Prea multe tigari
prea multi nervi
prea multa cola
prea putin din toate cate se cer
muzica data la maxim
ce-ti omoara demonii iti mai da o zi in plus
si ce frumos stiam sa fug, cu cata gratie, cu cata agilitate..
I hate Monday…
Snow Patrol – Open your eyes
Cand ploua, printesele se ascund. Isi ascund magia departe de lume. Isi lasa deoparte rochiile de bal, coroanele de aur si o zana buna care sa le preamareasca destinul fericit.
Ele nu mai cred in Feti-Frumosi. I-au lasat in poveste, cu calul lor alb cu tot. S-au saturat de dorinta lor obsesiva sa se bata cu toti zmeii, sa cucereasca toate taramurile, sa-si demonstreze pentru a mia oara barbatia. Le-au dat jos straiele de aur si au descoperit niste barbati obisnuiti, cu orgolii si frustrari si capacitatea de a gresi.
Iar ele s-au saturat de rochiile alea imense si incomode, de obligatii, de traditie, de obiceiuri bune si obedienta.
S-au dus sa munceasca.
Fumeaza.
Poarta pijamale.
Stau in pat, cu laptopul in brate, fumeaza, injura si scriu pe blog.
Morcheeba – Enjoy the ride
” With the moonlight to guide you
Feel the joy of being alive
The day that you stop running
Is the day that you arrive
And the night that you got locked in
Was the time to decide
Stop chasing shadows
Just enjoy the ride”
I keep wondering what changed me. What moved me. What turned me around.
It’s still my own battle with myself.
Still here. Wonder for how long, this time…
Amy Winehouse – Love is a losing game
“Played out by the band
Love is a losing hand
More than I could stand
Love is a losing hand
Self professed… profound
Till the chips were down
…know you’re a gambling man
Love is a losing hand…”
Somehow, it’s like a song that nobody hears. Maybe it doesn’t matter. Or maybe it’s just different…
Keeps playing in my ear, hopefully I’ll eventually believe it.
Alicia Keys – A woman’s worth
Un alt scenariu de zi cu zi. Peisajul se schimba, desi elementele sunt aceleasi..
Te uiti in oglina. Tii capul sus, caci asta esti. Privirea se intuneca. Caci asta esti…
Blandetea aia din privire apare rar. De ocazie, asa. Lasi pe fiecare sa vada in tine exact ce vrea. Nu-ti pasa. Confirmarile sunt efemere si overrated. Cei care conteaza n-au nevoie nici macar de o grimasa pe fata ta ca sa stie ceva. Nici de o alta privire. Nici de un alt zambet. Nici tu n-ai nevoie, for that matter.
Putine lucruri te mai misca. Prea rar te mai impresioneaza. Putine mai dor…
Cateva cicatrici doar. On the inside, so you can always remember…
2Pac – letter to my unborn child
All in the blood. All in the veins. All in the head. The heart obeys.
Think it. Know it. So simple.
The Prodigy – Voodoo people
A bit sleepy.
“Mai ai rabdare un pic”… cine a inventat treaba asta urata cu asteptatul?…
Ultima luna a fost o continua silentio stampa. On the inside, as usual.
I’ll miss my place at the window when I’m gone.
Multumim Blondei pentru ipod.
Noapte buna!
Snow Patrol- Chasing cars
“If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?”
