guilty pleasures

vreau sa incep sa postez unele dintre persoanele cele mai valoroase ale culturii, lumii care m-au impresionat recent. ce face plictiseala de-a 12a din om...

portraits- by Albert Watson

it may have been

long time... so many happened and i just can't figure out why i'm so blurred? like never before...
my lust for life is wow'ing me every second after.
one minute i'm in and the next one i found myself bored, wondering, wishing...
i've seen- touched-felt perfection! wonder why,how come or the most logical of them all, why it didn't last? i've stopped asking myself that question... it makes you wanna die!
i entomb myself in memories, music, and thoughts
and once and for all, i cannot stop wondering why... although i so fucking know the answer!

dearest leonard...

A Thousand Kisses Deep

"You came to me this morning
And you handled me like meat
You'd have to be a man to know
How good that feels, how sweet
My mirror twin, my next of kin
I'd know you in my sleep.
And who but you would take me in
A thousand kisses deep?

I loved you when you opened
Like a lily to the heat
You see, I'm just another snowman
Standing in the rain and sleet
Who loved you with his frozen love
His second-hand physique
With all he is, and all he was
A thousand kisses deep.

I know you had to lie to me
I know you had to cheat
To pose all hot and high
Behind The veils of sheer deceit
Our perfect porn aristocrat
So elegant and cheap
I'm old but I'm still into that
A thousand kisses deep.

I'm good at love, I'm good at hate
It's in between I freeze
Been working out, but it's too late
It's been too late for years
But you look good, you really do
They love you on the street
If you were here, I'd kneel for you
A thousand kisses deep.

The Autumn moved across your skin
Got something in my eye
A light that doesn't need to live
And doesn't need to die
A riddle in the book of love
Obscure and obsolete
Til witnessed here in time and blood
A thousand kisses deep.

And Im still working with the wine
Still dancing cheek to cheek
The band is playing Auld Lang Syne
But the heart will not retreat
I ran with Diz, I sang with Ray
I never had their sweep
But once or twice they let me play
A thousand kisses deep.

I loved you when you opened
Like a lily to the heat
You see, I´m just another snowman
Standing in the rain and sleet
Who loved you with his frozen love
His second-hand physique
With all he is, and all he was
A thousand kisses deep.

But you dont need to hear me now
And every word I speak
It counts against me anyhow
A thousand kisses deep."

just

mistakes, stupid things that can ruin everything, one single moment of insanity, one, two or maybe to many beers. no lucidity ahead... only foolishness. no thoughts. and now misery, guilt, and most of all the sorrow... it's so easy... to hurt, to broke, to change. everything seems useless unless... all hopes are there, future and certainty.
once again why? no guess only judgement. deserve! that's the word! that's the punishment...
tomorrow, no changes...

1st year

one year of hopes, of dreams, of reality. one year of a blog i didn't got the chance to fill with everything that i have wished to...
one year of orgasmic happiness, of golden moments, of valuable friendships...
the last year of what remains my childhood- now all is a MUST. being mature and stuff is one of the things i must get used to.
i won't say a stupid happy birthday- instead i will congratulate me for the idea i've got one year ago...

nu am mai scris de ceva vreme (ce inceput stupid) dar practic nu am avut cum. vacanta m-a prins pe drumuri si cu multa treaba, ceea ce recunosc-fac de bunavoie si nesilita (total) de nimeni.
dar abia astept sa inceapa adevarata vacanta, acea perioada binevenita de relaxare in care sa pot citii cat vreau, in timp ce beau redd's, cu playlistul selectat cu multa grija la un volum decent astfel incat sa-mi pot auzi gandurile si multa liniste...
nu e de mirare ca ma gandesc la moduri serioase de a scoate din piatra bani ptr ca momentan nu ar strica some extra deoarece doresc sa-mi satisfac toate capriciile during what should be THE summer!

On Holiday

It just feels right! Every time, every second of it... i feel like I'm not suppose to answer to anybody. The school is almost finished and God! I just can't wait for summer. For the last real summer of my life. It makes me suddenly, feel old and mature (whatever that is). I simply want an unforgettable holiday, 3 months of adrenaline, of being blue, of independence, of life.
I'm starting to think of this summer's "resolutions" list. Of course He will be on top of it. Because I can and I want!
Think about all the naughty stuff I could do in three months... hmm delicious :-$