lundi, juillet 04, 2005

a rush of blood to the head

Nothing, absoulutely nothing is as it used to be. Firstly, my friend. Friend. It all looks like an old movie with those shiny kids. They used to be bestfriends, now ... they changed their mind. But, look at her. . She hesitates, can you hear what she's saying? She doesn't know what to do? What a pity. Tell her, or I will do it. You must wait, my dear. You mustn't change any detail right now. Don't you dare make a move! I must ensconce myself.

dimanche, juin 12, 2005

silly

Late at night, nice walk, with nice dog, at nice nigt...i mentioned it before...nice night. 'Let's take a breath, jump over the side'. I started looking...looking...and...Ohh myyy...
Pony. An old car. Called 'pony'. Leif Erikson.
That's why I love singing in the rain.

samedi, juin 11, 2005

Breath in

Who cares?
For bigger press 1
For better press 2
For stronger press 3
For faster press 4
For smarter press #

Breath out

vendredi, juin 10, 2005

oh yeah

Thanks to Coldplay

When I counted up my demons,
Saw there was one for everyday.
With the good ones on my shoulder,
I drove the other ones away.

So if you ever feel neglected,
And if you think all is lost,
I'llbe counting up my demons, yeah,
Hoping everything's not lost.

When you thought that it was over,
You could feel it all around.
Everybody's out to get you,
Don't you let it drag you down.

If you ever feel neglected,
And if you think all is lost.
I'll be counting up my demons, yeah,
Hoping everything's not lost.

jeudi, juin 09, 2005

isn't it funny?

I'm trying to be nice, kind and so on. I don't want to hurt anyone, I loathe prevaricators, I'm against war. What really irritate me is when somebody wants to be 'the most important', 'the best' but not for himslef but for...me. You get the point? For example: I'm truly upset, tired and I wanna be silent, and that toxic person is mad cause I ignore her. Just like my friend says: holly shit!

X&Y. What if? Amazing!

jeudi, mai 26, 2005

3:2

I'm hooked on football. Yeap. What a lovely way to burn. I'm getting used to jazz. Yeap. I'm reading history of Jim M. Yeaaap. I'm listening to Interpol. Yeap. NYC. oh yyeaap. I shiver. Indeed. I'm happy

yeaap.

She lives on Love Street
Lingers long on Love Street
She has a house and garden
I would like to see what happens

["Love street", The Doors]

mardi, mai 17, 2005

echo

I'm trying to be totally honest. I'm sure, that no one knows who am I.
what a wonderful feelling

I'm addicted to coffee. It's sth paranoid. I even started looking for songs with coffee in. Here we go: Emiliana Torrini "heartstopper".

I like wind. What the hell I'm saying. I'm totally normal. I suppose. It's something like Veronika.(form 'Veronika decides to die')

The sun is shining, children are playing ball, everybody thinks.

Everybody hurts you wanted to say?

C'mon now...