METALHEAD

METALHEAD

Tocmai am observat ca nu am mai postat de ceva vreme, probabil pentru ca nu am mai avut timp. Repetitie peste repetitie, betie peste betie, cine naiba a mai avut timp de blog.
Am ajuns la concluzia ca tot mai bine e singur tata. Faci ce vrei cu cine vrei unde vrei cand vrei si probabil asta o as fie motto'ul meu mult timp de acum in colo. Orice ar fi tot prietenii sunt baza, si sunt fericit ca am prietenii care ii am. Ma gandeam, no sa mai imi bat capu, ca vad ca nu are rost, o sa las lucrurile sa decurga de la sine, no more plans, plans suck. Cel mai bine, o sami vad de repetitia mea, de basu meu de prietenii mei si numi mai bat capu, ca vad ca orice as incerca nu merge. De ce naiba patesc mereu chestia asta? eh ce mai conteaza, every punch in the face is a new begining, what doesnt kill you makes u stronger, oare asa o fi? Tocmai miam dat seama ca timpu nu prea sta in loc, iar eu cam pierd timpul, but no more.



And ll "The e'facts", Amen.

What tha hell was that? Fuckin lovit, fucking wanna do it again, fuckin waiting for that for like 2 fuckin weeks, fucking great, fuckin fuck.Brothars? fuck maybe, we allways get all the good things togheter donno how but we do. Ain't that fuckin cool?
Knocking on heaaaaaaavennnn's fuckin door, shivers down my spine, bad headake, and nothing else mateeeersss.

Be carefull what you do, cuz you might suffer the concequences, that what i get since a week or so. What could be those concequences? broken heart? broken guitar? broken bass? broken drum sticks? got no ideea. Or maybe we should just risk it, yeah, sometimes its better to risk without asking questions. Works for me, works for everybody. Two blind dates canceled because of the reharsal, kinda sad, but we can find a way to make it work. And there's nothing wrong with me, this is how i'm suposed to be, in this land of make beleive, noone beleives in me. Noone really seems to careeeeee.

Ciudat, la ora asta sunt foarte beat;de ce? am avut motiv sa beau. I set my eyes on a big prize, but surprize, she has a pair. Fuck, need some beer, let the alchool run though my veins, let the alchool, fuck me up rly good, can't understand a fuckin' thing, am i rly a billie joe or just a fckin clown, am i raly me or just a fukin image?
But i still have smth u gave to me; Biab. I kinda own you for life on that one, but not only for that, got some more reasons, can't share them right now. U know them. Fuck the U.S.A, good work Rammstein, Summerpunk, like what the fuck am i writing? Need some kind of help here, baby don't cryyy tonight.. A spark is a spark, i kinda feeled it for my own. Kinda sad when i think i am so lef behind, well still got GD. Helps me though sad fuckin moments like these. I'll be fine, i guess, don't worry theres no sugar.

Ce pula mea s-a intamplat cu lumea asta? Calatorim prin viata asta fara sa avem idee unde vrem sa mergem sau ce vrem sa facem, nesiguranta asta ucide, nu mai stim sa lasa de la noi, sa iertan, sa trecem cu vederea. Incapatanarea asta ne orbeste si ne fura luciditatea. Unde sunt vremurile in care era amuzant sa cunosti persoane noi, unde sunt vremurile in care ieseai din casa, ca sa te distrezi? Ne certam, ne impacam, ne certam, ne impacam, cam asta e filozofia secolului 21. "Tari ca muntii" imi pare rau ca iti spun dar nu mai e nimeni tare ca un munte, suntem numai mamaligi, facem orice ca sa ne fie noua bine, si uitam de prieteni, dar ce ne intereseaza pe noi de prieteni nu? Suntem prieteni doar cand avem nevoie de ceva, cand lucrurile merg prost ne bagam pula in ei. M-am saturat sa cad eu ala prost mereu, trebuie sa apara o schimbare...curand.