I could have lied

"... There must be something in the way I feel
That she doesn't want me to feel
The stare she bears cut me
I don't care
You see so what if I bleed...

I could never change
Just what I feel
My face will never show what is not real

A mountain never seems to have
The need to speak
A look that shares so many seek
The sweetest feeling
I got from you
The things I said to you were true


I could have lied I'm such a fool
My eyes could never, never, never keep their cool
Showed her and I told her how
She struck me but I'm fucked up now

But now she's gone yes she's gone away
A soulful song
That would not stay
You see she hides 'cause she is scared
But I don't care
I won't be spared..."





"I'm an ocean in your bedroom
Make you feel warm
Make you wanna re-assume
Now we know it all for sure

I'm a dance hall dirty breakbeat
Make the snow fall up from underneath your feet
Not alone, I'll be there
Tell me when you want to go


I'm a meth lab first rehab
Take it all off
And step inside the running cab
There's a love that knows the way

I'm the rainbow in your jail cell
All the memories of everything you've ever smelled
Not alone, I'll be there
Tell me when you want to go..."

:)

:) I've met a boy...someday you'll meet a tall, beautiful stranger :)

Vreau o dragoste curata. Atat. And he smells like freedom and voyages. He is french and he speaks the romanian "essential" : " dezbraca-te femeie, imediat!". Bien evidemment que l-am insultat prima oara cand mi-a spus asta dar a avut charm-ul lui. Apoi a tinut neaparat sa ne revedem si a fost foarte dezamagit cand i-am spus ca are numai un punct pentru ca mi-a tinut haina cand m-am imbracat si pentru ca mi-a deschis usa barului. Iar la plecare mi-a aratat neaparat blocul unde sta...en cas où... :) si a trebuit sa plece doar cu o intalnire saptamana viitoare si cu o promisiune de numar de telefon.

E ciudata lumea in care traim. Si cum se schimba perceptia unei intalniri cand nu mai avem 18 ani. Nici macar nu se mai pune problema virginita
Dar sa va spun eu ce nu se schimba : fluturii din stomac si picioarele de gelatina :) And it feels good, it feels right because it's been a while... Si ranile se vindeca, iertam, uitam si trecem mai departe. So, yes, I am nervous I can't wait for the next Tuesday. Sper din tot sufletul ca de data asta nu o sa ma auto-sabotez!

fly away

Yey, încă o zi și ajungi aici, in a big jet plane!

Fericire, fericire, fericire. Fericirea-i un lucru mărunt, e o aripă care vibrează, fericirea-i un lucru mărunt, un pitic ce dansează.

Vacanță, vacanță, vacanță, dar mai sunt 5 săptămâni până la vacanță. Și un teanc mare de dosare pe biroul meu care trebuie să fie gata până mâine.

Așa că off to work I go.

Pe mâine!