it coming!

domingo, 10 de maio de 2015


When I'm horny I can't think straight. The mind is filled with images, exciting images. And I just want to end that horny feeling that is pumping inside me. End it with a mind-blowing orgasm. Which I know you can give me. Make me explode in pleasure. 'Cause I still have the strength and hunger to cum for more ten times.  Spent my day rubbing and touching me. Each time more intense than the last one. And I still can't hide the fire between my legs. I'm pulsing hard!

quinta-feira, 7 de maio de 2015


Help, I have done it again
I have been here many times before
Hurt myself again today
And the worst part is there's no one else to blame

Be my friend, hold me
Wrap me up, unfold me
I am small and needy
Warm me up and breathe me

Ouch, I have lost myself again
Lost myself and I am nowhere to be found
Yeah, I think that I might break
Lost myself again and I feel unsafe

Be my friend, hold me
Wrap me up, unfold me
I am small and needy
Warm me up and breathe me

Be my friend, hold me
Wrap me up, unfold me
I am small and needy
Warm me up and breathe me

quarta-feira, 8 de abril de 2015


(Brooklyn Bridge, NY)

I've lost my fairytale romance. Gone. Vanished. Lost it over some unknown grudge. Lost my one chance to have my soul mate.

Years go by and nothing happens.
Changed pretty much everything trying to find it, searching for someone, begging to be loved. Nothing happens. Either an invisibility cloak fell over me, or I turned into a ghost.

Nowadays there's sex.
Romance is gone with the wind.
Still figuring out what am I doing wrong. 'Cause there's gotta be something, right?

Love can touch us one time during our lifetime, and never let go until we're gone.

segunda-feira, 6 de abril de 2015


Today I gave myself the time to watch 'The Bible' series.
The story told in scriptures couldn't be more real to our time...
Across ancient times many men ruled the world, claimed themselves as kings. Perpetrated all kinds of cruelties guided by greed, power, money, intolerance, selfishness. What drove these madness? Fear. Fear lies within us and lead us to make all kinds of atrocities to human kind. Fear to loose power. Fear to loose money. Fear to loose the loved one.

People are people.
The more afraid they are,
The more stupid they are.
Let's think about Judas, who betrayed Jesus Christ with a kiss. A kiss! Isn't that curious? How much betrayal these days often happens with a kiss. The simplest gesture of affection, yet so full of meaning. Nowadays we do exactly the same. Betray one another in kisses. But Judas hanged himself to death, filled with shame. Shame that we seemed to forgot what it is. Shame that we do not feel while doing all sorts of cruelties. Not the ones sensed in the flesh, but silent cruelties that touch and wound the soul.
We often sit to see what the men of today keep doing, as those souls who watched Jesus Christ carry His cross in the streets. And nothing is done, out of fear again. And a sense of powerless hands to reason what is right.
Of all the miracles that Jesus made, it often occurred a hand stretched out to help those who were on the ground. To help them to get up on their feet. Because one person needs help to get up and move forward. On other occasion, a man helped Jesus to carry His cross, as if he was saying "I won't let you fall, I won't let you fail". Because one person needs someone to believe in him to carry his own believes. Those who have never sinned can throw the first stone. Judgment is not at our hands to throw upon somebody. None of us is pure of sin.

"Forgive them Father, for they know not what they do".

Yes, they don't know what they do, but they should. We should have known from the very start. We needed as much forgiveness then, as we need it now. We are still driven by fear to do all sorts of madness.
Suffering produces perseverance
that builts character
which brings hope.
I've lost hope many times, but not faith. And those who believe, who live in truth and love, with an open hearth, are those who have to endure most tests and traps. Their endeavor is filled with tears, often out casted from others. Because the mad side brings strength and power and illusions. Which becomes an addiction, as our own brand of heroine.
Aren't we all spectators?
Aren't we all blind?

quarta-feira, 1 de abril de 2015

Why do I think so differently?

Love has disappeared. Passed away. Dead. Buried. Forgotten. Rotten. All the happy feelings are, for that matter. It's sad really. Enormously sad and disturbing.
People are numb, absorbed in having more, being better. More of what? Better than who? We are all unique in our own way. We don't need to get over somebody to feel that we are.
All in pursuit of feeling something, but afraid to acknowledge that. To even think what it is that is missing.
People just skip from one avoiding subject to the next one, that's what keeps them alive and joyful. Just avoid what is troublesome and move on, without caring for the damage that it leaves behind. If it doesn't hurt themselves, the better. Avoidance after avoidance. But the problem don't just disappear, unless it's solved. So, avoiding it does not solve it. Understand that!
People these days, are like The Walking Dead TV show. But unfortunately, the few remaining humans that are trying to survive. And as we have been seeing in the show, the majority of them are just bad people who wants to hurt the other ones because they have something the bad people want. By all means, do it. Kill if they have to.
But you know what? This is not survival. We are not in an apocalyptic scenario. Not yet, anyhow. So, chill. Take a deep breath and be thankful for just being alive. Do the best you can for yourself, but not at the expense of others. We live in a free world, but we are not completely free. Not free for any action or speech, at least.
Honesty, respect and truth make the best of you. It makes you trustworthy. But you have to start being truthful to yourself first. And regarding to others, you have to first accept the "no's" before you love the "yes's" about those others. Otherwise, you'll end up avoiding what you don't like and hurting others by not accepting them exactly as they are. The one that backs out first might be the most intolerant. Just might be. Think about it.
How many times do I have to be buried and forgotten, to actually be allowed to live?

Where are they?

"You talk too much."

This is how relationships and meeting new people means these days.

But I'm glad.
At least, he was honest!

quinta-feira, 26 de março de 2015


day of rain, fog and thunder.
day of sadness, loneliness and doubts...

i help the colleagues at work, they barely speak to me.
i help the boss, he's attentive if i have everything i need and compliment me all the time.
is this competition? what is it?

i'm not eating well, not familiar with the flavors.
i'm not sleeping well, i guess the bed is not working anymore.
and i'm getting myself sick all the time.
don't know what to do...

over and out!

terça-feira, 17 de março de 2015

People are people.

The more afraid they get,
the more stupid they get.

Learning ...

I've been away.
Wondering around in Manhattan.
Looking for shops, getting the house all set up to make you my guests.
Meeting the most extravagant people you may imagine.
Just love to sit in the subway and look around, just observing so many different cultures, backgrounds, religions, languages, tastes, feelings. You don't feel judgement in this town.

Learning how it feels to be appreciated.
It's strange. It feels out of place.
Some loneliness makes you think.
It brings a lot of baggage. And you should be humble to carry it. I mean, you must learn how to live with it. Look at every peace of you and your surroundings, and still make the best of it.
Already caught two colds, and I'm still smiling.
Tryed to bake a cake only by hand.

Time to roll the dice and try one more time.
Would you bet?

quinta-feira, 5 de março de 2015


That body of yours that I feel inside me.
Thoughts of mine that linger between your thighs.

Eager to inhale the scent of your desire.
Dragged to lick your hard on.
Pulled against your body.

What shape takes that body of yours when I'm not in it?

segunda-feira, 23 de fevereiro de 2015

Central Park!

Finally went there!
I was hoping for that since I arrived.
One of the most gorgeous places I know. And more important, one of the most peaceful. Seeing it with all that snow made my day shine. Despite the cold, and it was freezing that day, I felt pure joy and peace walking down the park.
As the trees that are undressed there, I am also getting undressed of the past and embracing my new life, as a full new yorker girl. Always dreamt of getting back to this city and made it. So, never stop believing what you wish for, 'cause probably it will happen!

quarta-feira, 11 de fevereiro de 2015


I've said it a few times. Thought about it a few more.
And it's the only chance.
For a messed up girl like me, only a messed up guy would do the trick.
We can only relate to the things that we know, understand and is compassionate about.
That means we can be more supportive and close with those we can relate to.
Empathy is a beauty.
And it happens through the small things, the ones that we are not aware of.
There's one small detail.
Usually men don't give too much importance to the little things. Which are mainly the things that women are more picky about.
Usually men are OK, everything's fine. When women are 'oh, something happened today' or 'you can't even imagine what just happened' or 'what the hell am I doing here'!
Messed up is the big question.
How messed up are you? Have you thought about it recently?

domingo, 8 de fevereiro de 2015


Low self-worth.
Do you know what it means?!
The type of person that thinks first of everyone else's wellfare.
It's it's goal to help!
Looks at things from their various perspectives, being every time at the bottom list. Hardly considers itself as the important one. And even when is thought that it's being what others call as 'selfish', it actually isn't.
Knows herself better than anyone. Faces those brown expressive eyes every day in the mirror. Has a hard time accepting compliments. Never stops to think that it's worth it.
Stuborn as hell! But when it comes to decisions, never hits first place.

sábado, 7 de fevereiro de 2015

To do list

Bought some furniture... Check!
Done some paperwork... Check!
What's next?!

I was actually trying to relax, watching some movie on my laptop. But got agitated, always tossing and turning on the couch. It turns out I was feeling wet! Begun to touch myself, slowly at first. With just the tip of my fingers, circuling my wet skin between my spread legs. Feeling the desire rising, the hunger spiking. Touched myself 'til I cum. As it was your fingers on me....

terça-feira, 3 de fevereiro de 2015

Silence ...

... it's actually refreshing!
As it is the snow and the cold outside!

Being on my own once again. Away from everything I know.
Just with that extra time to feel me, who I am, who I want to be. Tons of time to think. No friends and an empty apartment to fill my days. That and a great job! The kind of job where people trust you to ask things; where 'what the hell that you've been doing all long' actually matters.

I'm standing on the edge of my yet small professional path. I'm excited. Refreshed. Out of place because everything's new, but good. It feels really good!

Isn't this town perfectly gorgeous?!

domingo, 1 de fevereiro de 2015


Here I am in an empty apartment now.

Where to begin?!


Lust has come to the Big Apple!
Has arrived a few days ago. With many large bags, she has come for good!

Here I will bring every other aspect of my daily life, always in English, and... of course... SEX!! 
Lots of it I hope! I'm hungry and horny, I confess!

Feel free to step into my NYC life, 
You're most welcome!

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