Cortei o cabelo e fiquei a cara da Anne Bancroft

– Ben, what are you doing?
– Well, I would say that I’m just drifting. Here in the pool.
– Why?
– Well, it’s very comfortable just to drift here.
– Have you thought about graduate school?
– No.
– Would you mind telling me then what those four years of college were for? What was the point of all that hard work?
– You got me.

– Mrs. Robinson, you’re trying to seduce me.
– [laughs]
– Aren’t you?
– Benjamin, I am not trying to seduce you.
– I know that, but please, Mrs. Robinson, this is difficult…
– Would you like me to seduce you?
– What?
– Is that what you’re trying to tell me?
– I’m going home now. I apologize for what I said. I hope you can forget it, but I’m going home right now.

Eu não caibo mais nas roupas que eu cabia,
Eu não encho mais a casa de alegria.

what if I begin feeling in english, what if the curse is lifted, what if everybody who cares can save me from myself, what if the night doesn’t crawl on me, what if the cold suddenly makes everything alright, what if crying actually takes you somewhere, what’s with the love between the cobblestones, what if not belonging is just a way of life, what if ‘loser’ is just one more fad, what if I low carb my friendships, what if I pack up and go, what if I stay little valentine stay, what if you take me with you, what if the dirty laundry takes over the house, what if I just numb the what ifs with sleep? huh? what?