sâmbătă, 22 august 2009

Special

This is something for my special friend... maybe more than a friend.! :-<
I know since ever that I'm not a perfect person, nobody is and I don't even want. But I believe I'm not good enough for you, Maybe because of the things you said. And you are so damn right. And I want you to know that I want you to be happy more than anything in this world, and if anybody can do it better than I did, i will be so fulfilled. All the mistakes I did to you are now between us, they're haunting my soul, distroying everything good in me. But there is something I know, something I believe in, something I will fight for, something more than I could ever see, feel or taste, is you... I know it was my fault... so blinded by their obscured lies. I will be more relieved if you want to forgive me, if not, i will understand. And thanks for everything you did to me, i will never be able to explain how much it meant to me. That's why you disurve much better than me. Your good soul will get over me, and find love and peace. I will never forget the moments spent together, they are an important part of me who can fill a part of the empty place you left. The other half will be there forever. I hope you realized I never meant to hurt you, and I don't want to break our friendship.
Now, because my soul finished to flow the lachrymose words, i would like to finish with a sad "I love you" that comes from the deep of my heart. Those words are scratched there, and they will never be erased by nothing and nobody. Don't worry about me. I'll be fine !
>:D<
Te iubesc ! =((

marți, 11 august 2009

No brain !

Hey... I just wanted to tell u something..
How many times did a zombie come to you and said without any shame: "Your brain looks so deli... WTF ?! YOU DON'T HAVE A BRAIN!!!" and you were like "So what?! I'm still human!!!" And that's right.. Who are them to discriminate people? They aren't even REAL !!!! (that's why you can call me a fool :P .. and no.. I DON'T believe in Santa Claus! )
You know... you don't have to feel ashamed ! :) I don't have a brain either ! That's why i decided to do something.. !!! One day, a smart man said: "Intelligent minds talk about ideas, open-minds talk about events, and stupid minds talk about other people!"... but he wasn't that smart... was he? He didn't tell anything about people who don't own a mind.. BRAINLESS PEOPLE ! This is why i'm here !!! REVOLUTION BEGINS! I mean no..!!! :)) Calm down people... I just wanted to announce you that I wanted to do something for people like me... :D And i created a club, It's called B.P. (Brainless People). You can join it now !!! :) It's free! If you are interested, hurry up, cuz we have some fresh cookies ! :X

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I was just joking... This article isn't real.. I wanted to give you a funny example :))
I wanted to start a speech about the discrimination! It's everwhere around us.. Everybody does it, even if we truly HATE it.. But we're still wondering : WHY ?!
Why the hell do you care that this man doesn't have a home? Why do you hate him? Maybe is not his fault. And the list can go on, but you know that's not the point...
The point is to stop people from discrimination. They just can't understand that it hurts... some of us. You know, next time when you see a homeless or something like this, you could better help him... :) This is the point ! :) If you got it, you have my respect, if not, you can keep discriminating the others... I did my best...
Have a nice day ! :*
Take care of you! :*

sâmbătă, 8 august 2009

Death's last tears

While I was lying next to his breathless body, I saw his last innocent smile getting darker. The dead of night was getting closer, so I decided to burn some candles. Looking at his face, a face without expresion and at his eyes, eyes with no light.. I understood his entire pain… endless pain. The wind was blowing light the unforgettable hate that covered his funeral, like a dense fog. When the priest closed his eyes, now and forever, I felt like the whole world ignored his suffering. The funeral was over so I decided to lay the deep black rose on his chest, near his heart, so he will know that I will always pray for his peace in heaven. At midnight I left his grave, and a poison tear slid on my face and fell on the bloody flower. Some words scratched the tombstone “ a lost soul among tears... just begging for some happiness”.

joi, 6 august 2009

Rasarit :)

Rasarit ..
1.Privesc pe fereastra casei mele
Departe, in zare - cam devreme
Cerul inalt, abia s-a luminat
Un simplu luceafar, intr-un colt uitat.

2.Secunde mai tarziu, continui sa privesc
Valurile marii, in ochii tai curati sclipesc
Pe plaja pustie, singur ratacesti
Inima marii, intr-o scoica s-o gasesti.

3.Impreuna asteptam un simplu rasarit
O raza calda pe chipul tau s-a regasit
Luminandu-ti fata, acolo s-a ascuns
Ramanand nemiscata, pana la apus.

My Own Story !

This is my own story ! 8->
Apus...
Si iata-ne acum, stand pe plaja, privind un simplu apus. Desi, trebuie sa recunosc ca pare mai mult de atat. O senzatie ciudata strabatu incet vazduhul, facandu-ne sa ne cutremuram. Mana imi aluneca pe pielea lui fina, pana cand atinse firele de nisip. Imi cuprinse incet degetele, apoi astepta. Ridicand privirea, in fata noastra se intindea un adevarat peisaj de vis. Dintr-o data, portile cerului s-au deschis, din ele coborand raze orbitoare. Parea ca marea ardea in flacari. Norii pufosi s-au dat la o parte din calea focului nemilos, care sfasia tot in calea lui. Secunde mai tarziu, secunde ce puteau fi usor confundate cu ore, eram inghititi de portalul intradimensional, format intre cer si mare... Ma simteam din ce in ce mai usoara, parca pluteam, spre abis, apoi am inchis ochii, strangandu-i mana calda. Cantece gotice, deprimante sparsera tacerea de mormant, asternuta acum pe o pajiste inflorata. Cand am deschis ochii, noaptea stapanea cu desavarsire tinutul. Aruncand o privire, l-am zarit intins fara suflare. M-am apropiat incet, dar lacrimi reci deja curgeau. Felul in care trupul lui inert influenta peisajul ma infiora. Apoi un simplu gand imi strafulgera mintea pana in cele mai intunecate catacombe. De ce el? De ce nu eu? ...