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Doi in unul. In capul meuO vibratie linistitoare.
O vibratie linistitoare.
Un semn ce imi arata ca iubirea este aici si ca nu e fum de tigara. Nu se aeriseste si gata! Dispare!
"Prefer sa ard la foc intens, nu la flacara mocnita".
Prefer sa merg la Gogol Bordello decat la Sinned.
Prefer sa fac actorie decat sa fumez.
Prefer sa beau decat sa fumez.
Prefer sa fumez iarna.
Ador sa ma iubesti.
Prefer sa te ador.
Vreau sa adorm si sa simt atunci cand ma despart usor de pat, atingerea vibratiilor tale trimise cu foc de inima ta, care arde cand nu sunt langa ea.
Prefer sa ma marit de treij' de ori decat sa nu o fac deloc.
Prefer sa te scuip daca-ti mai bati joc.
Prefer sa arunc orice gand si sa iert. Te iert.
- O Bucata de -Pe incredere le poti construi pe toate. Dar cum construiesti increderea?
Increderea are nevoie de niste materiale nepretuite pe care nu le poti gasi usor. Se intampla uneori, poate de cele mai multe ori nici sa nu le poti gasi. Mai exista si falsa incredere. Falsa incredere este construita din imitatie, mai precis este construita din niste materiale care aparent, prin infatisare, sunt cele de care avem nevoie.
Care sunt materialele si unde le putem gasi?
Care sunt nu stiu, drept sa va spun. Dar le gasim in noi.
Stiu doar unul cum se numeste. Sinceritatea, cu noi insine.
Este ametitor de trist cand nu putem face diferenta dintre cele doua (but there's no one to blame! pana cand descoperim valoarea reala, necesita un timp). Mie una mi s-a intamplat si treaba asta. Este o eroare fatala in care te pot aduce oamenii.
Apoi tinzi sa crezi ca nu exista.
Sa nu mai crezi in nimeni si nimic.
Dar este echivalenta cu fericirea. Si fericirea, exista.
Scrisoare NetrimisaDin tot ce am am reusit sa strang in anii acestia, din tot ce am reusit sa dau, din tot ce am reusit sa primesc in schimbul eforturilor mele nu am regretat nimic. Nimic din ce am spus, nimic din ce am facut, fie ca bine, fie ca rau, nici o reactie, nici un moment, nici o persoana, nici un gand, nici un zambet, nici un strigat. Si chiar ingnorand ceea ce tu vrei sa auzi, sau ce ai nevoie sa primesti, ai vazut cu ochelari de cal ceea eu am dat. Cel mai pretios lucru pe care il pot darui unei persoane: incredere! Dar vezi, desi dezamagindu-ma tu pe mine, m-ai ajutat mult. M-ai ajutat sa fac o schimbare in viata mea. Mi-ai facut cunoscut cuvantul regret!
Acum stiu cum este sa regreti. Pe langa toata increderea daruita, luata drept mizerie, pentru ca tu, dragul meu ai aruncat la gunoi, mi-ai facut cunoscut faptul ca, desii oamenii sunt fiinte superioare, sunt fiinte superioare doar necuvantatoatelor.
Furia, tristetea, lipsa, durerea ce se zabat in tine, te-au facut sa-ti arati adevarat fata
RaspunsuriStim sa apreciem lucrurile la valoarea lor completa sau uneori le supraapreciem?
Cine a dat drumul la trasnetul acesta dintre noi?
Cine zgandare rana pe care ti-o ungi ziua cu natura si noaptea cu muzica?
Cate sunt fericirile ce vin?
Cine a gustat din otrava, careia pedepsa este nemurirea?
A inteles cineva unde se zbat cu adevarat sentimentele?
A realizat cineva ca nu este condus de mintea proprie, ci mai mult de influenta?
A lasat cineva urme catre fericire sa mergem toti catre ea, sau nu, din egoism?
Merita sa uiti cel mai bun lucru intamplat, in speranata altuia?
E mai bine sa fi ranit decat sa ranesti?
Te hraneste daca dai, te slabeste daca iei?
Ce poti sterge fara sa ramana praful?
Vrei sa uiti dar nu te lasa inima si doare indiferent?
Daca iti dau o muscatura din ce am eu, imi vei musca si degetele?
Ce are rost fara credinta?
Dumnezeu e ateu, el in cine crede?
Te roade inauntru si gadila p-afara cand minti?
Sunetul e orb?
Ti-am cerut raspuns?
Sorrow, you're back again.Don’t wake me if I fall asleep,
Wake me only if I fall too deep
Leave the flowers at my door
Leave the winter on her own.
Why should we kill the pain
If there’s nothing left to gain
Why are you so sad and deep
Why don’t you just fall asleep.
With your thoughts just burning in
And the love fade as our sins.
Cause we lived a life of dreams, dreams
Of someone elses.
When the cheer is back again,
Still you feel the emptyness inside
Go and beg and borrow pain
Twist the knife and hide.
Odd is whispered the word love
Feels like it is from above
All natures and all fears, still
Your heart and soul feels ill.
Don’t leave just because it’s hard
Kill your pain and feel the sad
Sad emotion in your head
And the sorrow long ahead.
MonologNu vreau sa descurajez inimi bolnave de iubire si nici sa plezesc peste fata cu minciuni ce s-au dus pe rand, si au aratat frumusestea angelica a unor sentimente ce se zbat neputiincioase in creierul nostru. Nu vreau nici sa va spun cat de naivi sunteti daca credeti in dragostea “sweet & pure”, nu vreau sa lovesc cu brutalitate minti naive si nici sa va trezesc din visare .
Visul etern al fiecarei fiinte umane de “dragostea vietii mele”, care nu face decat sa te minta si sa-ti batjocoreasca inima acest sentiment. Si evident il lasi sa-si faca de cap , cu bune cu rele , ajungi sa nu iti dai seama cum este mai bine. Cum e mai bine?Imi poate spune cineva? Voi credeti in cacatul ala de dragoste pentru totdeauna? ‘until the death do us (fuckin’) part?’ Ei bine, eu nu! Eu nu cred in dragostea voastra, in sentimentele voastre , si nici in dragostea pura si mai ales nu cred in ‘dragostea vietii mele’. Dragostea e doar un cacat de afacere.
Imperial PropagandaIn a world where humans think they have all the answers, and believe they have the right to use power against each other, is it any wonder there are so many sad people? I may be a little crazy, but my firm belief is that humans should serve the Kitties. Have any kind of pet you want, and focus on making them happy, and saving them from starving or being abandon. If everyone just did that instead of trying to hurt/kill/maim each other, I think everyone would be a LOT happier.
Do not know thy selfYou never really know yourself, because there are endless situations you could be in; which you haven’t yet, or might not even experience. There are so many versions of you, so many variations that it would be an enormous presumption for you to think you know yourself completely, let alone others.
Relationships begin and end, they have their durations. So do you, in them. The you that starts off, is rarely the you that is left afterward. This is the same for most situations. We’re constantly growing into, and out of ourselves, hoping to stumble across someone in our same phase, to concrete our surreal reality.
Company strengthens our existence, it fortifies our beliefs and our thoughts, because we can share them.
Thoughts, internal monologuing, writing; these are ways to talk to ourselves, to be our own company. Company is essential, even when alone.
With so many distractions accessible, moreover –– unavoidable, there’s little time left for contemplation.
The Voice of the VoicelessThe Voice of the Voiceless
The voice of the voiceless,
will go to the person who can speak on camera.
A person who will put the message out for everyone.
The voice of the voiceless,
will go to the person who is fair.
The person who never uses bias to put there views on the air.
The voice of the voiceless,
will go to the person who doesn't use the follows as a trophy.
The person who cares about the follows and will do anything to make their voices heard.
The voice of the voiceless,
will go to the person who is a leader and not a follower.
A person who will raise the flag and not bring it down.
A leader is not a person who will back-stab the people,
This person will be a loyal leader.
A leader is always fair and balance.
A leader will not kill anyone,
This person will not be Hitler or Stalin.
This person will be Martin Luther King Jr or Mahatma Gandhi.
The leader needs to be good.
The leader needs to be sharp.
The leader needs to be open-minded.
Who will be the leader is anyone's guess,
OCs Are ArtEach and every OC is a child.
Born and crafted from your mind to your will.
Like snowflakes each character is unique in their own way.
They may have similar traits yes. But that does not mean that they are overused or cliche.
They are unique and interesting in their own universe. A shy girl in one universe is completely different compared to a shy girl in a different universe. In fact they shouldn't even be compared!
It all depends on what the character is. There is no "typical" character. Each and every character is different in each and every universe. Those separate universes are a whole 'nother ball game out there, and the characters of those universes belong in their universe. If it's a Sci-fi themed universe or completely fantasy with dragons and such! If the character has a logical and not over done backstory I say let it be! After all in this day and age nearly everything has been done so it's impossible to make a character that ISN'T "cliche" or "overused" or "typical". So it'
To those who chose to play it safe.You know, the more I look around, the more I keep seeing people just deciding to just tuck their tails in between their legs. They keep thinking that the best way to go about this is to do the “mature” thing and “play it safe”. Always choosing to be quiet, always afraid that they may somehow offend someone but not caring who, always walking on eggshells, always holding it in, always falling back on comfortable yet lazy excuses like “it’s their company”, never willing to take the chance, and always passing up every opportunity to right the situation, but instead choosing to stick to their memories and just “move on”.
Being silent and reserved about this is not the way to go about this. This whole self-defeating attitude will send SEGA the message that we are not willing to provide any resistance and will provoke them to get away with doing even MORE of the fundamental mistakes that is tearing Sonic’s world apart. We have to be
Life Is But IronyWhen you learn the one thing you wish to possess the most will never be within your reach. The ones you wish to please will be the source of your dismay and the ones you try your best to make proud will be the most disappointed.
The harder we struggle the stronger gravity pulls us down and yet we accept these terms calling them tests or divine punishment. What is there to live for but endless pursing and torment. We are given scraps of delight which we are to consider the most expensive of treasures. For if there is no suffering, how can we learn the weight of joy?
If there is satisfaction with out the effort, what else do we live for? The dread will give us relief. The pain will give us the pleasure. We will always be in a world full of irony and discontent.
The more one is cursed, the more one is blessed.
No body really lays their dreams to rest. We will forever be haunted by the regret and guilt of so many things we've wasted. But the more there are burdens to live and costs to cond
Aletheia.I don't think anyone is telling the truth when they say, "I don't care what people think."
Even if they say it countless times; you can kind of see it, right? The flicker of their eyes, the way they leave your face for just a split second before focusing right back on the bridge of your nose. You can see it with the way their fingers clench, or how their voice stays as low as a murmur. The twitch of an eyebrow, the quiver of a voice, shaken up at just the right amount. And if you can't see it, then you can only sense it, feel it, beneath your rib cage and deep inside your chest.
"Of course you care what they think."
... Sometimes I wonder if maybe it's not even that. Maybe it's a battle between yourself. A matter of, 'do you feel comfortable in your own body?'. That sort of thing. The correct answer would be to say yes. To say, 'why wouldn't I be?' and fool the person, leaving them to move on to the next person on th
LOVENothing else matters
Creativity is the path
Love is the ultimate
form of communication.
But it can be
Love is simplicity,
Love is small,
you cannot find it
in the big things.
Love is how wind passes
Through chimes or the
squeak of your porch swing
The amount of love
for a place depends on
the amount of time
spent in that place.
Love for people
is what they help
in that place,
what you discovered
to you, how it led
to the completeness
of your soul.
Nothing you buy
can complete you,
unless it is a means
What you read
cannot complete you
but what you learned
from that reading
can lead you to
discovering what is
hidden about yourself.
What you eat
cannot complete you,
it can only supply you
with energy and will
to further complete
and discover new mysteries.
What you watch
cannot complete you
but only give you
vague insight of
what you do not know
Zmeul meu, Fat-FrumosMa sufoc cu voia mea in speranta. Ma ingan cu note joase. Fumez. Fac rau pentru ca fumez. Adun nelinisti. Bravo mie. Bravo tie Fat-Frumos! In carti esti frumos. Aici ma superi. Ma faci sa cred ca esti un mincinos, Fat- Frumos! Nu te vreau Fat-Frumos. Merg la zmeu. El ma va tine pentru totdeuna si voi fi sus! El e urat Fat-Frumos. Daca ma iubesti vei fi si tu urat. De aceea e zmeul, zmeu. Fat-Urat, nu ma iubi! Oh, ce frumos esti!
IronmanHear me read it
My friends used to call William "Ironman" because the first time we kissed he got a nosebleed and the taste of his blood haunted me for a long time after it. We'd only been twelve years old and apparently the anxiety spiked his blood pressure to the point of combustion... I remember that when we were forced to take sex ed a few years later we were divided into separate classes for boys and girls, in case a diagram of an ovary was too risqué and we became animalistic and started clawing at each other in our seats, but nonetheless when our teacher Ms Jacobs had explained to us what an erection was in my mind all I could picture was the blood rushing to his nose and then the slash of cranberry across my blouse.
With the idea planted in his mind it didn't take long for William's hands to start wandering, but the image persisted. Every time I thought about just letting it happen I wondered what would happen if he got too excite
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