Believing in Cinderella

luni, 25 martie 2013

“I tell a story to you as a human being and you think of a story of your own. The best stories give birth to other stories” – JacquiBanaszysnki.

duminică, 24 martie 2013

sâmbătă, 23 martie 2013

I love watching you sleep. You don't know that , but I do. I love seeing you quiet, small, lost in your dreams, with your eyes closed . I don't know how others see you, sometimes I wonder about that , but in my eyes you are tall, taller than other men.And seeing you like that, seeing the sleepy you ,makes me feel that I can still do something for you, that I can still be your equal. Those are the moments I love, because those are the moments our hearts have the same rythme and that is my favorite music,the music I close my eyes to, my lullaby.

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sâmbătă, 16 martie 2013

Bucuresti

”Nu pot suporta, singur, apusurile de soare decat afara din orase sau, in orice caz, intr-un oras necunoscut. Bucurestiul, indeosebi, are cele mai toxice amurguri, in toate anotimpurile. E greu sa ramai singur, sa nu te indragostesti, sa nu-ti cauti pereche intr-un astfel de oras, in care soarele se stinge cu atata melancolie…”

Mircea Eliade

vineri, 15 martie 2013

I am the designer of my own catastrophy

Can we really leave all the bad feelings behind? Even when we have a fresh start up ahead, can we really forget our past? I think is still with us, tapping on our shoulder, wanting to mess with us once again. The truth is....fear is a powerful weapon. Just when things are starting to look better, we deny our chance to happiness. We overthink things, we create problemes where they are not. Maybe our imagination is playing tricks on us, but how can we tell the difference between what is real and what is not?
Our eyes and ears have decived us before, and now we are determined not to let that happen again. We put our trust in experience, we asume the worse. We fear those around us, because others have hurt us before, but most of all we fear ourselves. What if we are mistaken again? What if we let our wounds push away people? What if...we became the people we hate? What if in our attempt to protect us, we put into practice what we've learned from them? What if we hurt others because of our fear? What if we hurt ourselves by trying to protect the people we love? Are our insecurities ruining our opportunities?
Fear is our worst enemy.