praf de stele..

Am fost atat de naiva incat sa cred ca te pot face prizonierul mintii mele si sa te impiedic astfel sa pleci. Tu ai evadat, si ai capturat toata mintea mea...

Cand ai plecat, ai luat cu tine toate gandurile mele. Mi-ai demonstrat apoi ca nu ai nevoie de ele, nu le vrei... nici nu mi-ai trimis vreunul de-al tau in schimb. Sau daca da, n-a ajuns pana la mine.

Nu-ti pasa de ele... atunci de ce te incapatanezi sa le pastrezi? Trimite-mi gandurile inapoi! Vreau inapoi tronul mintii mele!

OTH

Regret comes in all shapes and sizes. Some are small, like when we do a bad thing for a good reason. Some are bigger, like when we let down a friend. Some of us escape the pangs of regret by making the right choice. Some of us have little time for regret because we're looking forward to the future. Sometimes we have to fight to come to terms with the past. And sometimes we bury our regret by promising to change our ways.

But our biggest regrets are not for the things we did, but for the things we didn't do. Things we didn't say, that could have saved someone we care about, especially when we can see the dark storm that's headed their way.

What the hell

You say that I'm messing with your head
All cause I was making out with your friend
Love hurts whether it's right or wrong
I can't stop cause I'm having too much fun

You're on your knees
Begging please stay with me
But honestly, I just need to be a little crazy

All my life I've been good,
But now I'm thinking What The Hell
All I want is to mess around
And I don't really care about
If you love me if you hate me
You can save me, baby, baby
All my life I've been good
But now whoaaaa what The Hell

So what if I go out on a million dates
You never call or listen to me anyway
I'd rather rage than sit around and wait all day
Don't get me wrong
I just need some time to play

You say that I'm messing with your head
Boy, I like messing in your bed
Yeah, I am messing with your head when
I'm messing with you in bed

Avril<3

wind of change

totul se schimba. lucrurile se schimba, planurile se schimba, si... oamenii se schimba (sau poate schimbarea oamenilor e cauza celorlalte).
e greu, stiu. dar eu am acceptat asta. e timpul s-o faceti si voi. stiu ca a fost frumos, si mie mi-e dor... uneori. dar nu mai incercati sa readuceti ce a fost, sau macar nu mai incecati sa ma ademeniti si pe mine, n-am sa va las. eu stiu ca s-a terminat, e trecut. puteti incerca sa-l recladiti, dar nu va rezista. s-a terminat pentru un motiv, se va termina din nou. nu mai vreau sa ma amagesc. nu vreau sa trec iar prin acel sfarsit, sau poate doar nu vreau sa dau piept cu realitatea si sa vad cate s-au schimbat de fapt. doare prea tare sa vad ca oamenii care candva erau totul au devenit acum straini. prefer sa pastrez amintirea a ceea ce a fost, cand era frumos.

mergeti inainte! eu am facut-o deja.

Walking down the street
Distant memories
Are buried in the past forever

back to reality

And it's a hard winter's day
I dream away...

It must have been love, but it's over now...
It must have been good, but I lost it somehow
It must have been love, but it's over now
From the moment we touched till the time had run out.

our time has run out... wake up time.

viata bate filmul... sau nu?

de ce plang atat de tare cand el ii spune adio? adica, e doar un film. stiu ca se va termina cu bine. si totusi, nu pot sa nu apas pe pauza si sa plec in cautarea cutiei cu servetele. n-am plans niciodata cand vreunei din prietenele mele i s-au dat papucii. n-am plans nici cand mi s-au dat mie. si totusi, acum nu ma pot opri.
pentru ca ma regasesc in filmul asta, si in toate celelalte? sau sunt lacrimile pe care mi le-am interzis atat de mult timp incat adunate nu le pot opri din a iesi la suprafata?