delírios expulsos, amantes passados

There is something I’ve got to say. Something that’s erosing my vital organs pretty hard. Something that has been changing my beliefs, my behavior, my friends’ circle. I just have to say it. But can’t, and won’t.

Talk about confusion.

KADICHARI M.

"- What are you thinking?
- I was thinking what it would be like to kiss you.
- Really?
- No.
- Oh.
- No, that was just something I said now so that maybe I could kiss you."

KADICHARI M. (adivinha de onde eu tirei o diálogo)