'Pick a rose just to hide my face'

'I made you and now I take you back'


love this band.
do you still have favourite things? or you're lost into shallow worlds? loveee

amfibian

weird little creatures beneath the stairs, laughing and counting the steps, getting amazed by the lenght of your feet. The ceiling gets higher and then comes near your head with a bizzare movement, walls made out of melting wax, still you're getting cold, colder, colder.
The elevator is transparent and the floors get counted wrong, as if 6 is before 3.. The hall seems a crowded highway and until you get to your door millions of monsters try to bite your ears and plants run holding knives.

the water brings them all back to their way.

television works as usual for 3 hours.

then water again. the shampoon bottle getting empty, your hands fool of soap and water getting violently inside your ears, the black towel hanging on a blue thing glued on the wall.

music and plans for the insane future. :D

and wondering why people do still have such an impact and why I am such a fool.

sad face in middle april ( i know i will)

Shinny times we live .indeed.
let's tell stories about what i've been doing lately...
Dreaming, getting serious, thinking about strange stories, trying to walk the line, discovering new colours, getting up very early and walking on the frozen streets of Bucharest, watching stars (i saw the beautiful Saturn- hello, loveee. And Venus, lots of constelations and met nice kids), breathing really deep, feeling alone and then suffocated by people, falling for some things, rediscovering old hobbies, painting, reading, thinking, watching movies, listening to crazy music, planning my holidays, learning french, freezing in the middle of the night on a certain roof watching strange things in the sky, reducing chocolate, increasing coffee(evan more, if that's possible), trying to relax and to take it easy, moving in different ways, laughing like insane, changing my way of laughing( little detail observed by my dearest friend), soul-searching, re-reading some poems, etc..


the thing is that you never know when to let something go. i guess.

mirror mirror, i'll be your mirror ;)

Wonder why all my fashion icons are boys
:-?:-?:-?:-? hrmmm.

for freddie with ... tired eyes.

uh, killer killer queen.
wazzzup. love?
i've been more or less a little junkie for 2 days. well, 2 dayz and a half . almost 3. (still i did my painting;) )
i shall bite my lip to blood and get back straight and sane. but, wait, I still have some more holiday to waste, do I?
Maybe I am listening too much to funny music or watching way tooo many movies ( tooo many of Almodovar's movies and I feel unsually....well. hard to say )
Oh, shut up monsters in my head.

As to not forget.. I remembered all those beautiful times last summer. Sad, Exciting, Teary, Screamy, etc. but Beautiful times. With the mighty Ficatzel on the road, -reddish being on wheels.

I am just too sad not be there. There There. I made some wrong choices this week.

And i started to read some old russian fairy tales i found over here. And to take deep breaths. To think. To measure facts, to cut my hair again, to make new clothes, to paint, to craft, to walk my dog twice a day, to wonder about life. I have a busy life, what did you expect?

horror movies

pfff. got too moody lately.
now I'm into horror stuff (it won't last more than 3 hours) Then I'll start doing designs for my future dresses and bags, birdcages and flower bottles. ( I think creative people should built their own stuff and stop buying so much from famous brands . but I'll discuss these some other time)
I'll go home for 4 days, I'll be painting and dreaming, trying to recover.
I've had some problems lately, but I guess being alone for some days will do me good. I have to take some important decissions and then start working with and by myself.
Also, I've been creating some odd stories and going through weird experiences ( maybe because I'm too tired and dizzy)
well, well, beware beware!
Today I remembered Sylvia. Read again some poems and got in her mood. And I also got impressed(again and again and again) by magic realism . Isn't it soooo great ?

I have measured out my life with coffee spoons ;)

my dream is broken .
patetic.
citesc T.S. Elliot din nou. da da. the lovesong of j. alfred prufrock. pentru a 10000000 oara
ah, si da. sa nu uit.. cred ca s-a facut praf tot ce facusem pana acum de cand am inceput facultatea. emotional si ideologic vorbind.

travelling mood

but I like it ) i try to recover from my long lasting winter depressive moods,
I believe everything i read in books. :d that's why i have strange dreams and insane nightmares.
I wish i had money to go to my dream concert ( patrick wolf, 8th of march, colchester, chez Ade) but if it's not now, it will be soon :)) it was one of my new year's wishes- to go to one of patty's concerts.
I do plans for next week, I think something important will happen soon. ;)
I started drawing again . feels so good. :d I bought myself 3 agendas and i plan to buy some more. + my head is full of ideas and desires for a better life, still .. i often (every 10 minutes) become down-hearted and swear on God that i will burry myself indoors and never again do anything that involves contact with other people. But I guess it's normal to have these doubts.
Oh, today is boring, tomorrow will be a murder scene. I have to take a difficult exam and my brain is broken.
I had a strange dream and cried of fear, but i guess it let me lots of ideas for my future paintings.
Well, this was a page of stupid thing, but I feel better after writing it. What ? I am a selfish little animal . What did you expect? Thank you for reading this nonsense. ;)

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