It’s like you’re screaming, and no one can hear. You almost feel ashamed, that someone could be that important that without them you feel like nothing. No one will ever understand how much it hurts. You feel hopeless, like nothing can save you. And when it’s over, and it’s gone, you almost wish that you could have all that bad stuff back, so that you could have the good.

The scars of your love, remind me of us.

They keep me thinking that we almost had it all

The scars of your love, they leave me breathless

I can't help feeling

We could have had it all

Rolling in the deep

You had my heart inside your hand

And you played it

To the beat

Ieri s-ar fi facut patru luni. ... De ce inca mai tin cont de asta?

Stii, eu chiar incerc dar de fiecare data cand fac un pas tu esti acolo. De fiecare data cand il sarutam imi lasam inima sa creada ca esti tu. Nu ma pot atasa de nimeni indiferent cat am incerca amandoi, de fiecare data ii compar cu tine si imi dau seama ca esti singurul cu care as vre sa fiu.

Fuck it, i'm young

Le baaal <3.
Frumi frumi frumi. Am interviu la utv b-). Am dansat like a baws cu un tip care s-a suparat ca nu ii acord suficienta atentie (imi pare rau :o3, sa stii ca am vazut cum te-ai uitat la mine ) si am cunoscut un alt tip pe care nici acum nu stiu cum il cheama si de care nu stiu cum sa scap (sa nuu vii maine, sa nu vii maine,sa nu vii maine)
moor de somn si totusi nu mi-e somn. Vad oameni in jurul meu, dubiooos !

Re-edit : eram nebuna.