Play it cool

Play it cool. Just be cool. Act cool.

What does that even mean? When it comes to people that you care, it's impossible to play it cool, it would be like pretending you don't really care or that you don't care enough to think about playing it cool.

I'm a stressed person, I admit. I can't play it cool, although I try every single day and do you know what that brings me? More stress. And I don't even know if it's worthwhile.

"Don't send so many messages.", "don't be so eager.", "just act friendly.". WTF! I'm tired of not understanding that, even though I play it cool, I'm spending more time speaking to you than anybody else.

Sure, I'll continue this game of words. Let's see when my heart explodes.

Fuck.

Peppa

Tea time!

Today, I decided to invite my lovely messy friends for tea. Like old ladies, we drank tea and ate King's Cake (Bolo Rei - traditional Christmas cake in Portugal) and talked and talked. And then, later on I received this message:

"Thank you so much for having us over for tea. 

It was a lovely afternoon. 

You're a dear.

Yours truly,

Bá. "

I'm very happy :) 

Kisses from Peppa

Merry Christmas everyone!

A messy christmas to you all! May this day brings you joy, hapiness and all of that lame stuff. And don't eat everything in your house okay? You'll be celebrating new year's eve in a week and you need to look good. So ho ho ho and I hope you're not in the naughty list. Just kidding, you're totally are.

Blackout

"Last night, can’t remember. 
What happened? Where’d we go? 
I woke up this morning. 
Where’s my car? Where’s my keys? Where’s my clothes? 
I feel my head still spinning but I’m doing alright 
Cause I think I just had the best night of my life.
Last night, can’t remember. 
What happened? Did it happen? Last night"

Great lyrics. I totally see myself in them. Last night...can't remember. I only have memory to a certain point and then, i woke up. Today at 2pm. And I'm still trying to glue the pieces. Last night was such a mess. Don't even know how I got home. Help me.

Blurred lines

You see? We're not the only people in the world that are messed up. Watch and enjoy. I know you wanna it...

We're lame

Although we're a total mess, some of us still have some luck. This one is for Gonçalo and Ritinha. May their mess always bring them towards each other. Happy 6M!

Loads of love from all at Messfication.

From annoy to joy

You know when your friends find out about something you don't particularly like and from that moment on they are always doing it just to annoy you? Well that happens to me quite often. 

In a matter of fact, the most extreme way this happened is precisely the reason why my friends now call me Peppa. I never had a good relationship with nicknames, never liked most of the ones that people often use for my name, except for one, Pi. This is a name my family calls me since I was a little mess. 

Once upon a time, we all saw a video with a girl that called herself peppa, that liked all kind of futile things, and somehow my friends thought I could be compared with her and so they decided from that moment on to call me Peppa. I HATED it, and of course I showed how deeply I hated it which just made it a lot worst. They starting telling everyone I already met, everyone new I would meet and even to the people I don't know (you) that my name is Peppa and nothing else. 

Then I reached a moment, a little time after where I just quitted, and I embraced that nickname.

So now, in all reality, I don't really mind that people call me Peppa. In fact, I actually like it because it means they care about me! So whenever your friends do something or say something you don't like, maybe show your disapproval and it will grow on you.

I hope this didn't mess you up too much.

Kisses, Peppa.

At last

Thank you for acknowledging the truth.

Bitches be crazy

Girls are such a mess. Not everyone of course, just about 97% of them. They keep bitching about everything and there's always so much drama in their heads. It's so exhausting trying to figure them out. Oh and I'm a girl, and even I am tired of your bullshit. So, since you can't grow balls, grow a vagina. It will be useful for a lot of things. Trust me.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hrPpw8A_-xY

Weekend

So try it, once in a while.

Best lipsticks for fall/winter

I don't know about you, but when the weather gets colder I suddenly have the urge of wearing darker and more different lipstick colors. Sometimes wearing a lipstick with more color or even darker can be a lit messy so make sure you wear, along with your lipstick, a lip liner and conceal the edges around your lips.

So here are my suggestions for this fall/winter.

By: Peppa

Being a mess

It really sucks to be messed up. Our mind is always thinking and overthinking about something. You can never leave it alone, because it's always on your mind. And you can't either fix it or forget. So, you learn to live with that mess constantly on your head. You get used to it, although it's not the best for you. And our group of friends is entirely made of messed up people. But you know what? Maybe we still don't have everything figured out and sometimes we have really pshico moments. But that's the reason why we're friends after all. We know we're alike. That's why it is so good to be a mess...but only with them by my side.


P.S.: sorry for being so lame.

Awwww

Well, maybe I should think a little better about my sexual orientation. Now I can see why they are a lot more happy. I'm gonna sleep on it...then I'll let you know!

Funny vs Mean

True story...but I'm also funny!

Watch and enjoy

We're not a hot mess. We're a beautiful disaster.

Fine!

Fine doesn't mean fine. The scale goes:

1. Great
2. Good
3. Okay
4. Not okay
5. I hate you
6. Fine

So if they say fine, either try to understand her and work it out or just run like the wind.
I think that option number two is more reliable.

Meet the twins

 

P.S.: This subject is not recommended to anyone with a fragile heart. Please don't read unless you're sure that you can handle whatever may comes your way after this subject. Be careful. Don't be surprised.

This was once true. Now i don't think that guys make an effort. Besides, girls do the same thing. I have girlfriends that stare at the twins too. And although i don't understand why, i don't even get upset anymore. I just let them stare until they have enough. The problem is that they don't get enough. It's like every single day, is a brand new set. And there they are, staring and asking to touch. Do your friends do the same? If so, please share with me, I'm feeling lonely in this subject since everyone has a different point of view. And that point of view is right in the direction of my twins.
Please help.


By the way, we can tell when you are looking. Always.


Sincerely,

Girls around the world.