Saturday, October 09, 2010

RUPT


And our lives are forever changed
We will never be the same
The more you change the less you feel
Believe, believe in me, believe
That life can change, that you're not stuck in vain
We're not the same, we're different tonight
Tonight, so bright

Monday, September 06, 2010

Opening montage

And I just can't keep living this way

So starting today, I'm breaking out of this cage

I'm standing up, Imma face my demons

I'm manning up, Imma hold my ground

I've had enough, now I'm so fed up

Time to put my life back together right now



Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Sometimes

Sometimes we start over
And go solo
We're looking for
That summer home
Beside the sea
And for the future

...

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

I'm a stitch away

.. from making it.

Drunk as hell, I wrote this in MS Word so it could make the text good.

Heard our song today.

Felt bad.

Heard it again.

Felt even worse.

Got drunk.

Got happy.

The misery around me made me think.

I'm a stitch away from making it.

And a scar away from falling apart.

I do not feel.

I drink.

"a while ago, when everything was fine"

I loved you. I really did. All the dreams, all the feelings, all the talking ..

Misery.

Alcohol.

My one and only.

I believed we could overcome the odds. To be my girl. To love me. No matter how.

To have my kids. To care and protect you for ever.

But you never wanted any of these.

You never really wanted a future.

You simply waited for the end, never fighting to make it go away.

Woke up.

Lost a headset thing.

Dreamed about being happy.

But not.

Would suicide make it better ?

He considered it.

Several times.

Took the knife.

But something stopped him.

What ?

He never knew.

Something.

He promised himself never to take his own life.

Still, nothing was good.

Everything went bad.

So bad.

He wanted to cut it loose.

For good.

He feared his unknown side.

What will happen ?

He needs someone to care for him.

All the girls he met after never really cared for him.

Or they were simply whores.

Why him ?

Why did alcohol stopped being his defense ?

Peace, all what he wanted.

He lost it.

I love you alcohol.

Even if it means dying before my time.

I lost all hope.

Dreams.

Me.

Numb.

Damn ..

I'm a stitch away

Monday, April 19, 2010

Question

If you don't care, why should I ?

These streets will make you feel brand new

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

TV

'mias- pulan mamele voastre

a 2-a zi inlucluj. mort dea beat.

ma fut ni voi de boarfe.'

orice fata decente a icnevetat sa mai existe

sa va fut

un televizor instisn. negru. imaginea viitorului.

stii, te-ais instrainta de noi

stiu, da'ian beau, asta am reusit

why do you have feelings for you ?

itnro zi o sa fie mai bine

what is the purpose of your visit ?

welcome to the US

nezaii vostirii, miam piedut tinereatea si fiicatu pe voi

fumam ?

bem io bere /

cinei ala /

eu

ahaahha, ce tare esit, o sami fie doir de tine

mie nu mi dor de mineeenee

pulLA MEA

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

O bere, te rog !

* sunt la cluj de 19 zile. 14 am chefuit

* in 12 m-am imbatat

* cand ma trezesc din betie, am un sentiment de vinovatie (mai nou). De ce ?

* oare cat mai tine chefu' ?

Saturday, February 13, 2010

Captaincy 2

It at all ends next week. Forever.