In love

I never thought I'd be in love like this. I never thought I could fall in love so easily,by a simple "hello" or by a few apparently casual conversations. I think about him all day long and all night long , I see him in my dreams . And he's not even here.
But being in love is the best feeling in life : makes you feel alive !

Paralela.

Am facut chestiuta asta si-anu' trecut sau acum doi ani. Devine interesant sa le pun paralel.


Cum te simti astăzi?

Katy Perry - E.T.

Vei ajunge departe în viaţă?

Kanye West - All of the lights

Cum te vad prietenii tai?
Les Elephantes Bizzares - The Boys - now that says a lot.

Te vei căsători vreodată?
Biffy Clyro - Many of horror

Care e melodia preferata a celui mai bun prieten?
Zob - Oficial exist

Care e povestea vieţii tale?
E.m.i.l. - Doi

Cum e in liceu?
Zob - cantec de dragoste


Cum poti avansa în viaţă?
Zob - Killer


Care e cel mai fain lucru la prietenii tăi?
E.m.i.l.- Cei care zambeste


Ce se preconizează pentru week-end?
A fine frenzy - Near to you


Ce cântec te descrie cel mai bine?
Zob - cine esti, cine sunt

Dar pe bunicii tăi?
Chet Baker - Just friends

Cum îţi merge în viaţă?
Zob - vrei altfel

Ce melodie îţi va cânta la înmormântare?
Les Elephantes Bizzares - Mushroom Girl
(Lady Gaga - Fashion - asta a fost data trecuta. epica.)

Cum te vede restul lumii?
E.m.i.l. -1000 de dorinte

Vei fii fericită?
Adele - Rolling in the deep

Ce cred prietenii cu adevărat despre tine?
Urma - Buy me with a coffee


Sunt persoane care te doresc în secret?
E.m.i.l. - Pisica

Cum să mă fericesc singur?
E.m.i.l. - Da,vrei

Ce ar trebui să faci cu viaţa ta?
Narcotic Sound - Danca Bonito ( weird choice,dar da,e la mine in playlist)

Have you ever been in love ?

“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”

Neil Gaiman

I need love

Maybe it's my fault for being lazy, for being such a coward. I am probably the most hideous person that has ever seen the light on the face of the earth . I am afraid of happiness and I don't fail to tell everyone around me that.
I'm sorry for being such a rock.

Stone cold

I am a block of ice in your arms;I'm stone cold and Edward Cullen would envy my restraint. You see me like a piece of would : heartless , cool, calculate and away from your access .You think I choose this ,instead of thinking that it has chosen me . You think that it is because your heat won't dare to reach me. But it's actually the other way around.
I realize that your presence ,though wanted so much, feels so overwhelming .


You see me cold and think that I don't care. But then again, I wish you would keep close to me

I wish you were a beautiful liar...

I always knew that truth should come first, that it is the way to heal and free the soul, to empower you . But truth brings deception , because it is the exact opposite of faith , he is cruel. Sometimes, lying is the best protective shield you could get. Sometimes,embracing the truth is the best solution: giving you power and strength , cuddling you like no other .
I wish you were a beautiful liar, whose lies would not hurt a piece of me .

Wrong

Ceva e gresit cu mine . Cred ca s-a stricat vreun mecanism d-ala mic si greu de observat pe undeva prin interior . Si ca sa-l repar , inca nu stiu unde sa umblu . Ma gandeam ca e pe undeva pe la vreo sinapsa , s-o fi ars vreun circuit intern al creierului . Probabil am probleme cu hipocampul sau am leziuni mari ale substantei albe sau diferente in metabolismul cerebral . Sau poate toate trei si sufar de anhedonism . Ceea ce ar fi grav , pentru ca nu as simti nimic , deci n-as putea simti nimic pentru nimeni . Chestie total neadevarata . Si m-am gandit ca poate e ceva la nivelul inimii , poate s-au incurcat niste vene intre ele , sau au gresit intrarile in atrii si ventriculi . Poate ca e la fel ca bombe : in loc sa intre firul rosu in lacasul pentru firul rosu , a intrat in cel pentru firul albastru. Sau poate e vorba doar de oxigen . Ca orice ar fi , nu merge fara oxigen . Nu merge nici creierul , nu merge nici inima . Poate e contaminat aerul in care traiesc . Poate il contamineaza cineva prin prezenta sa , sau poate pur si simplu il contaminez eu prin negativism , pe care Dumnezeu cu mila de unde l-am mai scos. Si acum ce fac ? Pot iubi pe oricine ... iar pe el ... pe el il am intr-o categorie speciala , aia in care ii pui pe cei care te iubesc , iar pe care tu nu stii decat sa ii dezamagesti. Si cand ii dezamagesti , parca 1000 de cutite te sfasie pe interior. Si nu inseamna asta iubire ? Poate sunt totusi inca mica si nu imi pot da seama , numai ca doare prea tare cand ma abtin sa-i zic ca-l iubesc , pentru ca am frica sa nu cumva sa nu fie adevarat si sa-l mint, sa-l fac sa creada ca sunt numai a lui , iar asta sa se schimbe si el sa ramana cu iluziile .
Problema e a mea, numai a mea. Trebuie sa umblu la circuite .