February 2012
Friend: I hope you're happy.
Me: I hope you're happy, now that you're choosing this, I really hope you get it and you don't live to regret it. I HOPE YOU'RE HAPPY IN THE ENNNNNNNNNNNNNNNND. I HOPE YOU'RE HAPPY, MY FRIEND! SO IF YOU CARE TO FIND ME, LOOK INTO THE WESTERN SKY AS SOMEONE TOLD ME LATELY, EVERYONE DESERVES A CHANCE TO FLY AND IF I'M FLYING SOLO AT LEAST I'M FLYING FREE TO THOSE WHO'D GROUND ME TAKE A MESSAGE BACK FROM ME TELL THEM HOW I AM DEFYING GRAVITY, I'M FLYING HIGH, DEFYING GRAVITY, AND SOON I'LL MATCH THEM IN RENOWN, AND NOBODY IN ALL OF OZ, NO WIZARD THAT THERE IS OR WAS, IS EVER GONNA BRING ME DOWN! BRING ME DOWN! AW WAH WAH WAH WAH-AAAAAAAAH!
Friend:
Me: What.
versossoltos:
“Não podia ter havido dois corações tão sinceros, nem gostos tão semelhantes, nem sentimentos tão em uníssono ou rostos tão amados. Agora era como se fossem estranhos, não, pior que estranhos, porque nunca se conheceriam. Seriam estranhos para sempre.”
- Jane Austen (Persuasão).
January 2012
