Comments Posted By Juliana
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I like to eat bread every morning. Sometimes I eat it with butter or eggs, It tastes delicious. And I love it with Nutella. Actually, Nutella is good with everything.
» Posted By Juliana On 05.31.2016 @ 8:43 am
there are a mysterious thing happening in my life and I it’s been a problem for me. I do not know how to solve this problem.
» Posted By Juliana On 04.13.2016 @ 6:42 am
» Posted By Juliana On 09.09.2015 @ 9:43 am
I dont know that is eventful.
» Posted By juliana On 08.03.2015 @ 2:32 pm
Today i read a book about love and i like much. I hope buy new books about love.
» Posted By juliana On 08.03.2015 @ 2:29 pm
Where was it? She looked everywere, the damn thing was missingHenry? Dear? Did you pick up mommy agenda? Baby?
She up the stairs, donw to the haway and in the little bedroom was it. Her prince, four years old, on the floor. With a red crayon and her agenda. Henry dear? This is mommy agenda? And then he up the head whit a little smile.
I am doing like you mommy.
And she cant find a way to be mad.
» Posted By Juliana On 01.30.2015 @ 3:39 am
light as a feather, she was. Light and white and beautiful. Her laughter contained pearls in it, her smile the most precious material in the world. He needed her like birds needed feathers to fly- he needed her because she was part of him, and he would not be able to fly without her.
» Posted By Juliana On 12.05.2013 @ 5:45 pm
ela deu um miado de satisfação quando ele a afagou. Mal sabia ele o que ela estava planejando, com aquele ronronar suspeito.
» Posted By Juliana On 07.22.2013 @ 6:59 pm
portas que se abrem no escuro, silenciosamente, deixando escapar medos perigosos, assombros magníficos.
» Posted By Juliana On 07.20.2013 @ 5:20 pm
tinha um olhar que era pura discrição. tamanho sigilo que eu jamais pude saber qual o verdadeiro tamanho do abismo que guardava.
» Posted By Juliana On 07.18.2013 @ 6:46 pm
A dor derivada do seu sorriso.
» Posted By Juliana On 07.10.2013 @ 7:42 pm
envolta em mistérios, desceu a rua até a esquina com a avenida principal. tomou o ônibus, sabendo que seria procurada. riu por dentro.
» Posted By Juliana On 07.09.2013 @ 4:39 pm
me delicio com o sorriso oculto nas suas palavras, o riso tilintante que se adivinha atrás de cada passo, cada gesto deixado a meio caminho, sem pressa nem destino certo.
» Posted By Juliana On 07.08.2013 @ 2:34 pm
tenho uma coleção de palavras que jamais poderão ser ditas. palavras sem destinatários. palavras mortas antes mesmo de nascerem. palavras que agigantam o abismo.
» Posted By Juliana On 07.07.2013 @ 7:58 am
I could have dissolved into nothing right there. But I didn’t. I wasn’t going to make them watch it. Watch myself turning down every little chemical reaction of my body. I knew that I wouldn’t feel a thing, but something inside my head whispered “they will”.
» Posted By Juliana On 05.01.2013 @ 9:23 pm
Ouvindo o teu coração de batida indiferente e distante. Ouvindo todas as palavras que não disse e que me ferem os tímpanos. Ouvindo o silêncio que me devora.
» Posted By Juliana On 03.24.2013 @ 4:38 pm
i think the most important features in a person are the personality and the attitude. that’s the only thing you really need. in fact, there’s no certainty about beauty, actually is subjective and it depends on the time.
» Posted By juliana On 01.31.2013 @ 4:26 pm
um barril de pólvora no lugar do coração, e uma ideia prestes a explodir.
» Posted By Juliana On 01.02.2013 @ 11:03 am
Presence: the art of simply being there. Yes, an art. What’s unfortunate is that not everyone is present. Is my reality different from yours? Am I present in yours? Without presence, you’re lost in the background, never seen, not important. I want to be present but I also want to just fade into the back of the world.
» Posted By Juliana On 11.01.2012 @ 8:19 am
tristeza de não ter descido do trem na estação certa, de ter prosseguido viagem quando deveria ter ficado, de mudar por covardia.
» Posted By Juliana On 09.23.2012 @ 7:26 pm
Quando ela morreu eu comecei a me sentir viva. Está errado? Serei tão perversa por não ter derramado uma lágrima? Sua vida me trouxe lembranças que dançam, mas a sua morte me trouxe liberdade.
» Posted By Juliana On 09.20.2012 @ 7:52 pm
É sempre um começo. O dia que se levanta, o trabalho renovado e redobrado, a batalha pelo sonho. Sempre um começo de caminho, nunca continuado, nunca acabado.
» Posted By Juliana On 09.20.2012 @ 7:50 pm
Despisto o medo de ser quem sou, o medo de olhar para o abismo, e atravesso as avenidas a passos largos, desafiando o trânsito, mudando os sinais. Pouco importa que me olhem, contanto que não me descubram.
» Posted By Juliana On 09.18.2012 @ 7:09 pm
não basta existir, é preciso sentir, experimentar, gostar, transformar.
» Posted By Juliana On 09.16.2012 @ 5:51 pm
when people deliberately hurt someone else. why do they do that? why would you want to harm someone else? bring them pain and suffering and confusion. such confusion. from both sides. don’t hurt others, please. hurting another person is wrong, or is it? no one should ver make definitive statements because sooner or later it come back to them and their a hypocrite… its all a matter of context. you can say one thing them when the time comes mean another.
» Posted By juliana On 08.08.2012 @ 1:01 am
It has so many different meanings, all seeming negative. Puncture the skin with a needle, watch the bruise form. Puncture the lung, watch your life fade away. Puncture a balloon with something sharp, watch it go away. What is positive about this word? Unfair.
» Posted By Juliana On 08.07.2012 @ 7:25 am
Needles. All she could think about were those damn needles. The marks up and down her arm, each hole and bruise on her skin a show of who she was before. Never again… right? Make them fade away. Battle scars to forever show.
» Posted By Juliana On 08.07.2012 @ 7:22 am
I was trapped in the room under her house. I sat quietly hoping Lisa will save me from this terrible day. I am a good person, I do not deserve to be the one that is punished. I could hear her footsteps through the ceiling, and I wondered why she was so happy.
» Posted By juliana On 08.01.2012 @ 12:21 pm
Decortaions are a great way of making any occasion special. They can set the mood and make it memorable! Everyone likes something pretty to look at!
» Posted By Juliana On 07.17.2012 @ 10:14 am
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Wow, bandages. I was expecting a cooler word like “love” or something I could write about for days; well, I only have 60 seconds. Anyway, the word “bandages” makes me think about when I was a child and I would actually spend time outside as opposed to being on the computer.
» Posted By Juliana On 07.12.2012 @ 10:22 pm