*fuck, yeah!*

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What?

i'm on vacation now!

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Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

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mood: happy

now playing: lulluby - the cure

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*6 things:*

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6. i had an awful, hurtful dream. i dream't i had been not only removed from SG without any explanation, all records of my online existance had been erased as well. How does one become persona non grata on the intarwebz? i woke up in tears. And ran up to check if i still existed, virtually. It took me a hell lot of work to get my ass on that site, and it would hurt terribly to just be kicked out. :(

5. yesterday was a holiday in Sao Paulo. So i achieved a new level in dozing off... like, 14 hours. While i am still far from beating my own record (22 hrs), one must admit its somewhat an achievement. Specially when one wakes up horny and makes a point of attacking her Better Half. Spell perfect day with me: lots of sleep + morning sex + pastel at the farmers market + driving for a couple hours in His company + oozing at food porn + being a smarty pants and making lots of funny remarks + baked potato with lots of cheese + a large milkshake + almost achieving to set up my overlock (finally!) + cuddling all night. Perfect, except for the fact im fairly milk protein intolerant. A small price to pay. :P

4. i re-pierced my lip on Monday night. i really missed having my snakebite and i'm happy its back. Still on the body-mod topic, i should finish my shoulder tat next Monday, and i have another tattoo appointment on Tuesday. Go me! Now only to convince the Man to let me schedule the Christina, my life would be complete. That and a pair of roller blades.

3. Vacation... can you smell it? i can. I mean, if all works out, as of Monday i get three weeks off. i'm planning on paying a visit to one of the lovely ladies of this site, and obviously, taking a ridiculously long bus ride just to eat my mothers polenta and homemade bread.

yes, its a random photo!

2. Remember the 100 days countdown? Well, today is day 100. Shall we dance?

1. i really really want to shoot a multi. And i will not lie about my not very noble intentions: i'm just dying to touch the soft skin of another female again, to feel a ladies lips... If that lady just happens to be tattoed and pierced, and if there just happens to be a camera around to register the moment, well, jackpot. :D


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hmmm... tonkatsu ramen.

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meh. Ok, enough procrastinating. Now i hit the gym. And then... stuff!

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oh God, am i eloquent today or what?


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"I see you're a man with ideals. I better be going while you've still got them."

Mae West

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mood: annoyed

now playing: that's not my name - the ting tings

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*i'm gonna fuck my way back into His heart.*


(photo by Flambart)
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*sweetie's believe it or not*

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Believe it or not, i AM verbally impaired. Orally, that is.

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i am constantly screaming inside of my head. But i was taught to only mouth things if they were positive and nice.

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So my fingers are a lot more eloquent than my lips. But my hips don't lie.

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Enter the confessionary. i hold awful, terrible grudges.

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My fantasy. Everything would be perfect again, if He just said that He was wrong, those two times...

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He ripped our contract and said horrible things to me. He threw my pearl collar away, the one i was most proud of having made, and hurt me even more the next day. i wouldn't have minded the flogging. But He threw away something beautiful, something i made with my own hands, as if the things i made/make/create were all worthless. As if i were worthless.

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Grudges are evil. They feed off our souls.

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All i do these days is dream... Yesterday, in the morning, i dreamt of my disturbing world, once more. Its dark, and dirty and ugly. People are mean. I witnessed a son pay to have his mother kidnapped and rape her. Histerically. Dreamland is not very pleasant these days.

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Will my heart ever be contented?

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Apparently, i am broken.

See, i am leaking through my eyes.

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xoxo

Grizabella

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P.s.: Guess i'll get over it. Somehow, someday. All that matters is how much i love Him.´

(corny)

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*a mini rant*

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After the a hectic month in June, my bad eating habits plus the little sleep and all the anxiety caught up with me. Maybe.
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Thing is i miss my happy chirpy energetic self.
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Plus i've been having my period for 12 days now. i still have cramps, and my hormones have gone berserk on me. All i can think of is the awesomeness of the past weekend. And feel anxious about my newly shot set. Can't wait to see it.
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We're already starting to plan the next SG Party. Its gonna be big!
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i go on vacation on the 14th. Besides finishing the latest one, i want to start on a big tattoo project this month.
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Hum... only a few more weeks until i can have my mother's food. Yum! i could really use a plate of her polenta with chicken in tomato sauce right now. There is also the Dance Festival to attend in Joinville, and lots of dance gear to be bought. i'll be back to the dance school by August!
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Guess that's it. I've been dragging myself throughout the week this far, mostly in bed, with the laptop on my lap. Everything around me is filthy and a mess... But i just can't move. So the only thing i have to show for the past days are a shitload of videos. Enjoy!

SG Party


The DJ


Our girls know how to party!


Naty knows her samba!


Now meet all the lovely ladies:


I posted some videos from Casarao Brasil in my video section on SG, but i'll save those for later.
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And a "few" photos:

Oi Passarela
My hair. A bit bored of the color already, but i have to give it a break.
Post Casarao Brasil. Tired.
A never-ending obsession.

This photo...For some reason i really like this one too.
The terrible two.
Post shoot. Only to play around a bit. That collar is the last thing i actually made. And the bracelet.
Yes?
Oh, my stocking is rolling. (that is the awesome skirt i wrote about previously.)

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Mood: sore and uninspired
Now playing: Put on your Sunday clothes - Micheal Crawford and Company (Yeah, we watched Wall.E on Sunday, and although there are a couple things that happened too easily- just because its a kid movie , i really liked it. Specially this song.)

"Dressed like a dream your spirits seem to turn about
That Sunday shine is a certain sign
That you feel as fine as you look!"
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