I still trying to play banjo banjo, i never though that I’ll try it again and again and again. but it’s so fucking hard. Time to do something diferent, likes, play acordeon!!!

I still believe that he is here, with us.
But now is to late to cry, we love you Michael Jackson. And you will never die inside our hearts.
R.I.P.

Peter

really, nothing different to say
Just, hmm, i’m not writing now, just reading, is funny, and give me another ideas, really, that’s all
See you around guys

Good day, a lot of work to do, my friends still sleeping and I’m here. Awake and bored.
I’ll go to sleep, or try to sleep, whatever.
Night Dudes

I never imagine that I could write something that my friends will look at me and say:
“That’s is amazing dude, I almost cry in the end of it”
My soster read it yesterday, I forget to delete it of her computer. she came to me crying. I really don’t want to make people feeling like that, crying after read my “friendship letter”.
For me wasn’t bad at all. I hear a lot of good coments. I wake up a kind of feeling in people heat that they don’t know about it, knowing that you can love a friend or a brother. And thats is not a “parents love” or a “man and woman” kind of love, it’s not easy to say this words here. I need do improve my English, as fast as I can.
I’m reading the las twilight saga, Stephenie Meyer is fantastic, the idea of divide the last book with Jacob’s thoughts was amazing. I need to finish it. I stop to write my book to read the last book.
The book i’ll be release in june 26 in Brazil, but i decide to read it before, I have my fucking university books to read, and I don’t like it at all.
I know that nobody will read it, and if someone is following my tumblr. thanks, see you later

After a long time trying to write something here, I think that know i’m ready to write.
I started my book this afternoon. Don’t know if someone will like it.
The ideias just walking inside my vains, it’s strange, but i like it.
Really like it.