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Sunday, March 22, 2009

in love with life.

wearing his clothes and the way that they smell. when his scent stays on you after a date. the butterflies you get in your stomach when he kisses you, or simply touches your hand. when you see him smiling, and you know that it's only because of you. the feeling that you finally found yourself, and that the search is finally over. not caring about what other people think anymore, because you know there's someone that likes you just the way you are. having to stop a kiss because you can't help yourself from smiling. the day you first kissed. when he tells you that he loves to hear you sing. when he wears that t-shirt he knows you like.

Sunday, March 15, 2009

Kate Nash - Pistachio Nut

Sublim.



I'm sorry we couldnt have breakfast before I left
I hope that the meeting went well
I miss your smile and I miss your company
I'm thinking of you on the train and I'm thinking about you when I'm busy
I like you so much
I like the jumpers you wear
I like your teeth
And I like it when you cut your hair
I like getting drunk on Rose
Dark chocolate, roast dinners
Number one would be indulgence
Sending postcards, drawing pictures
Always remembering
Falling over, banging heads
Holes in both our tights
Bruises, both late
I forget but you always remember
Perfume fresh
Wooden floorboards
Wardrobes, charity shops and tube stops
Sisters, fights, tears and thoughts about the future
But lets stick to the present
Like sellotape wrapped up so tight
I love thinking about you
I've never laughed so hard
Felt so good, like a child
As free as a bird, a naked one
Spray me with the hose when it's too hot in the summer
Sweaty, clammy hands
Holding hands
So much crap in my bag
Too many things but we love keeping things
Letters, pictures, ripped out from magazines
Photos, memories, broken bits of jewelry
I'm convinced that one day I will make this into something cool
Makeup, dress-up
Tear and run down my face
Over my body, through my veins
Make my hair stand on ends
Give me goosebumps, confidence
A secret, I feel safe and warm and I dont want to leave because
I'm back to when I was seven years old
Covered in glitter and smooth lines
Scratch, jump, run, fall and we're back up
Bread, I love eating bread
I love when you draw something and it's not dead
It moves off the page and round people's minds
You make other people laugh
But everything you do could make me cry
I want to feel, be, live, breathe, touch, see, fall, eat
Make glue, rip do, I want to be with you
I havent time for anybody else
I dont wanna be with them
I wanna move to our house in a field
Just tell me when and I'll be there
I'd drop everything for you
You are my best friend
I dont even have a boyfriend
My mind is occupied
My buzz is rocket high
Above the moon and back again
Who I love is you
You are the most unpretentious
The most fun, most exciting
I want to spend most of my time with you
Because you are the most worthwhile
You are the most cute, clever, and stupid
Hungry, energetic, passionate, scared, interesting
Like a film, made up person
I want to drink cream, eat chocolate
Get that nice suprise when the butter is un-salted
Eat salt out of the packet
Scream till I am blue in the face
Meet French people, go to the pictures
Show you my cobbled streets
Meet everybody that you could ever meet
Just so that they know that you are my best friend
And that you belong to me
Yeah, I know you think she's cute and funny
But er, actually she is not an I, she is a we
A united nation of absoloute nonescence
A community, neighbourhood watch
Firestation, theme park, space, time and energy
Talent, beauty, my best friend
They dont love you like I love you
The End.

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Sunt cine sunt datorita tuturor.

Sunt mama care crede in mine. Sunt gicu pe care stiu unde sa-l caut. Sunt toate etajele liftului meu. Sunt toti baietii pe care i-am sarutat si cei care vor urma. Sunt profesoara de fizica care a vrut sa ma pice si cea din clasa intai care mi-a dat curaj. Sunt toate numele de cod pentru baieti pe care le-am facut cu Ana. Sunt vara in care m-am imprietenit cu Budinca. Sunt toti oamenii pe care i-am cunoscut si cei pe care urmeaza sa-i cunosc. Sunt toate episoadele de Friends si Two and a Half Men pe care le-am vazut. Sunt prietena mea cea mai buna din clasa a2-a, Iris. Sunt toate emisiunile 'In gura presei' cu Mircea Badea pe care le-am urmarit. Sunt toate locurile in care am ras cu prietenii si cele in care le-am simtit lipsa. Sunt toate turele de szarvas pe care le-am facut cu gicu in cautarea divinitatilor. Sunt toate melodiile Coldplay si Maroon 5 pe care le-am fredonat. Sunt toti cei care m-au dezamagit si cei care m-au surprins placut. Sunt toti cei care m-au descurajat si cei care m-au sprijinit. Sunt cine sunt datorita tuturor.

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

pastrama de banane.


ahh banano sa incep prin a cita stickerul pe care ti lam dat pe facebook: 'i love how we make up code names for guys so that no one will know what were talking about.'
mai stii pastrama cand eu culegeam floricele pe campii iar tu iti schimbai tapiteria? dar cand eu ma urcam prin copacei iar tu cantai 'snow hey oh'? ma rog deja am crescut acum, tu deja ai trecut la treburi mai serioase, gen Brad Pitt. eu am ramas cu ale mele, gen Urata. ar mai fi unii trecatori cu jeci magice, locuri magice, gen Snack Attack, din astia cu trecut dubios, gen securistu', din astia hubba hubba gen maghen david dar one at a time baby, nu-i asa ana?

'Nu-i asa ursuletule ca noi doi vom ramane prieteni pe vecie?' 'Ba chiar mai mult de atat!'

-ciolanelul tau presat <3

CARAMEL!

Budinca de Caramel din Strudel si Clatite.

Contine: caramel, strudel , clatite, amintiri, rasete, secrete, xD-uri, poze.
Mod de preparare: iei un bol, pui aluatul de mai sus si mai adaugi:
-amintiri: kuba-
http://www.youtube.com/v/93BWhPncUEg&hl=en&fs=1 , tzitzu xD, mattycool - 'beautiful princess' 'tzuki pufo' securistu', dame si mazare- inainte sa-i introduceti trebuie rasi in cap si de-caciulizati. una bucata 'invitatie la vals' si una bucata fool.
-overused phrases: 'vaaai' 'pazea' 'puti' 'giugi' 'xD' 'doamna budincaaa' 'domnul cocalaar' 'tzuki pufo'
-our songs: veronica demonica. if you feel my love- blaxy girls. yala lecha. adama veshamaim.

Atentie! contine caramel fierbinte si este foarte dulce!

-to pudds,
much love - linc

xD :x :* >:D<