…but I do keep on smiling! :)

I wish I had a grandma’ to tell me this…

You know what? I should have done this loooooong time ago!

I do am better off alone and conscient, than always fantasizing about something that’s never actually gonna happen somewhere else than inside my mind.

I do saw all those catches…I did saw the signs…but I was hanging up on something that wasn’t actually there…

Isn’t it FUCKIN ironic????

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Hai, mai stai unpic în fața geamului deschis. Ce dacă e șapte dimineața și n-ai dormit deloc, iar…, ce dacă e frig afară, și e totul atât de mohorât…? Bea-ți liniștită și ultima gură de lapte rece din cană, că abia ți-ai terminat țigara…știi că gustul de țigară dimineața îți aduce iar aminte. Nu-i nimic…te bagi în pat curând și-ți vei spune somn ușor. Măcar de-ar fii așa ușor…

Și dacă ramuri bat în geam

și se cutremur plopii,

e ca în minte să te am

dar să nu mă mai apropii.

Beauty

23/03/2010

Who said beauty is beautiful?

Beauty is fuckin dangerous!

So far, it only caused me trouble…..cause I fall for it every single time!

Just run from it…unless u like gettin into trouble…unless u can handle trouble.

U see, when u hunt for something that everyone is hunting, u have serious competition. And u might be kind, and sincerely thoughtful…but the competition…is way wicked! U must play the game like no other.

U see it, u like it, u slowly fall into it…and u end up by fallin in love with it.

And that’s the moment u start gettin fucked up.

Call me crazy, call me psycho(because I am!), but don’t fall inlove to easy !

And now I’m contradicting myself….cause not too long ago I was shouting out loud: “Damn feels right to fall inlove fast and be pasionate like crazy…makes you feel alive!”   Yeah…apprendice, you must now learn your lesson: ” It makes you feel alive, but you’ll surely want to die when the spell goes away…”

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Prea şmecheri !

Thank you !

07/03/2010

how bout getting off these antibiotics
how bout stopping eating when I’m full up
how bout them transparent dangling carrots
how bout that ever elusive kudo

thank you india
thank you terror
thank you disillusionment
thank you frailty
thank you consequence
thank you thank you silence

how bout me not blaming you for everything
how bout me enjoying the moment for once
how bout how good it feels to finally forgive you
how bout grieving it all one at a time

thank you india
thank you terror
thank you disillusionment
thank you frailty
thank you consequence
thank you thank you silence

the moment I let go of it was the moment
I got more than I could handle
the moment I jumped off of it
was the moment I touched down

how bout no longer being masochistic
how bout remembering your divinity
how bout unabashedly bawling your eyes out
how bout not equating death with stopping

thank you india
thank you providence
thank you disillusionment
thank you nothingness
thank you clarity
thank you thank you silence