Mari, 24 years old and Brazilian Girl from São Paulo.
Couple of Legs, one heart, crazy, sarcastic, rude, wannabe photographer, walking disaster and balance.

♥ Photography . Languages . Architecture . Autumn . Spring . Nature . Pets . Family . True friends . Body Modification . Colors . Art . Writing . Singing . Dancing . Reading . Mexico . Sweden . Books . Green Tea and Music Lover!

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October 9th
10:09 PM

New Day, New Life!

New blog too! haha
Why new page?

I studied english by three years at ETECA Prof. Camargo Aranha and for problems [I was fired!] during 6 months, I had serious problems for practice the language and I started to “lost” some words.
This is one way that I found to practice and don’t forget nothing more [or not! hahahaha].
That a page for post my personal pics [You can find my personal Flickr Page here: http://www.flickr.com/xexinha] and mu thought too.

Kisses and all the best!
Mari

6:42 PM

a message from ivegotlostyou


Hi follower! ♥ Please, follow my new tumblr, because I dont use this anymore! the tumblr is: youcoolmedown
I will follow you back! Thanks
xx

Ok!

August 14th
7:43 PM
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May 14th
3:26 PM
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April 10th
2:12 PM
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chafariz:

oh yeah.

chafariz:

oh yeah.

March 28th
10:35 PM
Via
burnwithice:

OMGOMGOMGOMG



OMFG! Awnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn. *__* Perfect babies!

burnwithice:

OMGOMGOMGOMG

OMFG! Awnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn. *__* Perfect babies!
March 20th
12:21 AM
For all those who loves talented bassists [Mainly if he’s French ♥]

For all those who loves talented bassists [Mainly if he’s French ♥]

March 19th
8:41 PM
Via
Marry Me? heheGod, This isn’t man..this is DREAM! This is 1st stage from H-A-P-P-I-N-E-S-S!

Marry Me? hehe
God, This isn’t man..this is DREAM! This is 1st stage from H-A-P-P-I-N-E-S-S!

8:06 PM
Picture by: Amanda SampaioModel: Me

Picture by: Amanda Sampaio
Model: Me

March 11th
5:59 PM
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“I gave and gave - gave all I hadI took and took - all I could grabI had it all and I had noneNow the game is over and it’s all gone
My heart is worn out to keep beatingMy lungs exhausted by all this breathingMy mind’s too tired to keep grieving
I was against and I was forI wanted less and wanted moreI won I lost, I lost and wonNow it’s all over and I am done
My throat is too sore for more screamingMy eyes too swollen for more weepingMy wounds are too dry for more bleedingMy blood too drained for more streaming
My heart is slowing down
Long short is life is short and longStrong weak am I am weak and strongMy crop is ready for the ReapingMy being ready for releasing
My heart is slowing down”
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# http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=57cUin1yCH8My Slowing Heart - Sentenced

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“I gave and gave - gave all I had
I took and took - all I could grab
I had it all and I had none
Now the game is over and it’s all gone

My heart is worn out to keep beating
My lungs exhausted by all this breathing
My mind’s too tired to keep grieving

I was against and I was for
I wanted less and wanted more
I won I lost, I lost and won
Now it’s all over and I am done

My throat is too sore for more screaming
My eyes too swollen for more weeping
My wounds are too dry for more bleeding
My blood too drained for more streaming

My heart is slowing down

Long short is life is short and long
Strong weak am I am weak and strong
My crop is ready for the Reaping
My being ready for releasing

My heart is slowing down”


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# http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=57cUin1yCH8
My Slowing Heart - Sentenced

March 10th
11:23 PM

Drinking Life;

A minha vida está de ponta cabeça e com ela estou pendurada sangrando.

O álcool, o amor, a vida, o excesso de Deus e expectativas consguiram destruiram tudo. Acabaram com várias vidas.
Acabaram com a minha vida.

Não bebo, não uso drogas, não desejo de modo algum um amor para minha vida e muito menos vou atrás dele, mas me refiro a outras situações que foram fortes o suficiente para me destruir em todos os aspectos.
Estou morta- viva. Do lado de fora há uma pessoa que está extremamente magra, doente, sem ânimo e por dentro não há nada. Não há sentimentos, não há expectativas, não há sonhos.. não há NADA. Se, eu tinha alguma coisa de muito bom dentro de mim, roubaram e não há mais como resgatar.
Tem dias que me questiono pra que se ter uma vida, quando por dentro tudo está detonado, sujo e não se há mais forças?

Parece que a qualquer momento o meu coração vai explodir de tantas coisas ruins. Não adianta falar que é tudo uma fase que tudo vai ficar bem, porque não vai ficar. Se ficasse, há oito anos estaria fora deste maldito labirinto que a vida me botou dentro e que tem tantos espinhos cortantes e venenosos que eu não sei sair de dentro dele. Eu não sei como eu faço para sair da vida.

Não adianta pedir pra Deus.
Deus?
Não consigo entender como as pessoas acreditam tanto numa coisa que não existe e botam tantas expectativas numa coisa tão irreal. Se muitas delas se tivessem os pés mais fincados na realidade, a vida delas seriam tão mais fáceis e os tombos menos piores.

Estes oito anos acabaram virando acidez, desgostos, decepções, cicatrizes e dureza.  
Haviam tantos sonhos, metas e nenhuma delas aconteceram.
A vida tá me sufocando, me engolindo tanto que sinto que como a qualquer momento o meu coração vai parar de bater.

February 1st
8:04 PM

Photo sessions

Quero fazer uma sessão de fotos.
Eu recebi convites.
E tenho fotógrafos.

Eu precisva mesmo era de inspiração, de um corset, fios de nylon e de uns 2 quilos.
Estou muito magra.