ok, so, I never posted anything about myself in this blog, I mean, everything you see in here is something I like, so it’s a little piece of me, too. Anyways, my life has changed so much ever since I joined tumblr, I used to have a normal empty life and I used to think “it’s ok, life isn’t supposed to be satifying - nobody is ever satisfied”, so I was on my way, kinda waiting for that close-to-heart dreams to come true even though all around me seemed to remain the same. But, yea, from last summer to now I feel like I’m really different, I fell in love last summer after years without even kissing anybody and thought it would last forever, but it didn’t, but I can’t deny that it was eternal while it lasted. Yea, yea, it’s something about a poet called Vinicius de Moraes… I stole a book of Vinicius on my school’s library.
Anyway, after my very first love just got away, I got caught in a bad romance (that’s everything that comes on my mind whenever I remember him). But our feelings for each other weren’t the same, so I got away. Cause I wasn’t in love with him.
Well, now I am in love with a guy that just got me amazed ever since the first time I saw him. And every second I spend on his side feels like heaven. I still ashamed of some parts of my life, but he makes me feel secure to be myself no matter what. And for the first time I am not what others want me to be, I am Alice (ok, that’s the obvious part). I mean, I used to think that I was the mistake in every twisted situation I ever got involved, but somehow I saw on him something different from every single person I’ve ever met: honesty. I mean, I’m not saying that nobody is honest, it’s not the kind of honesty of a man who wakes up early everyday to work his ass off to pay the bills and keep his family. It’s more the Hemingway kind of honesty. He is not afraid or even ashamed of being himself, doing what he wants to do, running after his dreams and he encourages me to do the same - on my own way.
So, this little black thing on my left hand is our baby, Timmy (Tim Burton tribute). Some night we were out and this kids who found two baby cats, they were attending to torture and kill them right after they got bored. So, they carried one of the kitties away, but we could hide this one before they even noticed. And he is ours now. I really wish we could’ve done more for the other kitty. Anyway, I love Artur. I don’t know, he’s chating with my dad now, waiting for me to get out. It’s monday night, but who says we can’t?
Yea, that’s it. I feel happy. I am happy. :) idk.