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... de afara se aud in pervaz picaturile de ploaie. o ploaie deasa si intepatoare, parca hotarata sa exprime starea prin care vrei sa treci .. nu poti s`o depasesti . doar o liniuta la bateria telefonului... fara curent, doar putine minute ramase din bateria laptopului, doua tigari incepute si stinse din reflex ..si o cana cu vin fiert. singura ta consolare, singura caldura .. e frig. afara , in casa si`n suflet. e gol. simti intepaturi pe nas si umezeala in ochi cand rasfoiesti albumul cu poze.. lumina laptopului parca arata tristete`n imagini. umbrele scot in evidenta sfarsitul.. lacrimezi si nu simti . esti goala . il iubesti dar in zadar . bricheta ramasa fara gaz nu vrea sa arda si ultima ta speranta.. ultima scapare din realitate. tigara arde .. ai senzatia ca tigara e viata ta . arde cate putin, mai sus sau mai jos in functie de vant , si in functie de cat de tare "tragi" asa ca`n viata ... "tragi" sa`ti fie bine... sa progresezi .. si apoi ?! sa te stingi asemeni tigarii.. si lasi in urma ta nimic decat mizerii si boala. satula sa fii personajul rau din poveste , decisa sa schimbi ceva , dar fara putere, te inchizi in tine, si`n casa si plangi pana se schimba de la sine.. cu ochii inchisi si sughituri de plans, parca o raza de speranta apare.. o lumina la capatul rabdarii.. deschizi ochii.. nimic special .. doar ca a avenit curentul... tristetea continua sa te stapaneasca..

Directia 5.

 cinci ?!


Directia 5 si Delia Matache - Povestea Noastra

despre

*despre facultate . 28 octombrie . am tot evitat sa abordez subiectul .. pentru ca tind sa cred ca intotdeauna primele impresii sunt cele mai gresite . si am gandit bine. prea putin conteaza, anyway.. intrebarea ramane : "ce caut eu aici ?!"

*despre .. . Nimic nu e intamplator. Desi regret anumite lucruri sper sa ajung in stadiul in care sa fiu sigura ca "asa a fost mai bine". E prea devreme acum, insa sper, sper, sper ! cum am zis, imi pare rau . deocamdata .

can you hear my call ?!

me against my feelings and thoughts. Here sitting on this chair and thinking about what is next or what I have done with my life .. or what is best for me and for people around me . I need to know when exactly I`ll realize what I`ve done. Even if this was the mistake of my life or a good choice ... I need to know. I really need to know ! Is there anybody able to bring order in my head ?! (inspired by Chuck and Blair, season 4, episode 4 ). because 4 is the new (next) five, even if  4 is before five ..

letters to juliet

Sia - I'm In Here

I’m in here
Can anybody see me
Can anybody help?

I’m in here
A prisoner of history
Can anybody help?

Can you hear my call?
Are you coming to get me now?
I’ve been waiting for you to come rescue me
I need you to hold all of the sadness I can not
Live with inside of me

I’m in here
I’m trying to tell you something
Can anybody help?

I’m in here
I’m calling out but you can't hear
Can anybody help?

Can you hear my call?
Are you coming to get me now?
I’ve been waiting for you to come rescue me
I need you to hold all of the sadness I can not
Live with inside of me

I’m crying out
I’m backing down
I am feeling it all
Stuck inside these walls
Tell me there is hope for me
Is anybody out there listening?

Can you hear my call?
Are you coming to get me now?
I’ve been waiting for you to come rescue me
I need you to hold all of the sadness I can not
Live with inside of me

(repeat)

I’m in here
Can anybody see me?
Can anybody help?
daca dragostea e adevarata , e acum si e si peste 50 de ani . daca este dragostea adevarata , ea creste in timp, nu se stinge . daca dragostea este adevarata, distanta nu e o piedica. daca este sau nu adevarata ...  prea tarziu.  nu e o metafora . e doar o tarzie constatare. (inspirata de filmul letters to juliet). doar ca nu toti au norocul sa o descopere .. si cine il are .. 

*prima zi de facultate.