Cold evil mornings. Part 1.

Like everyday... I woke up in the morning, and looked at the sky. "God damn, another cold day!" It was almoust summer, but still cold... Nobody was at home, and I thought this was really weird, no one of my parents were leaving the house early morning in weekends. I grabbed my cell, ready to call them, but I got no answer. "Wtf?!" I felt again really cold, and so I decided to grab a snack while I was looking at tv, with a really warm pull-over on. Hours passed by, but nobody was coming home. What in the world were my parent doing? Almoust ready to kill somebody, I pulled some pants on and ran 'till downstairs. It was cold like it was winter, I was freezing, nobody was passing by, all the stores were closed. "Oh, come on!" I thought it was a really bad joke. I walked a lil' bit more, but I couldn't found anybody. No human being, no being at all if i was thinking and looking again.No cars at all, no sign of life. "Maybe I'm dreaming... Maybe this is a nightmare..." I thought. "No, not at all... I wish it was, but I'm afraind is so real! Poor you!" Okay, I was really mad now. "I knew it was a bad joke, I just knew it!" I turned around, and then I got white, and I started shaking. "Who are you?" I asked. As a reply, I god a sadical smile and then I knew I really wasn't dreaming. But I wish I did.

Dupa cum unii dintre voi stiu, sunt o mare fana a emisiunii A Haunting de pe Discovery. In fiecare vineri noaptea stau cu toate luminile aprinse si ma uit la emisiune ca hiptonitaza, desi unele reproduceri ale demonilor sunt cam prea reale. Anyway, o o melodie care imi place foarte mult e Haunting de la Evanescence. O secventa de cateva note se regaseste si la aparitia demonilor/spiritelor in emisiune, iar daca o sa fiti atenti o s-o recunoasteti. Pana la ora 10 insa, va las melodia impreuna cu versurile. Mie una mi se pare ca melodia invoca un loc macabru, bantuit de un demon, si un prost care e chinuit de entitatea demonica ^^. Ador faptul ca melodia e facut din perspectiva demonului!

Haunted

Long lost words whisper slowly to me,
still can't find what keeps me here,
when all this time i've been so hollow inside.
I know you're still there.

Watching me, wanting me.
I can feel you pull me down,
fearing you loving you.
I won't let you pull me down.

Hunting you, i can smell you - alive.
Your heart pounding in my head.

Watching me, wanting me.
I can feel you pull me down,
saving me, raping me,
watching me?

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Ah, lol-u'... Ce mod mai bun de a incepe o zi decat cu un lol? :) Clasic, concis si la obiect. Mereu pregatit sa-ti sara in ajutor cand un epic fail (cum ar fi blogu' asta care tot micsoreaza scrisu') face ceva pe masura lui de fail. Si totusi, in fiecare zi ma intreb cine este in spatele acestei abrevieri ce ne indulceste ziua precum un Lipton... Eu una mereu mi l-am imaginat pe creatorul lui ca pe un om sec, tru, extrem de tataia. Mai pe scurt, exact asa cum ar trebui sa fie ^^. God bless you, lol inventor!

Pentru ce si pentru cine?

Cel mai idiot lucru posibil mi se pare sa fumezi. Pentru ce? Pentru cine? De ce? Sunt multe intrebari pe care fumatorii ar trebui sa si le puna. Mai ales daca esti o epic fail luzar de a 7-a care nu stii bine ce naiba e cu tine (chiar mi-e mila de oameni de-astia :|). Multi spun ca daca fumezi esti tru. :-? M-am gandit la asta, si nu e asa. Eu si secismul meu suntem bine mersi, cat se poate de tru si feşăn. si fara sa fumam. Si, ca sa fim sinceri,nici nu simtim nevoia. Am observat pe cineva acest comportament "fumatoresc" si mi-am dat seama ca astfel de persoane nu sunt din cale-afara de destepte (imi pare rau, da' asa e!) si probabil ca nah, cam atata pot gandi? :-? Oameni, fiti realisti! Dupa ce ca tigarile is si scumpe ca naiba, mai si dauneaza sanataii al naibii de mult. Cred ca asta o stie cel mai bine vecinu' de alaturi care are cancer pulmonar de la tigari, si credeti-ma, nu vreti sa stiti cum respira :-S. Da' in fond oricat de mult as vrea prostia nu se poate vindeca deloc. Postu' asta e doar pt cei care cred in viitorul lor si fara tigari sau liceu' industrial.

Hello, let's fail together! \:D/

Well, hello there, man that's failing like I do! ^^ (Gazon :>)