Noapte

Stând în pat, pe acorduri de muzică familiară, mintea mea pluteşte în puf, mă întorc în aşternuturi, căutând un vis să mă însoţească…

Altceva

Noi orizonturi se deschid, noi oameni apar, o idee mai avizat (doar o idee)… O nouă muncă. Va trebui să îi învăţ pe alţii ceea ce ştiu. Să mă trezesc cu o sumedenie de noi gânduri. It’s gonna be one hell of a ride:) I’ll be sure to keep you posted.

Painkillers

Or better off mind painkillers, for my terrible state of spirit… Damn you! You’re incapable of any form of empathy, you’re as cold as the heart of Antarctica, you ARE JUST A FAKER, soaking in selfishness, living with nothing but sick desires and self worshipping. You are trying to fly by lifting yourself up with your own hand, ONLY MANAGING TO TEAR YOUR HAIR OFF!, Look at your head! Almost hairless… And you keep doing it, becoming a bald woman with an huge ego and a small heart. Destroying all that is beautiful in you, you destroy the ones who love you. So be it, BE PROUD OF YOURSELF!But don’t fool yourself, you’re not all that special, you’re sick and sometimes just plain stupid. (A lot of examples in that direction, I’ll point them out for you when the booze wears off from your head).