Two shots in the morning, take it easy on yourself

Time flies, time lies. Ha!

It's like, I was just fine. Spent the most beautiful afternoon.. after sooo many weeks. :D
Smoked like crazy. It's funny that my body shares so many personalities sometimes.
May sun burns so bad.
I'm thinking about starting to learn Russian or German. But later a bit, after all these creepy exams are over. Although German would be too difficult for me, freaks me out sometimes. I cannot understand a word.

I've got my dearest friend near me, so i'm happy. :D

I'm thinking about changes. I feel like going for blue hair.

Oh, and i need a good book and a nice talker. ;) Anyone who tells nice stories? hm ?

and i remember this thing, a phrase that had been haunting my dreams until i saw the movie again : "to become a real artist, i knew i had to get out of that place" Ha! i could say the same. Had a strange feeling today, but ill tell some other time ;)

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.

dream dream, filling up an idle hour

why do i always have to be the weak part, the weirdoo, the ugly one, the nonsense, the eccentric, the insane, the borderline?
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oh, but i don't mind, really. at all. these days.
is like.. oh, i switch personalities too often. ;)

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now i'm into the 70's-80's , trying to absorb all they could give.
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soon i'll get bored and i'll be into Indian gods, i guess.
+ tea and biscuits, anyone? or at least, mood for searching, anyone?
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'creati o poveste' . eh, later this week. ;)

I am

Harry, asta e teatrul in care vreau sa joc si sa fac decoruri si costume. Un teatru doar pentru nebuni.

Si sinuciderea e o boala care te tine in viata pana la urma, nu-i asha ? Si de fapt niciun sinucigas nu comite cumplita fapta. El doar traieste cu obsesia de a o face si isi imagineaza moduri in care evenimentul eliberator s-ar putea intampla. Se sinucid numai cei care ajung la un fel de disperare sau uitare de sine pentru cateva momente. Atat. Conteaza doar contextul. Atat. Au avut o dezamagire si pentru 2 secunde nu au mai vazut nimic. Li s-a oprit inima pe un pistol sau le-a pulsat ultima vena inainte de atingerea unui cutit,etc.
Dar cand esti un sinucigas, cand suferi de boala asta, te gandesti doar. Viata are nuante si sensuri ciudate pentru tine. Oglinda te infatiseaza altcumva decat esti, nu ? Spune-mi ce vezi? un animal, o planta , un monstru de nedescris ai carui ochi se impletesc si suprapun? Mda. Intri in culoare cu multe usi, simti un pustiu de nedescris si ti-e ameteala in loc sa te sufoci si sa cauti o iesire. Deasupra lor sunt mesaje, franturi de ganduri. Inspaimantator. Intr-atat incat sa le deschizi si sa le traiesti terifiat pe rand.

Asha. Azi mi-am amintit de cartea care a avut cel mai mare impact asupra mea.

art of sleep, not science.

well well, adevarul e ca pot sa dorm zile intregi. pot , de fapt sa stau in pat zile intregi, fara sa am vreo problema in a ma izola si a visa , cu ochii inchisi sau deschisi , asha..cam pana cand civilizatia are vreo nevoie imperioasa de prezentza mea.
mda, presimt ca o sa ma cheme toti de pe marte cand incepe sesiunea. btw, asta e undeva prin ianuarie, nu? iar noi suntem undeva prin decembrie, nu? deci . oh , NU!!! wow. mai e putin. :-s:-s:-s
pfff. si stai putin, azi am facut casa aia cu scari care nu duc nicaieri? da? serios? puteam sa jur ca am visat! si azi mi-am taiat degetul cu foarfeca aia care avea aceesi culoare cu puloverul meu! azi, adica ieri, adica recent. ;)

need clementine or something like that. after all. after hours. velvet underground.
si patrick wolf.
si imi mai place o chestie acum. si daca imi place, logic voi abuza de ea. " la mer est calme, sur l'ecran de la camera.....pararam..lala..la"

soon.

eu o sa fac ceva super. :D

essay on friendship

hrmm. sorry but,
i don't develop such relationships.
i rather tend to be driven into sick connections and deviant liaisons.
btw. do you dream much?

pfff.

You shut up! i want my own studio.
and my very own flat, cat, dog, shop, world, universe.