December 2009
29 posts
I was just bony hands as cold as a winter pole You held a warm stone out new flowing blood to hold Oh what a contrast you were To the brutes in the halls My timid young fingers held a decent animal. Over the ramparts you tossed The scent of your skin and some foreign flowers Tied to a brick Sweet as a song The years have been short but the days were long. Cool of a temperate breeze from dark...
Luke Pritchard
Say whatever you have to say, I’ll stand by you. And do whatever you have to do to get it out and not become a reactionary to hurt the ones you love. You know you never meant to but you do, oh, yeah you do. And be whoever you have to be, I won’t judge you. And sing whatever you have to sing to get it out and not become a recluse about you how to come out. I know you never meant to...
Believe in me, believe in nothing. Corner me and make me something.
haddaway has a concert tomorrow in my city.. but I can’t go ;(
Like an inevitable dream.
When I saw you sitting there You were like a shining star. Like a pretty figure. Like a comet. Like a touch of burning fire. When I pay attention to your sayings You move so far away. Like a scared child. Like a coldness. Like a dreadful freezing face. When I need you like a breath You run away again. Like a snowflake. Like a tear. Like a slowly fading voice. When I try not to notice You...
When hope appears to be fading you show up again. Like a light. Like a smile. Like a beautiful reminding blaze.
When you know that you just don’t know.
Another great night, but this time thanks to The Others.
Barbed wire of rusty feelings is piercing every centimetre of us. What’s left of the childish illusions pressed by the reality? Barbed wire of rusty thoughts is piercing every piece of the mind. We can only hate so much and run far away from ourselves. Isn’t it time to look our life right in the eyes?
Last night was awesome.
And all thanks to Grafa. He’s an amazing singer. And, wow, he’s definitely one of the most beautiful and magnificent men in the whole entire world.
I’ll write and post some things and pictures later, because now I gotta go.
I just want to say.
Yeah, it was wonderful.
I just want to say that the last night was one of...
Have you ever felt invisible? Why?
“Човекът представлява едно дълго изречение, написано с много любов и вдъхновение, но и пълно с правописни грешки.”
“The person is a sentence, which is written with so much love and inspiration, but also full of spelling mistakes.”
