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Vlog: Quebrei o braço em Berlim

março 1, 2017março 11, 2017 pimentacitricaDeixe um comentário

Publicado em vlogCom a tag berlim, brasileiros em Berlim, brasileiros na alemanha, desastres em viagem, vídeo, vídeos, vlog, vlogs

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Ana Ornelas nasceu em Belo Horizonte, se descobriu em São Paulo, e foi se perder em Berlim. Adepta da sinceridade que só as vulgaridades da vida podem trazer, gosta de escrever sobre as viagens, as experiências da juventude e sobre a natureza do sexo sem filtro e sem censura.

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Life is but a dream for the dead. And well I, I won’t go down by myself But I’ll go down with my friends

I ain’t no cool girl. Don’t patronize me. Do you think this all came by chance? Do you think I just clicked my heels and ended up being who I am by not caring? Look, indifference was never my thing. And I worked damn hard to be who I am. I pay a high price. Every day. I’ve lost people and I have been shamed. Your defining compliment does not appease. Your attention does not impress. I got nothing in this world to prove to you. Men always think they want a badass girl until they are outshined. Men always think they want a strong woman until they are confronted. Men always think they want a sexually charged babe until they have one on their dick. But then again, this has nothing to do with you My identity is about who I need to be And being carefree is a privilege I can’t afford. I am not by chance. I am on purpose. Make no mistake. I am fucking cool. But I ain’t no cool girl. Don’t patronize me. I am not your plot device. I am the fucking plot.

“All good writing is swimming under water and holding your breath.” – F. Scott Fitzgerald ⠀⠀ Ph: @alegnayra

At the beginning of this decade, I was a wide-eyed 20-year-old who had just moved to São Paulo to start film school and live a state away from family. ⠀⠀ At the end of it I am a still wide-eyed 30-year old who chose Berlin as her home and is more excited than ever about the things she is involved in. ⠀⠀ However, what happened in those 10 years is more important than the end results. When I left my hometown life really began for me, and I had so many crazy dreams and hopes and absolutely no idea what would actually happen. ⠀⠀ These 10 years were filled with amazing adventures. I have met so many people, learned a lot from then, I have had hard times, then harder times, and I have found out so much about myself and slowly have come into my own. ⠀⠀ The thing that excites me the most is that anything can happen in the 10 years to come. And even though I still have crazy hopes and dreams - what I still have no idea can happen is what thrills me the most. ⠀⠀ Ph: @alegnayra

Well yes, of course this is 100% how I do all my writing 🤪🤓 ⠀⠀ Seriously though, writing has been a part of my life for so long that I wouldn’t even know how to define myself without it. I feel like putting experiences into words is how I can process them, own them, make sense of them. Writing gives me power over myself, gives me clarity and purpose. There is nothing that I love more in life than the sensation of creating a universe that starts to unfold on its on. It’s magical. ⠀⠀ This is why when it came a time that I had no inspiration and will to write, it felt like I was dimmed. Like I was not myself. That was my thermometer to know something was really wrong with my life, and that I needed a change. I could endure a lot of things… I could never endure not being able to write. ⠀⠀ This is why perhaps, I feel much younger now than I did a few years back; because my sense of purpose is renewed, I feel free to be creative, to explore. And the more I do it, the more I want it. I won’t stop. ⠀⠀ Ph: @alegnayra

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