"You have three walls of protection and one of sarcasm around you. Sometimes you should cut the bullshit!" - the things you said to me in mid autumn craze. You never realize how shielded you are until someone points it out to you. Points out how crazy you are in fact and how much you are in need for someone to save you I told you that I don't know how I got like this. I told you that sometimes I try to say somethings but they will always get stuck at the bottom of my neck. I told you all these stuff and I believed some of them . Until the point you told me that I am full of bullshit. And I believed that this couldn't possible be true because even though I lie to those around me I would never lie to myself. I would never lie about my happiness and I would never lie to myself about my sadness.. Little did I know that most of all I lied to myself. Because in the process of making the people around me believe my fake feelings I fooled myself included up until the...
Love is just a word until someone comes along and gives it meaning. ~ Anonymous I've never considered love as such a difficult thing to feel I've never though that saying three words to someone will have such a heavy meaning and if i were to scale them they would be heavier than the sun and they make holes in our hearts and would leave us mute and silenced
E noapte iar ... O noapte uscata si torida ca toate celelalte de pana acum . E o atmosfera fara vant . Imi displace o noapte fara adieri racoroase . Pamantul e insetat si fantana e seaca . Mi-e inca in fire sa arunc cu pietre in fantana si sa aud un clipocit atat de cunoscut mie si totusi astazi piatra s-a izbit doar de un ecou uscat , parca tipand dupa apa . "-Apa!" Vant , apa , pietre , fantana si galeata albastra ... Intotdeauna revin la galeata albastra care statea in mijlocul holului cu un singur bec ars , intotdeauna asediat de insectele noptii ... si totusi de unde venea lumina? Nimic nu se afla imprejurul galetii albastre . Ma intreb de ce oare? -De ce e importanta galeata albastra ? Fie prima amintire , fie ultima galeata era tot albastra . Eram eu si o galeata albastra pe un hol al carui iluminare era si inca imi este necunoscuta . -Si de ce e asa fascinanta galeata? E goala.... sau nu...nu e goala.. Era cu apa .. -Ahh! Cum...
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