true story

cred ca sint singura persoana destul de stupida sa spuna ca are o melodie care ii aduce aminte de ciinele din copilarie...

melodie care, invariabil, ma face sa pling.

Cel mai frumos

Prin data cind vine iarna de-adevaratelea, noaptea, dupa ce a nins niste ore bune.

Cind viscoleste inca, cind iesi afara si vezi totul imbracat in alb, imaculat, neatins.

Cind primele urme in zapada sint ale tale.
Si prin ele, totul devine al tau.

Divin.

dear 2012...

here's something you're never going to forget...

you aint seen nothing yet!

on the long term...

full-bodied people are gonna get fat and skinny ones are going to dry out. so much for the meaning of life.

and then a fearsome voice said: Those days are OVER!

...meh, something else is always just around the corner

ATIT! de usor

si atunci o voce interioara i-a soptit:


get OVER it!


and she did.

have been going on for some while now but...

these are the best years.

dont you dare forget that.