STIU

stiu ca nu o sa mi creasca aripi sa zbor niciodata, asa ca am inceput sa sper ca intr-o buna dimineata ma voi trezi si intinzandu-ma in loc de maini am crengute si frunze si boboci de flori. si pe ramuri canta pasari cip cirip. si ma gadila furnicile. ma bate vandul. tremur si fosnesc si ma clatin. si sunt acasa. o sa raman in locu asta toata viata. si in fiecare primavara o sa infloresc si o sa-mi creasca frunze. iar toamna o sa ma inrosesc si o sa ma scutur.

iar la poalele mele e o fetita. ma strange in brate:)

unu e aproape zero

m-as trezi langa zambetu lui eva green o viata si inca una. dar mai degraba m-as trezi langa privirea ta care ma iubeste. o mai vad cateodata in vreo poza sau imi amintesc cu diferite ocazii. ma intreb daca ma mai iubesti cu acelasi zambet sau cu aceeasi ochi. cica prima iubirea nu dureaza niciodata. ma rog, dureaza cat sa o re/negi/greti stiu sigur. sunt in expectativa. sunt in expectativa lui dumnezeu. cel facator de mircole. sau in expectativa realitatii. sunt fericita. dar in seara asta m-am simtit obosita. subit, extrem. de parca tot ce simt zi de zi fac respir nu e al meu si joc un rol al altcuiva care nu sunt eu.

dar de fapt noi suntem cine vrem sa fi. cu greselile de rigoare. acum e bine. imi bate ploaia in geam.

 

s-a oprit.

rabdarea mea a fugit in seara asta, dar presimt ca maine vine inapoi. nu are unde sa se duca. si o sa si ploua iarasi.

il caut pe acasa si nu l gasesc de mult.

mai bine ma duc in padure…:)

zanakay

 

There is something about a naked man that strips him of his dignity.

A naked man can’t put on aires. Imagine a naked politician at a rally. A naked boss…A naked priest.Difficult and awkward yes?It goes a long way to show how far how far we’ve gone to derail ourselves. We are what we are not. We seem to find a way of spoiling the soup. The ecosystem is one great example of how human stupidity can turn things upside down,and we go on to hold grand ceremonies and award prizes to those whose efforts to ‘return to roots’, seem formidable.

 

We destroy countries, bomb them flat then later play heroes by rebuilding them and pompous food schemes. We’ve made a sport out of the planet. One big Olympic stadium I must say.

A rhinoceros doesn’t need an Armani suit to mark its territory. Nor does it need a…

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proper stranger

just my days lately

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JwAPFbQVMgs

Nobody Gives Anymore

1. Nu exista evolutie fara schimbare. Deci e necesar ca oamenii sa se schimbe.

2. Cum faci pe cineva sa te inteleaga, cand el doar aude?

Nobody listens and no one will understand.

and the living is easy

eram cu ea la un prieten. fusesem toti 4 in parc si am jucat tenis. ei ii placea de acest amic al meu. reciproca era valabila. eram prietene bune de ceva vreme. in parc, ne-a prins o ploaie teribila de vara, care ne-a udat leoarca si apoi am plecat spre adapost. la el. ne-am prajit un pic capusoarele cu ce mai era acolo, ne am schimbat in haine uscate, nu stiu daca in ordinea asta sau in acelasi timp. dupa care… acuma nu te astepta la ceva coerent. probabil am stins niste bere, ne-am jucat cu camera de lui de fotografiat, ne-am intins cracii pe balcon, si priveam in gol cerul, orasul, uneori avioanele ce taiau orizontul si cam atat. dupa atatea evenimente istovitoare (tenisploaiealergatuscatimbracatfumatbenoclatlacerascultatmuzicatrancanitetc) am ramas cu ea si cu el. pe el il stiam din liceu. era un fel de frate mai mare cu care nu ma asemanam in multe dar ne intelegeam bine. un fel de we agreed to disagree.

si uite asa stateam noi intinsi in pat. el.ea.eu.el probabil citea, iar noi probabil vorbeam, sau fixam tavanul. sau cine stie? posibilitatile sunt infinite.

cert e ca eu ma gandeam la un singur lucru. voiam sa o sarut. nu te precipita, ca nu intr-acolo se indreapta povestire. nu m-am apropiat de ea si nu i-am mangaiat fata incetisor, si nu mi-am lipit buzele de ale ei.

In schimb am ramas cu ochii atintiti in tavan, cu mainile sub cap, felicitandu-ma pt lasitatea de care dadeam dovada, pt ca… la urma urmei nu e frumos sa te pupi su sora fostului tau prieten.

<3

ne futem,

apoi eu ma pis, si el se spala pe maini

el se pisa, eu ma spal pe  dinti,

el se spala pe dinti, eu ma cac.

la ce is bune usile?

i think too much, but not enough

I’m not blind

If I could keep you for a lifetime, I surely would. but you’re not a toy I choose to keep, and by some unfortunate mistake, you are a person, and not my own. I’m not blind. I see. How someday you’ll just run from me. Cause that’s how you’re built. If not a bond you feel, it’ll be for the sake of change. Chaaaaaange! It just sounds sooo right.You’re not a dog I can choose to leash. You’ll run. You’ll need to be experienced, that’s how you’ll say. You don’t know just how it can taste, and how it’ll grow in you some monster that you feed – from the outside, in! Sure you’ll get better with experience, if better is another word for worse. We are, we are, we’re gettin’ better. At being cold and lost and lust. Ooooh! Luuust! You’ll be -in time- nothing like what you are now. Cause time hurts! It hurts the body, hurts the mind, and hurts the soul. Yeah baby, hurts your soul. You don’t always regenerate. And by the time I die, I’ll feel like never knowing you. What we don’t love, we just forget. What we have now, we never meet. And who we are, we lose. Somewhere between birth and death, we change and we forget to love back those who love us the most. When I first loved, Geeee! how that was. Hangin’ to the fella’ like he was mom. Or even air! And when you’ll go, I’ll never be this fool again. cause I’ll forget ’bout love and crap. And someone, someday will come to me, it’ll be his high time, and he’ll grab me. I’ll go along.What’s there to say? Life has this flow, the flow will get me. But nevermind, life is so silly.

Alike a pill to cure the illness inside me. Hey, now I’m fine. And after all, I have this monster inside -oh, yeah! me, too!- who lets go of things from time to time. Meanwhile, I’ll hang on to you. You are so much my cup of tea, I wouldn’t leave this party, but you can go, cause I’m the same as you. Afraid of people. And I’m gonna get good, too. At getting colder, lost and lust. Ooooh, what we will have lost.

Meanwhile, I sure do care a lot for you.

You

You better check yo self before you wreck yo self

a mai trecut o viata

dand inapoi un pic, mi-e stomacul un bolovan rece inghetat acru si amar in acelasi timp, la fel ca ochii tai, ba verzi, ba albastri, ba azi, ba ieri. si toate lucrurile marunte banale sunt pedepse capitale. cand dimineata venea doar ca sa derulez aceleasi ganduri. oricand taioase.

ma gandesc cateodata ca acuma visez. e bine sa ti fie bine. la fel cum e bine sa nu mai fumezi o perioada. ajungi in fata ta si ti se pare ca vezi pe cineva strain dar te bucuri ca v-ati vazut. poate stai toata viata cu mine, si ne bem cafea amandoua dimineata toata ziua 🙂 bun? iar daca tie-ti place cu lapte, asa sa fie!

imi mai aduc aminte. eram tot eu.
azi ca si atunci… ce vreau e atat de simlu

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