I accept your invitation..

"Amintire cu miros de farmacie curată"

You`ll know it`s for the best...

"Doar pe jumatate, asa cum s-a si intamplat"

BABY DON`T WORRY, YOU KNOW THAT YOU GOT ME

Just another perfect day

To fade away...


My mind slips further from what`s real..

I am ready

You need to take a look here. :)

This is super cool !

Might seem as simple information for some, but i find it extraordinary, and i`ve just discovered it.

It`s all wrong.

Wishing that life wouldn`t have to put  you through some hurtful experiences doesn`t prevent it.
We know that at some point, everything has an ending: a great day, a beautiful dream, a great song, a good relationship, a friendship, and at last life.

It`s wrong. But you can`t stop it from happening. You just sit there and watch it happen. The whole process of it. Helplessly.

Mi-e drag.

  "E prost. Nu stie ca-l vad numai si numai pe el.

-Dar bine, de ce?

-Fiindca mi-e drag.

-De ce ti-e drag tocmai de el?

-Asa s-a intamplat. Intr-o zi nu stiu cum parca s-a raspandit in fiinta mea intreaga o mireasma imbatatoare si dulce. Un nume a inceput sa mi se plimbe in minte, prin suflet, pe buze. Un singur nume, al lui. Nu, nu stiu ce s-a intamplat, poate ca stie el. El stie tot…

-Si tu ce stii?

-Il iubesc.

- Si toata ziua ce faci?

-Il astept. "

* Am gasit citatul asta undeva pe net. Si imi merge la suflet.
Am citit cartea, acum mult, mult timp, cand aveam vreo 13 ani.. cred. Nu a facut mult sens atunci. Aproape nimic concret nu-mi aminteam din ea. Citatul insa, face toata cartea... vietii mele, Mirona, de Cella Serghi.

La Douleur Exquise

So this `Garbage` song, played into my headsets today randomly and it made me think about all the times that i felt these strong emotions and i`ve wished for anyone or someone in particular to be able to feel or perceive the exact same thing just like i was. "Just like me.."

And i still  feel sometimes like i need you and i want YOU to maybe wake up one morning and look at yourself, and see what i see when i wake up and look at myself in the morning. And think the exact same thing about yourself as i do; and feel the exact same thing that i feel, and think about what i`m thinking and miss precisely what i`m missing, and need the things and the people that i need everyday.

I don`t want you to be me-as i am, i want you to see yourself exactly as i see myself- with the same vulnerabilities, same fears, same hurt, same pain, same happiness, same drive, same feeling of lust, love, grief and mourning or silliness.

If everyone should be able at least once in their lifetime to experience what other people feel about themselves, maybe this world wouldn`t be so f-ed up and we wouldn`t come to  destroy one another as much..

*YOU SHOULD SEE MY SCARS*

You and I