Ceea ce nu scriem la timp, nu scriem niciodata. In euforia mea, nu m-am gandit ca fericirea nu e infinita atunci cand vine din exterior, nu am crezut ca te vei smulge din viata mea si vei lua tot ce ai adus cu tine. Am gresit prin faptul ca nu am rabufnit la orice intepatura? Follow Blog via Email.

Posted in moods that take me and erase me. Some days are an endless timeloop. So is the lone memory. My dreams are tired of premonitions. Come to me like a snowfall. Posted in Reflection of a Shadow. A face, a space. I can walk on water. But I rarely remember that I can. Nor can I remember if this was a dream. A moment from the future.

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