still

down there still eating from myself. no one, but no one.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kECZnPrIufo

asta inseamna sa fii

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qed

fishing law

despite the warning, there is a huge storm coming from the west. it is 5 long days away. i shall just face them, head up, focused minded, enjoying barefooted the green green grass of others home. i need any kind of magic fish.

my moment

is so f.king close.

nk

when they asked me whether I inspire people, I wish I’d said I do instead of “I support” (them). it’s good my message got there, where I wanted it to be. although I like that color, I meant it mainly for Colt Prattes and secondly for the words and thirdly for the dance and fourthly for the whole.

not

“Oh, do you know the muffin man

The muffin man, the muffin man

Oh do you know the muffin man,

Who lives in Drury Lane?”

I really do NOT need a reminder. I truly know that you’re there, alive and kicking, wandering and wondering, sleeping around, taking photos, winking and kissing, hugging and clapping.

No, I am NOT lovable. 

 

black grey white

I need neither a handsome bad man nor a handsome cop to watch a TV series. but the one that recommends it, well, he must be absolutely handsome. “and he is”, added my monster during pms, and then she turned on the laptop and started staring at the three little dots, waving in black, grey and white. as most of her thoughts.

lion

"There were once three young wizards that walked through the jungle and reached a large plain. There, in the yellowish grass, they found a paw with claws. The first wizard put meat on the paw, the second put fur over the meat. The third breathed life into the body that became a lion. The lion rose slowly on its four legs, shook down the mane and opened a huge mouth. Then it came down on the people who had created it and swallowed all three."

at least

I'm sorry but I really need to feed the beast.

have a good look at the frog

Once upon a time there was this frog finger puppet. I used to carry it around every time my hair looked bad, every time you looked-in and not out. I still have it and together with another nine animals finger puppets, they give my hands a new look anytime I need to use my fingers. you see, it’s all about using or getting used to.

swing gently

I hope you realize that you have to go out and take a breath of fresh air. someone asks you a simple question and you answer by a composition that seems to be written by a teenager watching the private practice series. j’’z.

counting crows

good morning, blue morning!
it is time to rise and shine,
this is now far far behind...

for free...dot*

Motto: I was aware she’ll wake up soon, all signs point it out.
I’ve recently found a CD with a back up from back then, conversations at midnight, at the end of the working hours, in the morning and in the evening, offline and online, sad and mad, happy and snappy, why the hell are you keeping this, she started to scream (from the top of her lungs). It’s very simple, “this” is you. Really? Then here you are, I’m shaking my left bra cup from the great story of the fleas; just put them where you’re needed:
.
...
.......

* or Give ME the link

sleeping beauty

“why should we say goodbye?” because there will be no monster during the next nine months. with these ordinary words, I’ve put to sleep my monster during pms. I didn’t tell her she won’t be missed. because her state of mind is very awake in me and not only once a month, but all the time!

alter ego

I wish I had been there when my Monster opened the music box. as background information, there was only one song and, surely, she was told that that song was worth listening. I can never manage to remember how to calm her, but this is a way for sure. although she claims she doesn’t know herself that well. although I claim I know myself quite well. She decided to stay, which didn’t surprise me very much. She – the monster, me – just me.

in and out (repeat)

I’ve blocked deep inside my outbursts of (let’s say) repo woman. I would have loved to bury them deep outside, but (you see) this would have equaled to cutting one of my hands (and it should come in pairs, shouldn’t it?) Could you blame my striving, born of the sinful necessity?

:*** Later (but not that late) edit: ah, you’re always one step ahead.

I (am)

“put back the previous text, and I mean it! otherwise I’ll think you’re some matt parkman!!!!” my M(onster) during PMS was screaming and screaming at someone, so loudly I couldn’t hear my thoughts. and by the way, all the wires within my head were so f.king mixed up this morning. should I cut one in order to get a glimpse? “aaand…cut! back then, you did it wrong, you got it wrong!”, screamed the M(onster) at me this time.

please, be so kind, the thirteenth.

couple

wtf? I mean WTF?! the wife is hospitalized after her breast was hacked and the husband is gone for the weekend to “harvest” some plums. how can you be so f.king weak-minded? it seems like my monster during pms.

july start

i'm going to make this my own moon landing. mother i'd like to f.ck, brother i'd like to ki.l, sister i'd like to c.py, friend i'd like to c.y on, lover i'd like to m.et and so on.

* My monster during PMS by R&S

so long

“Although I knew about the high level meeting, I put on a very transparent blouse and a very long and colored necklace. Of course, he was present, but in the opposite corner of the room. Mr. L. came one hour late, no tie, shirt unbuttoned.  I drew during the meeting and I’m thinking he thought that I was writing as I was used to do once (upon a December). So long for so long.”

* My monster during PMS by R&S