in your thoughts. you so got me.
Archive for March, 2010
i just got myself an instant
Posted in ..cand se stinge lumina, culmeaeueram, in timpu' liber o fac pe-a proasta, omege blush blush sa mori tu on March 31, 2010 by chestiutsahatrdrgrdr: şasă! hmm, ‘şasă’.. asta suna rotund.
Posted in ..cand se stinge lumina, CULMEA EU SUNT!!, in timpu' liber o fac pe-a proasta, omege blush blush sa mori tu, sex, si printesele se caca, space of the accident on March 28, 2010 by chestiutsaasta e un fel de ‘am sentimente gay fata de tine, desi’
coae, cat de personal se poate. ma pierd. is asa ciufuta si bitchy si mean si everything, dar cand mi se pune pataaa, ma pierd. fac gafe. ma impiedic. de toate nimicurile. fac gafe de copil tampit. parca-s setata. over and over again. si nu-i prima oara, si pun pariu ca nici ultima n-o sa fie. ‘ da’ tu esti speciiiial ‘. cacat de taur:(
blanel, sari cu versurile. macar moral.:(
nu te-am uitat. doar ca nu vreau sa-mi amintesc de tine.
Posted in ..cand se stinge lumina, CULMEA EU SUNT!!, omege blush blush sa mori tu, si printesele se caca, space of the accident, the mistery machine on March 13, 2010 by chestiutsae incredibil. faptul ca inca poti. inca vrei sa te vezi amicul meu. ‘macar atat’.
inca mai ai tupeul ala nesimtit de a-mi cere socoteala.
si uimirea aia ipocrita care te cuprinde cand iti zic direct ca nu-mi pasa.
dar mai ales uimirea ca nu-mi pasa.
si vesnica poveste cu rolul pe care-l joc in viata ta.
da, faptul ca-ti raspund ocazional la telefon e un favor. nu, nu insemni nimic pentru mine. nu, n-o sa fim prieteni.
de ce inca scriu/vorbesc de tine? nuuu, nu meriti. cu tristete, dar mai ales cu rusine -fata de mine, nici sa nu-ti treaca prin cap- recunosc. imi pare rau ca te-am cunoscut.
need to update.
Posted in CULMEA EU SUNT!! on March 12, 2010 by chestiutsaagitatieeeeeeeeee. n-am tiiiimp.
xoxo,
miu
..but not to you, not today.
Posted in ..cand se stinge lumina with tags quotes on March 9, 2010 by chestiutsaTo every guy that cooks dinner for her.
To every guy that regrets hurting her.
To every guy who knows which girl he wants.
To every guy that’s said, “Sex can wait.”
To every guy that’s said, “You’re beautiful.”
To every guy that was never too busy to drive across town to see her.
To every guy that gives flowers and a card when she is sick.
To every guy who has given her flowers just because.
To every guy that said he would die for her.
To every guy that really would.
To every guy that did what she wanted to do.
To every guy that cried in front of her.
To every guy that she cried in front of.
To every guy that holds hands with her.
To every guy that kisses her with meaning.
To every guy that hugs her when she’s sad.
To every guy that hugs her for no reason at all.
To every guy who would give their jacket up.
To every guy that calls to make sure she got home safe.
To every guy that would sit and wait for her for hours just to be able to see her for ten minutes.
To every guy that would give his seat up.
To every guy that just wants to cuddle.
To every guy that reassured her that she was beautiful no matter what.
To every guy who told his secrets to her.
To every guy that tried to show how much he cared through every word and every breath.
To every guy that thought maybe this could be the one.
To every guy that believed in her dreams.
To every guy that would have done anything so she could achieve them.
To every guy that never laughed at her when she told him her dreams.
To every guy that walked her to her car.
To every guy that wasn’t just trying to get laid.
To every guy that actually listened.
To every guy that gave his heart only to have it shoved back in his face.
To every guy that prays that she is happy even if you are not with her.
i less than 3 myself.
Posted in CULMEA EU SUNT!!, in timpu' liber o fac pe-a proasta, mereu mi-ai zis ca zambesc frumos., mos creciun si pretenii sei, pussy in my lap, si printesele se caca, space of the accident, the mistery machine on March 1, 2010 by chestiutsaam invatat despre mine ca ma complac in cele mai ciudate situatii.
daca nu-i complicat, daca nu-i adrenalina, daca nu atrage dupa sine ceva probleme, clar nu-i locul meu acolo. valabil si pentru persoanele care se scalda in proximitatea mea. fiecare are cel putin o chichitsa prin care incalca macar una din cele 10 porunci. dar le iubesc defectele probabil mai mult decat calitatile. (gagi, daca citesti vreodata: un copil nu e un defect. tie-ti iubesc alte nebuneli pacatoase:”> acum gandeste-te la ce vrei sa crezi ca m-am gandit eu).
ah, si am mai invatat cat pot – pentru o perioada dubios de indelungata – sa nu fac nimic. da’ nimic, ma, nene. ni-mic. desi n-am stare si ma batsaii si dau din toate alea si-mi fug ochii pe peretsi, pe laie, pe balaie, pe cinestieundeee:-”.. NU FAC NIMIIIC.
