Iunie 14th, 2008 by breathemein

Pentru perioada de care imi aduce aminte.

Pentru sentimentele pe care le retraiesc.

Pentru o melodie frumoasa.

Pentru zilele care n-or sa mai vina.

Pentru oamenii care s-au schimbat.

Pentru mine…

Iunie 14th, 2008 by breathemein

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Iunie 14th, 2008 by breathemein

Aceste “animalutze” au fost adunate dupa ce s-a facut curatenia de dupa tsunami-ul de pe coasta indoneziana. Sper sa nu va sperie… Eu ma bag la loc in pat… Imi trag si patura peste cap… Maybe they’ll miss me…

Iunie 14th, 2008 by breathemein

OMG! Is there life on Mars?

Dupa tot bullshitul, ramane o bucata de munte sculptata frumos de intemperiile de pe Marte. Or at least, that’s what I think…

Iunie 14th, 2008 by breathemein

We’re both looking for something
We’ve been afraid to find
It’s easier to be broken
It’s easier to hide

Looking at you, holding my breath
For once in my life I’m scared to death
I’m taking a chance letting you inside

I’m feeling alive all over again
As deep as a sky under my skin
Like being in love, she said, for the first time
Well maybe I’m wrong, I’m feeling right
Where I belong with you tonight
Like being in love to feel for the first time

The world that I see inside you
Waiting to come to life
Waking me up to dreaming
Reality in your eyes

Looking at you, holding my breath
For once in my life I’m scared to death
I’m taking a chance letting you inside

I’m feeling alive all over again
As deep as a sky under my skin
Like being in love, she said, for the first time
Well maybe I’m wrong, I’m feeling right
Where I belong with you tonight
Like being in love to feel for the first time

We’re crashing
Into the unknown
We’re lost in this
But it feels like home

I’m feeling alive all over again
As deep as a sky under my skin
Like being in love, she said, for the first time
Well maybe I’m wrong, I’m feeling right
Where I belong with you tonight
Like being in love to feel for the first time

Like being in love she said for the first time
Like being in love with you the first time

Iunie 14th, 2008 by breathemein

Libertatea unei femei consta in a nu depinde de barbatul de langa ea.

Libertatea ei consta in libertatea de a-si face bagajul oricand, fara s-o retina nimic.

Libertatea ei consta in a fi capabila sa respire singura si sa traiasca fara un barbat care s-o protejeze.

Libertatea ei consta in a putea iubi orice barbat, dar alege sa iubeasca doar unul.

Libertatea ei consta in a-i cere socoteala barbatului pentru farfuria nespalata, in timp ce i-o spala cu drag.

Libertatea ei consta in a nu depinde de un barbat care n-o iubeste si pentru care e doar un trofeu, o saltea, un mijloc de a alunga singuratatea, un substitut pentru mama.

Libertatea femeii consta in a fi pe deplin fericita, indiferent ca e alaturi de un barbat, de o alta femeie, singura sau cu un copil.

Libertatea femeii e curajul de a face ce vrei, fara sa iti faci griji, procese de constiinta, fara sa-ti para rau si fara durerea care insosteste falsitatea.