nada do que eu digo ou escrevo é passível de fazer sentido.

segunda-feira, 17 de agosto de 2009

Happy B-day, Solomon!

So, it may look a little ridiculous to come here and say ‘happy birthday, best wishes, etc’ without actually knowing you – I’d even say it’s a fanatic girl’s thing. But I think you deserve to be reminded in your day – which, for me and all the other people who cheer for you, that’s everyday – and more than that, deserve all the affection that you’ve conquered for being so conscious. After all, who else would give their time in a hospital, visiting children, writing poems and give their best to get what they wish? Okay, there are more people like you, daring and willing to do anything that’s possible to conquer what they want and change the world – because, let’s be honest, what you do is precious. I feel that, more than ever, you’re magnificent, and now you’re twenty-five, capable. You’re more mature, became a man without disconnecting yourself from the purity of family, you’ve grown up – oh, and to say that, there’s no need for ten years of friendship, ‘cause your simple acts speak for themselves. I believe in you, I believe you’ll conquer, from this day on, all that’s yours. And, look, I know that’s a lot – worthily. A little redundant, I know. I can’t develop the words very well ‘because I feel embarrassed – please, don’t mind. Anyway, I wish all the most sincere cliches of happiness, love, a long life and prosperity for you. Twenty-five years are not for everyone, mister Nerd.

Mandado no dia 18.06.2009 ao ator Solomon Trimble via Facebook. Apenas como recordação de um surto enorme.

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