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In the 18th century, a hidden region of the cerebral cortex
was christened the Insula.
This isolated area,
separated from the exterior and having the traits of an island
is where the mystery of emotions takes shelter.
The geography of an island is the metaphor
for what is experienced inside:
identities surrounded by infinite possibilities
that only the fortunate dare reach.
But fortune is a quality that dwells within each one of us.
So we must look out to sea and believe it is where it all begins.
To look outward is to look inward.
You are most welcome!
The Azores archipelago
is one of the largest cetacean sanctuaries in the world
much thanks to the end of whale hunting,
which for centuries was part of our culture.
Perhaps this is why whales are solitary animals, or sighted in small groups.
In the guide you are being handed,
you will be able to see a great diversity of species
and some of their most distinctive traits.
If you want to know more, our commander is at your disposal.
We wish you a pleasant trip,
and may the Atlantic waters offer you good memories.
Hi!
So you can check the species.
So you can check the dolphins. Pass along to the others.
Perhaps this is why whales are solitary animals, or sighted in small groups.
We still don't know everything about whale migration.
But we believe they migrate to get rid of parasites and competition.
Telmo, let's go! Put it on the scale!
Five kilos, two kilos... That's heartbreaking, mate...
Out with it!
Damn, you're catching less and less.
What a misery!
Hey! Really heartbreaking, mate.
Are you even making enough for diesel?
One...
Four kilos each. Pitiful.
This is bad, pal. You need to look harder.
Man! Is this all you brought in, Telmo?
- Just this? - That's all there is.
Man, how sad.
For Pete's sake. You're not even making enough for diesel.
Man, that's pitiful.
Here, Telmo.
Don't use so much ice, or they'll be on our case.
That's too much ice.
One on top of each other.
The other way round, Telmo. You never get the hang of these.
Let's go.
This way.
Move on!
Move over.
Move on!
I will take you to the bottom of the sea.
Let me see if I can put this on.
Look over there.
I have to remember!
Like this?
Look at me.
- Is that better? - Yes.
You have to tell us when this happens.
- Alright. - We can't guess.
Alright.
Alright what?
I will tell you...
Off you go.
Bath time, go on.
- I know. - Do you?
Take the shark, please.
Do you need help?
No.
I can do it.
You're my co-pilot, come on.
When it's...
When the light goes red, tell me to brake.
- Careful, Ana! - It didn't go on.
Wait...
You have to give the co-pilot's report.
- Speed up, speed up. - Stop!
Let's see...
The driver got distracted and went off the road.
Now you're my co-pilot.
Ok, I'm your co-pilot.
My pilot isn't very skilled.
Wait. Straighten up.
Back up, this way.
Back up...
Fresh fish! Fresh fish! Look at the fresh fish!
Fresh fish! Horse meckerel!
Horse meckerel, yellow fin tuna and needlefish!
Fresh fish! Fresh fish!
Ana, give me a hand with the shopping.
Fresh fish! Fresh horse meckerel!
Yes, but it's always colder by the sea.
Two peppers.
I should've brought you a blanket last Saturday.
Here, too, but mostly in the morning. Then it cleared up.
A kilo of carrots.
I'll take it on Sunday.
But listen, Telmo's not going with me.
I don't know, darling.
How should I know? Do you think he tells me anything?
Stay with your mum and keep her company.
One less thing for me to worry about. I'm worn out.
Get two yams.
Tell me...
Have you called the health centre?
How many children have I got anyway?
Ana...
Get oranges.
Come by the house. The hens are dying and I feel sorry.
- Ricardo, can I have some bags? - Yes, madam.
Come here.
I miss you.
Stop here.
Put it down.
- Cut it! - Fuck!
Cut it, cut it!
Go on.
Calm down.
Go on.
Move it.
- Fuck. - Fucking pull!
The characteristic evolution of the species themselves
Stop that.
When this occurs, the plants are called endemic.
They belong to, and evolve in, a particular place.
Where once there was fire, now there's green sea.
Keep your head still.
Stop it.
Thus, in the green patch, each plant holds the secret of adaptation.
The secret of survival.
Stop it, Luís Filipe!
Do mine, then.
Me do yours? What's there to do?
Your hair's too short.
That doesn't matter. Do my eyeliner.
You can do it. Do my eyeliner.
Your eyeliner? You think I can do that trembling like this?
Yes, Mum. Sure you can, woman, come on.
- That will be a sight. - Start like this.
Kind of like this, see?
...botanists are far from having studied them all.
Many plant species, and even their gender, are not clearly defined.
Look, I'm starting to shake.
...the island's wonders deserve a second look, a special look.
Finish it yourself.
At a certain point, despite their delicacy
they manage to be the strongest flowers in the world.
See you later, ma!
See you!
He's going out dressed like that?
So what?
WOLF AND DOG
Because I love you, my valiant peers,
I wish you too would lose the courage.
I wish you to lack the strength to follow the norm
that you have not the energy to keep fabricating your identity
to lose the determination to keep believing
that your roles speak the truth about you.
And when you've lost all courage
gone mad with cowardice
I wish you to invent new and fragile
uses for your vulnerable bodies.
Because I love you, I want you weak and not brave.
Because revolution works through weakness.
Wait. Wait. I've got your tests here.
Luís, pay attention. Take your mask off.
Listen, look at me.
With this mark, you are about to lose the year.
Miss, I know.
- Cátia, are you going to the gates? - Let's have a smoke!
Yeah.
What have we got tomorrow?
I think it's Philosophy.
I thought it was History, no?
It's not. Actually, we were planning to go out.
Good idea!
All you need is a pair of tits!
- What the fuck! - What the fuck!
- What is wrong with you? - Faggots!
Calm down...
Pay attention.
Guilherme.
What gear are you in, Guilherme? First?
Mind how you brake, Guilherme.
It has to be smoother.
Accelerate... and go to second.
Very good.
Do you guys know who Guilherme's father is?
No, madam.
And you, Ana? Don't you recognise him?
No.
It's Mr. Albino, from the parish council.
He's getting his licence so he can go and work in France.
Careful. There, Guilherme.
The stop sign.
Relax, man!
Calmly.
What will you work in?
In alarms.
Keep checking the rear view mirror.
He's going to work at his godmother's company.
Fitting alarms, point systems.
All to do with machines, isn't it, Guilherme?
It seems like you all want to leave the island.
As if there is no life here. You just want to get away.
Do you want to leave us too, Luís Filipe?
Me, madam? I'm fine here.
That's what you say now...
The poor will always be poor. Water flows to water.
One day you'll find a wife, get married, have children, a family to support...
A life!
Me, madam? Get married? Only to my dear mother.
Mind the crossing, Guilherme!
He's coming over to nag you.
- Ana, lend me your keys. - No.
- Lend me your motorbike. - No. I need it to get home.
I'll bring it back before that.
- I know what you're like. - That bike could have been mine...
Telmo, give it up. Stop.
Fuck.
Fuck...
You're letting him get away with that?
Hey, hottie!
With waves of up to 15 metres high.
The harbourmaster recommends extreme vigilance
in all maritime activities and reinforcement of vessel moorings
especially in the most exposed areas.
Five fishermen are missing at sea in Rabo de Peixe,
on the island of S. Miguel.
Two Navy corvettes and a helicopter are conducting the search.
Their open boat, the Estrela,
left port in the early hours of Sunday to Monday.
So far there is no news of the men.
Their wives and children have not left the port
where they continue to wail and sob.
Why did you lend him your motorbike?
What was I supposed to do, Mum? He snatched my keys...
I'll have to have words with that young man when he gets home.
It's foolish, a girl out alone at night in these streets!
So if I were a boy, it would matter less.
Lord have mercy!
Simão, look at the mess you're making here!
Give me that. Who's the soup for?
You or the dog?
Me.
I don't know what to do with you both.
I'll call your father!
Yeah, that'll help...
He's more trapped than we are!
Trapped? Who's trapped?
Are you trapped? You want to leave the island, is that it?
- Go on then! - I will!
Knock yourself out!
Don't let the door hit you on the way out!
You should all go, I'd get some peace on my own.
The birth of Jesus.
Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners,
now and at the hour of our death. Amen.
Guardian angel, my companion, watch over my soul night and day.
Lord Jesus Christ have pity on us.
Dear Parents and Godparents.
You have come here to present this child for Baptism.
He shall receive the gift of new life from God, who is love,
by water and the Holy Spirit.
See that he is raised in the faith
and that the divine life God gives him is kept safe from sin
to grow ever stronger day by day.
Let your faith guide you to accept this responsibility
renew now the vows of your own baptism,
renounce sin anew and profess your faith in Jesus Christ
this is the church's faith, in which children are baptised.
Respond: Do you reject Satan?
Yes, I do.
- And all his works? - Yes, I do.
- And all of his temptations? - Yes, I do.
Gustavo,
I baptise you in the name of the Father,
the Son and the Holy Spirit.
Manifest your holiness in me
Take me from amidst my dispersion
Lead me back from whence I stray
Fill my heart anew
You are the living water...
What about yours?
What colour is it?
Move in a bit more.
The baby's in the picture. Ok.
Everybody look at me.
Wait! We forgot the cake!
Ok, everybody look at me.
- Do you know the ship? - Not this one.
Leave that with Mike. Mike, please.
- I can finish. - Thank you.
Come with me.
Good morning.
This is my favourite place.
If we sailed straight on, on the port side,
we'd reach my home in Brazil.
If we went in the other direction, we'd reach my home in Poland.
- You have two homes? - I have a lot of homes.
They're not bricks and mortar.
They're here, in my heart.
Now, for example, my home is here, on this ship.
From one minute to the next, everything can change.
Why do they keep it caged?
So it'll survive, I guess.
No?
I'm going for a smoke.
It is about what you feel.
What you do.
How you choose to present yourself when the situation requires you.
It is about what you are looking for.
What you search for.
It is not about success. It is about what is missing.
How do you can be better. How do you progress.
How can you let them smoke in the house with my wigs here?
We put parfum!
These people don't eat!
Godmother!
You shaggy excommunicates! A toast to godmother, who's feeding us!
To Godmother!
- It's your mother's recipe. - I love it!
How is she?
She's okay, always in a bit of a state though, my dad does her head in.
It's not long now before the Penitents' march and he'll be off.
She'll get a welcome break.
I'm going this year.
You're kidding!
Have you seen them after the procession?
- All good looking. - I know what you're after, Joebelle!
What's that Joebelle thing?
You're daft as fuck. It's a Joe who's a belle!
- Aren't we all belles? - Honey, women we'll never be.
Men, we always are. So, we live the fantasy.
Speak for yourself. I'm not a fantasy.
You broken noddle, chill!
Don't fight!
Here comes the witchdoctor...
Don't you know: binarism is a prison!
If you really want to join the procession, speak to Father Malaquias.
My dad would let me go, if I were like him.
But the island men don't want someone like me anywhere near them.
Anyone else want their nails painted?
Paint them black.
There's the blackbird!
- Have you seen yourself? - Give it here, I'll do Luís.
If I were you, I'd speak to Ana's brother.
He gives good advice. Besides...
He's a member of the Pilgrim Brothers.
Don't get Luís involved with my brother.
I wouldn't mind at all.
Say that to his face and you'll see what happens.
What's wrong?
What's wrong, son?
Come to mother.
What's wrong?
My son...
Keep everything tidy in the places you stay at.
Bathroom, kitchen, don't dirty anything, okay?
Manners at the table, be polite.
If you need to go to the toilet in the night, put a t-shirt on.
Do not forget it. It's important.
And another thing,
use this week to think about your life, to find Jesus.
Okay? It'll be good for you.
It'll be very good for you.
Simão, will you give your brother a hug?
Go on, darling.
I'm very proud of you.
You behave with the little one.
And watch over him, okay?
Behave yourself.
Put lotion on your feet.
Listen to mummy, if you're in pain take your pills.
And respect the brother in charge, do you hear?
The Lord be with you
Blessed are you among women
Safe journey, brothers.
Safe journey.
Blessed is the fruit
of your womb, Jesus
Holy Mary
Mother of God
- See you next week! - Safe journey!
Blessed is the fruit
Of your womb, Jesus
Holy Mary
Mother of God
Pray for us...
There they are.
Dear friend!
- Did you have a good flight? - Yes.
- Did you get any rest? - Yes, as much as we could.
- Look who I brought! - Chloé, darling, how are you?
- Ana, you're so tall. - Hi.
- Did you have a good flight? - Yes.
Right, let's get you home.
She's anxious to get out!
Hey.
- Leave that, I'll get it. - You must be tired too.
Maria, way don't you have orangeade at the restaurante?
Every week a container leaves from here to Canada.
They don't drink it there. They start drinking beer very early.
Sisteen its not too early!
Here we go...
Drink more, girl!
This is exactly what I missed most!
And you too, right, Branquinha?
Make a little room, honey.
Simão is so handsome.
How old is she?
- Thirteen. - Crazy!
Branquinha, you're looking great.
Do you know what I'm absolutely hooked on?
What?
Mug cakes!
I hate it!
I made it once and it was horrible.
That's because you didn't use my recipe.
Get a mug so we can make one.
I'll get the eggs.
Just two.
It's okay, Ana. I'm taking the watermelon outside and I'll get the eggs.
Come with me, Maria.
Right.
So, break two eggs into the mug
and beat them well.
Then add four spoons of flour.
Preferably, self-raising.
And then what? Mix it really well.
D. Amélia seemed well to me.
She's tough as old boots.
She's doing better than me.
She'll see us all out.
But you know, ever since she moved here, I feel she's got lazier.
It's like I've got another daughter.
It's old age.
My folks are like that, too.
But it's the kids I'm most worried about.
Telmo, well he's Telmo, he's working.
And boys always complain less.
But Ana... Ana is more difficult.
Lina, she's getting more and more like you.
She's the spitting image of her mother.
Only in looks.
I don't understand what's going on inside her.
When I look at her, I see you.
I see your eyes.
Nothing satisfies her.
Life can't just be about wanting things.
Life's about what you've already got.
Every week, there's a dead one.
It's making me ill.
Can you attach the rubber band?
Yeah.
To the hook.
How do I do this?
You don't need my help.
Thanks.
Ok, girls. Come on!
Do you think she'll let us dance?
Well? Incredible, isn't it?
- Can we dance? - Sure!
- No... - Come on!
Stay there, then.
Here are some drinks for you. I'll be right back.
Have fun.
Are you from the island?
I am. But my friend's from Canada.
Can I see your hands?
Fabulous hands, my dear.
Look at your heart line.
I see a lot of pleasure.
And your head line is very strong.
Such strength...
You'll always get where you want to go.
You just need to know where that is.
But you already do. Don't you?
Go.
Salted tears
Have torn
The strange pallor of a secret
Why did these words
So strong, so hot
Moan on your skin
Like a knife to you
And you fumble
For a shadow A comforting smile
A voice without an image A tune that would want to shout
Very first time Very first time
Please, do come in.
May God be always in this house.
Josélia, the pilgrims have arrived!
May God be always in this house.
Brothers, welcome to our home.
It is small and modest but it's what we've got.
I've been taking in pilgrims for thirty years now.
And we've always all fitted in here, everything has gone well.
So, relax and make yourselves at home.
- Thank you, brother. - Thank you.
We are humble and used to staying in various homes,
always with humble folk.
I couldn't make it last year, my mother was ill.
This year, thank God, I'm very pleased to be here in my brothers' house.
You have taken us in other times.
I'd like to thank you again for taking us in.
You're most welcome.
Your pilgrimage is going well, isn't it?
It is, sister, but my feet are swollen.
- It's a long way to walk. - You're welcome to take your shoes off.
- Thank you sister. - You too, brother.
Thank you. My feet aren't swollen.
And your mother, is she well?
Yes, thank God, she's better, thank you.
- I'll just put this down. - Thank you.
Lord, bless this food we are about to eat.
That it help us do our duty in your praise.
And you, my dear, don't you want something to eat?
No, madam. Where's the bathroom?
Come with me, I'll show you.
Just a smidgeon.
- We can't. - We'd love to, but we can't.
Josélia, don't forget the photo album.
All right.
What about the walk?
Look, there's the bathroom, down the hall.
There's towels...
Call me if there's anything you need, okay?
Yes, sister. Thank you.
In Ponta Delgada today, five men from an organised crime ring
are on trial for drug trafficking.
All of the men have a professional involvement with nautical activities.
The first defendant to be heard in court
is the alleged leader of an international cocaine trafficking network.
The 53-year-old man, resident in Nazaré
denied having acquired the boat.
- Can I come in? - Go ahead, brother.
- May I? - Go ahead.
- Are you all comfortable? - Everything is fine, thank you.
I came here to give you this old rosary,
which belonged to an aunt of mine
who has since passed away and who was very religious.
And since it's our young brother's first ever pilgrimage,
I would very much like him to have it.
To firmly establish your faith.
Are there pilgrims with girls' skin, now?
Yes, sir, there are.
Thank you, but I can't accept it.
Don't deny me the satisfaction.
It was just a joke, young man.
Just a joke.
Or should I say, young lady?
Good night.
If there's anything you need, just say.
- Thank you. - Thank you, brother.
Good night.
Now and at the hour of our death.
Amen.
Hail Mary full of grace,
The Lord is with you.
Blessed are you among women,
and Blessed is the fruit
of your womb, Jesus.
It's marvellous. The sea is marvellous.
We've already been to the other islands.
We've been to Pico and Faial and were delighted.
I love travelling, for some time now.
It's good to get to know other countries, eat different things,
meet amazing people.
Don't you want to get away and see new things?
No, madam.
I'm sorry, madam, I don't really speak French.
That's ok, it's not language that takes you places.
It's the sea that takes you everywhere.
And above all, dreams. Dreams have no language.
It's true, just go, don't be afraid.
My mother told me a horrible story the other day.
What was it?
She said her grandmother,
my great grandmother,
when a new girl was born into the family,
they would burn her umbilical cord
in the kitchen oven.
So she'd know her place.
It's true.
Imagine that...
Rascals.
Grandma, look there!
It's an omen.
There's two more.
How's your mother?
She's well.
Working hard.
And your grandmother, how is she?
She's well. Looking after Simão.
And Telmo?
That's more complicated.
What about us?
What brings you here?
Is it a sin, to want?
To want what?
To want. Just to want.
Wanting isn't a sin.
Wanting something makes it happen.
It is God's will.
Because when I want, I want so much.
It doesn't fit here on the island.
But that's very good.
Have you sinned?
I don't think I know what sinning is.
God save you Mary
Lady of Mercy
God save you Mary
Lady of Mercy
I am happy because I came back
From this long march
I am happy because I came back
From this long march
I thank you, Our lady
In this hour of virtue
What is this on my feet?!
- Cátia. - Yes, love?
- Is this very long? - It's almost three kilometres.
From Sete Cidades to Mosteiros.
Guys, the dead woman used to roam these parts.
There he goes again.
I'm telling you. My mum said she came here before she died.
How did she die?
She killed herself, threw herself into the sea.
But people say she didn't quite die, so she comes round here.
Siena has seen her and everything!
More than once!
She is from the time when women were all covered up.
They were like ghosts.
Why did she throw herself into the sea?
Because her husband never let her leave the house.
- Fuck me! - What the fuck?
The battery's gone.
Follow your inner light, it's not that hard.
Right, I'll take the lead.
You're tough!
Can you help me take this off?
But who wears pants to the beach?
Done.
- Let's go. - Let's go.
Incredible!
Amaizing!
It's done.
Let's get out of here.
Come on!
Ana.
Have you seen the car?
The car?
I don't know about the car.
What about your brother?
Ana.
Do you know where your brother is?
No.
Ana, check the other side.
It's locked.
Telmo.
Telmo, the keys?
Where are the keys, Telmo?
Telmo.
What did I do wrong?
Where did I go wrong, my God?
Help me with your brother.
Get hold of his legs.
Bring my bag.
- Get my bag. - I've got it.
- Have you got it? - Yes.
Let's go.
Our father who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name
thy kingdom come, thy will be done
on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread
and forgive us our trespasses
as we forgive those that trespass against us
and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.
Hail Maria, full of grace, the Lord is with you.
Blessed art thou among women, and blessed is the fruit of your womb.
I can't see, here?
Go on, finish it.
- Where? - Here.
- Or do you want it tucked in? - I don't know.
Tucked in?
- Like this, right? - Yes.
Yeah, that's better.
Let me see.
It's to get the claws out.
It's great.
You put the cigarette next to my wig!
Your wig has hair loss.
It's like your pussy.
She only thinks about that!
Briana, your breasts!
- Godmother, I'm sorry. - You're not going out like that.
- I am so going out. - To the parade?
I can't go as a bride but she can go with her tits out?
If I have the tits, I should show them off.
If you've got it, flaunt it.
Right?
Is this okay, or do you want it fuller?
It's fine, isn't it?
Now I can go on to a different colour, right?
Orange.
You look just like an angel.
- Can I help? - Yes, dear.
Put a bit of green.
Don't get dirty.
Do you want to use this one, too?
So cute.
That one's very pretty.
It's so cute.
I'll put it in and you spread it.
This is disgraceful. Faggot!
- Get that off! - What are you doing to my son?
- Take it off! - What are you doing to my son?
Don't do that!
He's your son!
He's another of those faggots!
Calm down! Don't do this.
Fucking pansy! Go!
He's your son! Never forget that!
He's gay!
Faggot!
He won't go in the house dressed like that!
He doesn't come in. Neither do you!
You have no shame! Not in a procession!
You are just like him!
Let night come quickly
To assuage my desire
Let night come quickly
To cover you in kisses
Let night come quickly
To have you in my arms
Life without you is sad
After wanting you so much
You can't imagine my pain Knowing I had lost you
Never feeling your touch again
My days are madness
Not being at your side
That's why I long for the night For I know in my dreams
I can love you still
Let night come quickly
To assuage my desire
Let night come quickly
To dream about your kisses
Let night come quickly
To dream I'm in your arms.
Come on!
It's cold.
It'll get warmer.
What did you dream about?
I don't remember.
Was it good?
I think so.
Sometimes, I don't know what's good and what's bad.
Do you feel the same way?
Yes.
Come with me.
Hail, Holy Queen, Mother of Mercy, our life, our sweetness, and our hope.
To thee do we cry, banished children of Eve.
To thee do we send up our sighs.
Get out of here, blackness.
Leave this young one in peace.
Depart, Satan.
Go to the depths of hell.
Get out of here, demon!
Go!
Get out of here!
Angels,
Archangels,
Cherubim and Seraphim,
come help this child.
Mother in heaven
shed your light on this little one
and show him the way.
Cover this little one with your cloak,
teach him the path of goodness.
Hail, Holy Queen, Mother of Mercy,
our life, our sweetness, and our hope.
To thee do we cry, banished children of Eve.
To thee do we send up our sighs, weeping in this valley of tears.
Turn then, most gracious advocate, your eyes of mercy toward us,
and after this exile, show unto us Jesus,
the blessed fruit of thy womb.
O clement, O loving,
O sweet Virgin Mary.
Pray for us, Holy Mother of God,
So we may be worthy of Christ's vows.
Amen.
What power art thou?
Who from below
Hast made me rise?
Unwillingly and slow
From beds of everlasting snow
See'st thou not how stiff
And wondrous old
Far unfit to bear the bitter cold
I can scarcely move
Or draw my breath
I can scarcely move
Or draw my breath
Let me, let me
Freeze again
Let me, let me
Freeze again to death
Let me, let me
Freeze again to death
Time goest fast.
Next year you are here again. We celebrate what we miss.
You know it's true.
The time flies.
You have to think about your life out there.
You made it...
Here, on this island, you wouldn't achieve any of that.
You're securing your children's future.
We're always here to welcome you.
The island, always in the same sea, will never be gone.
It's not easy.
I know.
We can't command the heart, can we?
But nowadays everything's so much easier.
Flights are much cheaper to Canada.
Phone calls, too.
And there's the Internet, as well.
Really, we can't complain.
Well, maybe... Maybe we can!
Truth is, we're always complaining.
There's always something that doesn't seem right.
Always some dissatisfaction.
Life's complicated.
But sometimes, I wonder whether it isn't
the dissatisfaction that keeps us moving forward.
Something's missing, so we try to sort it.
Then something else is missing, so we fix that.
Then it's missing again, and we keep on going
until we've sorted it again.
It's a hell of a life.
Telmo!
Help me with this.
It's stuck.
Thank you.
Ana.
I'm ready, girl!
The sun's shining on my window today
And my heart
Grows sad beholding the city
Because you're going away
How every night I wake thinking of you
And on my watch I see the hours passing by
Because you're going away
All my promises of love will be gone with you
You'll forget me, you'll forget me
Today next to the train station, I will cry like a child
We're not going to cry.
A true nancy only cries glitter tears.
Welcome home!
Hey.
Hi bitch!
All my promises of love will be gone with you
You'll forget me...
Hello, how are you doing?
Let me present you Ana.