Declaratie De Dragoste

Azi am ajuns acasa; :))) si da..rad si zambesc ..de fapt..cand am coborat din masina eram drunk..de happy..pentru ca mi-a lipsit atat orasul asta si oamenii din el..de unde sa incep frate? pey…de ce il iubesc pe Bucuresti? in definitiv nu-i doar o adunatura nefericita de ciment? uf..well..eu mi-am dezvoltat un crush inevitabil si insolvabil pentru subsemnatul in momentul in care am pasit pe poarta lui Lagar..sunt 5 ani de-atunci.

iubesc orasul asta. ii iubesc fiecare strada, fiecare colt, fiecare poveste si fiecare glas; el ma cunoaste si imi stie toate gandurile de atunci si de acum;si nu m-a obosit niciodata; nu m-a intristat niciodata; nu m-a alungat; a fost in fiecare vis pe care l-am purtat pe drumurile sale; mi-a alintat obrajii si sufletul; mi-a sters lacrimile si ; si-a revarsat viata si valurile secrete peste viata mea si eu peste a lui; peste oameni si locuri care imi staruie in minte prin negura insomniilor, peste un Cismigiu care mi-a imbracat toate iubirile si m-a imbratisat fara sa-mi ceara altceva decat o dragoste imensa;

iti strang mainile si sunt de fum si se sting

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Tuesday July 18, 2006 – 06:17pm (PDT) Edit | Delete | Permanent Link | 8 Comments

 

La Strada

Deja mi-e dor. si nici n-am plecat; doar de cum am pus piciorul in casa am ramas fara suflare;

mi-e dor deja de perna mea si de lalelele de deasupra patului; de soarele din geam de noptile nedormite si pe care invariabil va trebui sa le dorm urmatoarele 12 zile; si pe cat de pueril si aiurea ar parea ce zic eu aici asta e..asta e…atat. asa cum ti-e frica sa nu pierzi ceva daca ai sa pleci; sa nu uiti sau sa nu fi uitat. orasul asta ma cunoaste; si nu vreau sa ma dau unui altuia; nu vreau sa-i las imaginile din mintea mea unui altuia; nu vreau sa ador alte strazi si oameni;

nu vreau sa plec. imi lipseste marea si toate drumurile ei pline de larguri vise si nisipuri dar si mai tare imi vor lipsi strazile incandescente pe care mi-am varsat gandurile si mi-am scris in palme iubirile.

nu vreau sa plec [decat cu tine].

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Saturday July 8, 2006 – 01:22pm (PDT) Edit | Delete | Permanent Link | 3 Comments

 

Put on my green suede shoes…

The day after tommorow i’ll be goone..so gone:))..de fapt..that’s not such good news..de fapt…the only good news o sa fie ca o sa am parte de plaja vro 10 zile:DD..mdea..in rest plictis..deja imi pun problema cum o sa survive fara mess..eh..asta mai e cum mai e.OMG ..cum o sa survive fara motoare:((..like..uff..inca un examen..sh p urma partyyyy..like..sarbatorim un an ratat din viata noastra:DD..ase rulzz big time..:))..ok..delirez..pey..o sa-mi iau pantofii mei verzi:XX..sh hainutzele mele verzi..sh margelele mele verzi..sh uhmm…fularu meu verde..sh i’ll be gone..da inainte de toate o sa -mi iau cartea de conta bicoz maine e the final fronteer..za restanta..:))..

da sa nu uit de pantofi…da..va iubesc..:DD

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Friday July 7, 2006 – 03:29am (PDT) Edit | Delete | Permanent Link | 3 Comments

 

Beautiful Garbage

You tell me you don’t love me over a cup of coffee
And I just have to look away
A million miles between us
Planets crashing into dust
I just let it fade away

I’m walking empty streets hoping we might meet
I see your car parked on the road
The light on at your window
I know for sure that you’re home
But I just have to pass on by

So no of course we can’t be friends
Not while I’m still this obsessed
I guess I always knew the score
This is how our story ends

I smoke your brand of cigarettes
And pray that you might give me a call
I lie around in bed all day just staring at the walls
Hanging round bars at night wishing I had never been born
And give myself to anyone who wants to take me home

So no of course we can’t be friends
Not while I still feel like this
I guess I always knew the score
This is where our story ends

You left behind some clothes
My belly summersaults when I pick them off the floor
My friends all say they’re worried
I’m looking far too skinny
I’ve stopped returning all their calls

And no of course we can’t be friends
Not while I’m still so obsessed
I want to ask where I went wrong
But don’t say anything at all

It took a cup of coffee
To prove that you don’t love me

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Tuesday July 4, 2006 – 03:33am (PDT) Edit | Delete | Permanent Link | 25 Comments

 

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Hello there, the angel from my nightmare
The shadow in the background of the morgue
The unsuspecting victim of darkness in the valley
We can live like Jack and Sally if we want
Where you can always find me
We’ll have Halloween on Christmas
And in the night we’ll wish this never ends
We’ll wish this never ends

Don’t waste your time on me you’re already
The voice inside my head (I miss you miss you)
Don’t waste your time on me you’re already
The voice inside my head (I miss you miss you)
Where are you and I’m so sorry
I cannot sleep I cannot dream tonight
I need somebody and always
This sick strange darkness
Comes creeping on so haunting every time
And as I stared I counted
Webs from all the spiders
Catching things and eating their insides
Like indecision to call you
and hear your voice of treason
Will you come home and stop this pain tonight
Stop this pain tonight

Don’t waste your time on me you’re already
The voice inside my head (miss you miss you)
Don’t waste your time on me you’re already
The voice inside my head (miss you miss you)

Don’t waste your time on me you’re already
The voice inside my head (I miss you miss you)
Don’t waste your time on me you’re already
The voice inside my head (I miss you miss you)

the voice inside me yells…I MISS you……….

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Sunday July 2, 2006 – 02:08am (PDT) Edit | Delete | Permanent Link | 23 Comments