men and their perfect women

Single men after the age of 30 become a little bit like women, they don't have the biological clock, but they need THE RELATIONSHIP. And not any relationship. Like their car, or apartment they need the perfect one, the perfect women. So they start looking and looking and sometimes they do meet somebody and it's looking like they made it. She has the perfect smile, attitude, clothes or breasts so they need her. They want her! So they go for it. And after a while they realize this woman is not quite perfect. So they teach her to smile, talk and they don't actually pay attention to her too much. They do train her perfectly! The sad part in this story is that they don't actually see HER. Because she is already perfect, perfect for somebody else! I heard that beauty and perfection are actually made from tiny, tiny imperfections that put all together form this extraordinary moments and people. So instead of looking for this film image of the perfect women, take a good look at the women beside you, open your eyes real good and stop breathing for a second. Maybe you will be amazed, or maybe not, the truth is for sure you will have THE REAL image of the women beside you. And who knows maybe you'll fall for this real woman with flaws and broken smiles.

I never felt free enough to act like a lunatic. And something changed, and I became a totally different person. I shouted, yelled and I said whatever was in my mind to the entire world. I thought for a second that I'm changing. That I'm this amazing person and I kinda liked it. But all the feelings and emotions just got the best of me. All that freedom was just an illusion. I just end up hurting myself and on the way some others. I kinda need some balance. That relationship damaged me. Made me wanna shout and scream and yell because I was sooo quite for sooo looong. And now I need to know when to shout and scream and when to be quiet. Nobody will teach you shit. All the lessons you have to learn by yourself. The thing is I never let myself be wrong and do mistakes. I was too scared to mess things up. Sometimes you have to do the worse of you. Just to remind yourself how good you can become. the end. ?

about one darling idiot.

I don't know why I still keep all of my darling idiots in my life. Maybe because they are a constant reminder of what I had to learn. Maybe it's just a healing process, that I apply to myself every time something like that happen. Point is my facebook is full of them. My darlings idiots. Don't get me wrong I still feel some kind of affection towards them. Because in the end I was the one breaking up with them. They weren't mine to keep. I wasn't theirs to be. Point blank I wanna have just one idiot in my list. Just one darling idiot. please?

I'm 26 and not afraid to show it!

sunt bine. am ajuns in acel punct in care totul se rezolva. in care am invatat ca daca ignor ori asimilez si mai invat ceva din tot ce se intampla devin mai inteleapta si mai calma. mai am rabufniri de adolescenta rebela, dar ma consolez cu faptul ca stiu sa ma iau frumos de-o aripa si sa-mi dau acel atat de necesar sut in fund. Sunt dura cu mine. Si am asteptari mari si uneori nu stiu sa ma iubesc indeajuns incat sa-mi fie mie bine, dar exersez in oglinda si sunt mandra sa spun ca imi iese. am douazeci si sase de ani si inca invat rolul de om mare. sunt pe the right path. si as vrea sa las toate dezamagirile, depresiile si zilele acelea mohorate undeva in tenebrele trecutului. pentru ca eu cea de acum..are si am atat de multe de facut! si imi trebuie doar rabdare si timp si voi ajunge in acel punct al vietii mele in care voi avea parte doar de zambete si multa, multa, gretos de multa fericire. pentru ca merit. si pentru ca asta imi doresc. asa ca La multi ani frumosi mie! si la naiba cu toti si toate! hai noroc mie! :D

This girl is on fire! haha! :D

2013 2012 a fost un an moderat; plin de emotii bune pe alocuri, de descoperiri si presarat cate un pic cu dureri de cap, depresii si neintelegeri. Dar mi-am indeplinit in mare tot ce mi-am propus. Ceea ce ma face sa-mi doresc de o mie de ori mai mult. Pentru ca acum ma simt de parca in sfarsit m-am regasit. Nu ma mai simt doar umbra. Nu mai sunt doar un ecou a ce as putea fi. Sunt eu cu toate. Cu bune. Cu rele. Ma simt de parca tot razboiul asta dus cu mine. Toata ura care o purtam cu mine. S-a dus. si mi-e bine. si acum pot sa respir. pot sa-mi vad de viata mea. pot in sfarsit sa fiu fericita. sa lucrez la un viitor pentru mine. unul mai bun. mai darnic. pentru ca merit. pentru ca meerriiit! si viata e buna! :) La multi ani!

Always.. I was somebody's sidekick.. Never had the balls to be my own hero. Always.. and now I know I have to change my soul.. And find my own glow.. Always.. never had an idea of who I really am. just a little glimpse. only when I was forced to reveal myself to the world. Always. hiding in the shadows. caz it was comfortable. caz it was easy. never had to reveal and love someone at my own potential and my own terms. always. was the sidekick.. ps. can't change everything now. caz now is gone. but I learned something. always try your best. and hope for the best. and always be yourself with your goods and bads.

urasc have to...

As vrea sa nu ma simt atat de goala. As vrea sa-i vorbesc fara sa simt ca trebuie. As vrea sa-l iubesc. Si nu pot. Si nu stiu ce ma opreste. Frica? Nu stiu. Si ma scoate din sarite. Ma scoate din sarite felul in care il ignor. Ma scoate din sarite felul in care ma opresc sa-l iubesc. Ma scoate din sarite felul in care ma opresc. Ma opresc. Ma opresc si tac. Si as vrea sa tip. Si as vrea sa-i spun tot si toate. Si nu pot. Nu mai glas. si simt cum adun cate un strop de ura in fiecare zi. pentru mine. pentru el. pentru neputinta mea. si nu stiu ce ar trebui sa fac. pentru ca nu mai pot. sa tac.