Today I might surprise you all with something rather different. Forget the sarcasm, forget the angriness and them acid comments that are there just to keep in the dark the real feelings. Forget them.

For a long time I’ve omitted, maybe on purpose, to reveal the real me, to reveal what truly matters. As a human, I do have feeling, I do have dreams. As a woman, or as a girl, not to forget that I’m only twenty,  I don’t know what I want unless I spend hours thinking about it, thinking about my options, analyzing myself. Maybe I finally know what I want. That should make a difference, but it doesn’t really. Read the rest of this entry »

Last night it wasn’t me. I was deeply buried in my own little world which seems to be built on lovely memories and moments spent with my very best friends. As we came to a chat, me and one of my dearest friends, we’ve started to unleash so many feelings regarding events that matter, silly things that we’ve done together. All these, helped us create the most amazing two years of our existence. When you are just a teenager and you seem to have that unstoppable desire to change the world and be someone. You are not. You are just another piece of puzzle from the dry society that we live in, but nevertheless, in our eyes, we’ve been special. We will carry with us, in our hearts, them stories that made us laugh, made us cry and made us be truly happy. Read the rest of this entry »

I remember that I used to stay in my mom’s arms and tell her how beautiful she is. I used to tell her that she has eyes of a snake. Clever, wise and full of secrets. What a funny coincidence. Now I’m the snake. I even have a lame tattoo that I love, on my wrist with the Chinese symbol of a snake. My star sign as well which represents me a lot. Read the rest of this entry »

When I was a little girl, I used to be fascinated by the piano. I was amazed. People putting so much passion, expressing their feelings in such an amazing manner. Anger, sorrow, love, peace. Just by touching a magic instrument. In this moment in time, I would give my kingdom to know how to play it. I’ll hit it that fast and full of anger. Because I’m angry, and I won’t like to scream, but I would like to sing, to play. Read the rest of this entry »

I’ve been into books yet again, recently. Learning how to be on my own, in my own world, I’ve decided to start by reading more, habit that usually keeps me away from most of my thoughts, routine and people in general. Still remember my very first book that i bought. I used to put so much passion into ever single page I’ve read, even if we were talking about a standard adventure book, romance, newspaper, literature for school or blog. Enjoying very single page, I was one of them weirdos, reading past midnight under the light of a lamp, not to wake up my parents to be told off for ruining my eyes. My eyes are still fine and it did nothing but teaching me how to love entering in a new world every time i was reading something. Read the rest of this entry »

I don’t have anything to say really. I’m tired and pissed off cuz I have an exam tomorrow. I wish everything around me was pink and sparkling…not too sparkling though cuz I don’t look that good when I’m wearing my sun glasses. Read the rest of this entry »

Autumn…autumn is here, again. It’s been ages since I stood out there to smoke peacefully and enjoy the colors, enjoy the cold and the nature.It’s been ages since I took my camera with me to take them photos that can create the perfect painting. It’s been ages since I’ve started to throw some colors on my canvas. I forgot how to hold the brush. Read the rest of this entry »

In search of sunrise. Asta ma defineste pentru moment. Sunt inca in cautarea rasaritului. M-am saturat de prea mult intuneric. Vreau culori tari care sa ma trezeasca la realtate. Vreau sa simt briza marii in timp ce trag puternic din tigara. Vreau sa simt nisipul sub picioare si sa ma joc pe mal. Vreau sa simt zorii diminetii. Vreau sa simt vantul cum imi adie usor prin par si imi mangaie tenul proaspat spalat de sarea din mare. Read the rest of this entry »

Stateam pe pat. Afara ploua inca. Nu torential, dar nici prea incetisor. Este exact genul acela de ploaie care imi place cel mai mult. Stateam in fata geamului si fumam linistita. Si gandeam…si mi-a venit in minte o intrebare: ‘care e cel mai mare secret al meu’. Si am intrebat…care e cel mai mare secret al tau. Sunt secrete. De aceea se numesc secrete, pentru ca nimeni nu le stie, si evident nimeni nu le va afla vreodata. Read the rest of this entry »

Ma gandesc la balerine. La cat de suave sunt, la cum merg, de parca nici nu ating pamantul…sunt ca niste fulgi pierduti printre oameni. Sunt imbracata ca o balerina, si ma invart in cercuri in mijlocul camerei goale. Alunec usor pe parchet si incerc sa ma simt si eu ca un fulg de nea. Pe muzica linistitoare, auzi doar cateva miscari ale fulgului, ploaia cum bate cu putere in geam, si vantul cum sufla frunzele. E ca un joc de copil, e frumos. Read the rest of this entry »