Monday, April 25th, 2011 |
09:42 |
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Saturday, April 23rd, 2011 |
20:13 |
dažreiz man ne no kā paliek neaprakstāmi bail. tā, ka sāk trīcēt rokas un paliek slikta dūša. tā kā tagad. |
Thursday, April 14th, 2011 |
18:50 |
pats svarīgākais varētu būt - neaizdomāties pie stūres un nenobraukt Mirdzu Martinsoni. |
18:49 |
re, es pat to vārdu nemāku uzrakstīt pareizi, nepiedomājot. suicidālas. |
18:47 |
šodien,braucot pār Vanšu tiltu, es domāju, ka varētu pārgriezt vēnas un tad neiet uz darbu. Tās ir ļoti jocīgas domas, jo man nekad nav bijušas nopietnas suiciduālas tieksmes vai nepatika pret savu darbu. |
Thursday, March 31st, 2011 |
10:03 |
Pavasars un cilvēks ar trepēm - es esmu tas viss. |
Friday, February 11th, 2011 |
20:54 |
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FvAumFo1PPE You knocked me out You bit my lip You held me down And kept me sober
Through all this time With no regret I guess that's just the way I liked it
Maybe When I'm free I'll realize all I really wanted To share all the peace Something that I never wanted
So wait Don't go Seems as though It's getting scary So please Don't you go Wait Don't you go
You knocked me out I can never be the same I pushed you over And here we will remain
Confusion new Do you, and nothing's right Nobody but you has to Hold on to the fight Just before you cry
It won't change you It won't change me And I don't even wonder why
Don't touch Feel so much
And life Yeah we cry I know Baby I know
But fate I'm waking I feel I touch I breathe I cry I know this
So wait Wait I said please Smile just before you cry
Don't you go
You knocked me out I can never be the same I pushed you over But here we still remain You knocked me out I can never be the same
I can take the fight But don't Don't take it away
You knocked me out You bit my lip You held me down and kept me sober |
Friday, January 28th, 2011 |
16:10 |
Rhett Butler: Would you satisfy my curiosity on a point which has bothered me for some time? Scarlett: Well, what is it? Be quick! Rhett Butler: Tell me, Scarlett, do you never shrink from marrying men you don't love? Scarlett: How did you ever get out of jail? Why didn't they hang you?
Scarlett: Rhett, Rhett... Rhett, if you go, where shall I go? What shall I do? Rhett Butler: Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn. |
Tuesday, January 25th, 2011 |
00:23 |
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Sunday, January 2nd, 2011 |
22:47 |
tik daudzas reizes Iesākties kopā ar tevi |
Sunday, December 19th, 2010 |
22:59 |
tā pa lielam es saprotu, ka man neatnesīs eglīti un uz gultu no dīvāna aizmigušu arī neaiznesīs. |
Friday, December 17th, 2010 |
17:02 |
bet es esmu kā ziedu valsis no pienvedēja piedzīvojumiem, tāds it kā jautrs un priecīgs un tad aiziet čīgāšana un minors, bet ritms paliek ātrs. es skumstu ritmiski. |
Friday, December 3rd, 2010 |
20:49 |
nu vienreiz jau var |
Thursday, December 2nd, 2010 |
17:57 |
I want to I want to be someone else or I'll explode Floating upon this surface for the birds The birds The birds
You want me? Fucking well come and find me I'll be waiting With a gun and a pack of sandwiches And nothing Nothing Nothing Nothing
You want me? Well come on and break the door down You want me? Fucking come on and break the door down I'm ready I'm ready I'm ready I'm ready I'm ready I'm ready
Current Music: Talk Show Host - Radiohead |
16:34 |
kāpēc es nemāku izteikties gari un skaisti? jo es taču augu tad, kad bija jāiemācās izteikties pēc iespējas īsāk, jo klades maksāja dārgi, īsziņas maksāja dārgi, rakstīšanas telpa bija jātaupa. |
16:33 |
Kaut ko salauzt sevī, tā man gribas, kādu kaulu, kādu ieradumu, kādu lieku domu. "Krakš" un pēkšņi viss ir savādāk. |
Monday, November 29th, 2010 |
19:40 |
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Friday, November 26th, 2010 |
17:17 |
atmini paroli staigāju pa daudziem veikaliem, pērku nevajadzīgas lietas. bet viss tik ļoti riebjas. viss. no sākuma jau baigi smieklīgi, pēc tam pāriet un noriet. varbūt jūru vajag, nezinu. |
Friday, November 12th, 2010 |
17:30 |
kamēr tu man nestāsti savus murgus, kas ir mani sapņi, ir baigi labi. |
Thursday, October 28th, 2010 |
21:16 |
jebšu And death keeps knocking at our door So we open the door and we die a bit more |