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-You bear the salty kiss of someone else!
-…
-…
-Primeste-ma!
-…
-Stiu ca e mai greu la inceput…
-Sunt sarata si amara.
-Nu mai mult decat…
-Si tulbure!
-Dar calma…
-Poate!
-Vreau sa dorm in tine…
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-Ma primesti?
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-Azi esti furioasa. Ma urasti.
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-Fa-mi loc. Nu ma poti refuza!

-Pentru ca ai venit fara sa iti dau voie nu vei avea parte de liniste…
-Mother!
-Ai uitat!
-Adu-mi aminte!
-Ai venit cu inima indoita…si mi-ai privit fata cenusie cu teama si scarba. Prima atingere ti-a strans carnea.
-Iarta-ma. Doar…doar am vrut inapoi…
-Ce vrei de la mine?
-Stii prea bine…
-?!
-Liniste…pace…ceva ce pana si tie iti lipseste in ultima vreme.
-Ai adus furtuni cu tine. Ai rasturnat mersul lumii.
-Exagerezi, o stii prea bine.
-Te-ai rupt…asta e ceea ce conteaza. De mine, de toti. De ce ma cauti acum?
-Sunt tot a ta. Oricat de departe as merge, oricat de mult as lipsi.
-Si?
-Am nevoie de tine.
-Poftim?! Pentru ce?
-Fara tine…nu pot privi in adancurile-mi intunecate.
-S-au intunecat atat de mult?
-Tu sa-mi spui!
-Vino…

-You’re back!
-I told you I would!
-Yes, you promised…
-No, I only said I will return. I didn’t promise anything. It was someone else’s promise. And I simply knew…they’ll respect that. I just knew I had to come back…one way or another.
-Thank you.
-For what?
-Nothing…just coming back.
-Don’t. I didn’t come for you. I came back for me.
-May I embrace you?
-Completely…

-Why don’t you let me? You’re scared…
-Too rough…too crazy…I’m scared.
-…of me?
-…with your winds and waves…
-…and depths…?
-…and tremble…
-sway…
-lost…
-misery…
-fear…
-distant…Your sea was distant.
-My sea was distant…
-How is it?
-Calm…
-Peaceful?
-Peace of the unborn child…
-Peace of the deads…
-I miss that.
-I can do that!
-No, you can’t. You’re too strong…too great…to powerful.
-I can be still…
-Stillness wasn’t made for you. You weren’t made for it.
-Then what is to be done?
-Nothing…I’ll just…get used to it…for a while…I’ll try to!
-Why?
-Just…to try you…
-Try me?
-Feel you…something different.
-…
-Hey!…
-You’ll leave, I can tell.
-Of course, I’ve already told you that.
-Will you come back?
-I don’t know…
-Is that a „no”?
-No. It’s an „I don’t know!”
-Ok. I’ll wait, you know…
-Shhh…Just let me drown into you for a second…loose myself…
-Trust me, I’ll catch you!
-Just give me time…to trust you…

-I’ll miss you…
-….

Well…azi a fost o zi cam trista…nu stiu de ce… numa vesti proaste…
Ucrainienii mai au in pic si raman in istorie ca aia cu accidentele…apoi tanti Zina… si alte maruntisuri ale vietii mele…care nu prea conteaza acum…
Am vrut sa citesc un banc, dar erau toate sadice si morbide….
Am vrut sa vad un filmulet comic de la Pixar, dar am gasit doar lucruri serioase si triste…
Kiwi!…ala le-a intrecut pe toate… In fond, asta e viata…Visezi, iti construiesti cu greu visul, te bucuri de el…si apoi…
Va las doua gasite pe youtube…doar linkuri, ca sa le vada doar cine vrea intr-adevar sa le vada… unii le stiu…Va avertizez ca sunt superbe, dar …

YouTube – pixar-delivery
YouTube – Kiwi

Enjoy!

Ivan e rabdator cu oamenii. Mai mult tace…si cand spune ceva iti da impresia ca nu poate vorbi mai tare decat o face. Si totusi, atitudinea sa e mereu aceeasi. Frazele lui denota siguranta si incredere in sine… in tot ceea ce-l defineste. N-a vrut ciocolata. N-a vrut tiramisu. N-a fost greu sa ii convinga sa ia altceva. Nu-i plac prajiturile. Pentru el o zi de nastere inseamna o placinta de varza cu o lumanare imensa in mijloc. Probabil si votca, dar aici nu comenteaza. Toti au ras. Da, placinta cu varza…a to-do-before-you-die thing… El e serios. Nimeni nu intelege…

pic pic mic…
poezii pentru copii
micsunele
harbuz copt

cuvinte care vindeca
suprarealism
un tei pe lapusneanu
sau castan…
cui ii pasa?

maruntis
miros de ploaie
uscata

***tot aici ajung, oricat de mult m-as stradui sa pornesc in alta directie…

Angel, angel or so
Wherever you may go
Yeah...
I'll follow
Wherever you may go:

And always will I be there
Shake worries from your hair
Yeah...
I'll be there
Always:

Angel, angel or so
Wherever you may go
Yeah...
I'll follow
Wherever you may go:

You're my angel in the snow...
When you're trying your best but you don't succeed
When you get what you want but not what you need
When you feel so tired but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse

And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

And high up above or down below
When you're too in love to let it go
But if you never try you'll never know
Just what you're worth

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

Tears stream down your face
when you lose something you cannot replace
Tears stream down your face
And I

Tears stream down your face
I promise you I will learn from my mistakes
Tears stream down your face
And I

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

Acum am chef sa apas pe taste…randomly…pur si simplu…sa mazgalesc cu cerneala electronica, cum ii spune Claudia. Imi vine in minte exemplul cu maimutele si sonetele lui Shakespeare, dar faza e fumata. Overrated, I’d say…Oricum, nu am atata timp sa fac asta…si nici vreo sansa sa mai scriu ceva genial. Creieru meu…dus pe apa Sambetei in momentu asta. Scriu din plictiseala. Scriu pentru ca aveam o groaza de lucruri de facut azi si n-am apucat sa le termin si nici nu am vreo tragere de inima. Scriu pentru ca azi am ajuns sa am chef de wiki, nu s-a mai intamplat de mult, dar am constatat ca mai am mult de invatat pana sa ajung sa explic altora…

Am epuizat si comic strips cu Garfield azi…de Dilbert n-aveam chef…ar fi fost deprimant.
Ahh, de ce am scris 13? Nush, mi se rupe de zilele astea cu ghinion.I only believe in crazy days. Daca aveam fizica azi…ahh, da…Intr-un an aveam fizica vinerea. Da, as fi dat lucrare. Si as fi avut impresia ca am realizat ceva. Sau nu.

Ar trebui sa scriu ceva mai interesant, dar am devenit groaznic de siropoasa lately. Si stiu si cine e de vina. (Se simte careva cu musca pe caciula?…Sper ca nu…) E week-end acus. Thank God!

„Trebuie un alt program, mai puţin straniu, mai apropiat de crusta concretului…”

Gata! Mi-am gasit si vindecarea!!

No more waiting…no more hoping…no more nothing. Everything that needs to come will come. It won’t hit me…It won’t even touch me. I’ll just stand there watching. Balonia is far away. You don’t live there either. You just dream there. So much, that you forget what’s around you. You forget, or maybe you never knew…who I am…One day it will hit you. Will you be able to take it? Cause it’s gonna hurt both of us. Sometimes I wish I could live in that little perfect world of yours too…but…it’s just not me…I can’t be blind. I slipped for a while…into that catchy sight…and I started dreaming as well, believing that this time it would actually come true. Dreams are exactly what they are. Nothing more but dreams…I need some regrouping…

Trage storurile, jaluzelele…tot…lasa soarele afara. Fa semi-intuneric dulce si racoros, fara timp, fara margini. Lasa-ma sa adorm aici…un minut, un ceas, o ora, o zi…sau poate doua. Nu ma privi, nu vreau sa te simt. Stiu ca esti aici. Lasa-mi doar somnul intr-o camera straina, fara stapan, fara personalitate. Vreau cascaval cu rosii si ceai de menta cand ma trezesc. Si dupa ce ma plictisesc promit ca imi tarai pasii spre plaja…dar nu la ora la care trebuie, nu atunci cand vrei tu…N-am mai facut de multa vreme asta…Mi-e prea dor…miros de sare amara si nisip…si nici o graba…avem timp…

***who can give me that again?***

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