Author: No One
•duminică, septembrie 19, 2010
Viata bate filmul. In general viata bate fictiunea. O trimite la spital in coma. Eu asta cred. Oricat ai inventa, vei avea surpriza sa gasesti in viata ceva asemanator. Nu e nimic din ce ti-ai putea imagina care sa nu existe pe undeva intr-o forma sau alta. Asa si cu blogurile. Nu sunt matematician dar statistic n-ai cum sa nu gasesti bloguri cu totul (sau partial) adevarate. Noi, ca oameni, suntem limitati de ce vedem, de ce auzim, de ce stim, asa ca putem sa credem ca ceva ce nu am vazut, ce nu am auzit sau nu am stiut poate sa fie fictiune, ceva ce nu poate fi real. Cum ziceam: fiecare cu realitatea lui. Dar sunt atatea realitati...

Am tendinta sa stau peste noapte la calculator fara sa fac nimic. Pur si simplu stau. Nu citesc nimic in adevaratul sens al cuvantului, nu vorbesc cu nimeni, nu ma uit la un film, nu nimic. In general ascult o melodie in repeat. Am mai zis asta, parca astept ceva. Probabil sa cada un meteorit din cer :P Un cuvant mai clar ar fi "blocat". Blocat pe un scaun, cu ochii in monitor, cu sunet in casti, nefacand nimic. Nu vreau sa ma duc sus si sa ma intind in pat, nu vreau sa ma culc. Sunt pe jumatate obosit, indeajuns sa nu ma gandesc la ceva specific, cu melodia absorbindu-mi orice tentativa in acest sens. Imi zic: mai stau putin... mai stau putin... mai stau putin.. Si stau, si stau, si stau pana se face dimineata.

Azi noapte era liniste. Parca toata lumea adormise. E o senzatie ciudat de placuta sa stii ca stai in linistea asta, in lumea asta adormita, ca si cum ai sta de veghe. Stii ca sunt si altii treji, dar cum nu-i vezi ai senzatia ca esti singurul care sta asa in noapte. Iar timpul parca se opreste in loc. Daca nu te uiti la ceas nu mai ai senzatia ca ar curge. Stateam si ma uitam la blogurile din Blogger si tot dadeam "reload". Nu aparea nici o postare noua. Parca tot netul a adormit. Ma asteptam la ceva si in acelasi timp nu ma asteptam la nimic. Ma uitam prin usa la sufrageria aproape cufundata in intuneric, cu petice de lumina (venita de afara) pe spatarul unui scaun si pe masuta din fata lui, cu lumina slaba ce venea prin usa, din camera unde stateam. Cu scara din lemn scufundata in intuneric, cu canapeaua de sub ea, cu hainele de pe ea. As fi vrut sa fac o poza, o poza care sa semene cu imaginea pe care o vedeam. M-am uitat dupa aparatul de fotografiat. Nu l-am vazut dar mi-am adus aminte ca avea blitzul ala enervant pe care nu stiu sa-l opresc. Mi-as dori cateodata sa clipesc si o poza sa se creeze.

Am stat doar pana la 3. A venit maica-mea si a zis: "Hai". As fi stat pana dimineata asa... ascultand o melodie in repeat, cu mintea imprastiata pe monitor.

Ce ascultam? Acum 2 zile am gasit melodia asta, ii zic comerciala (hip-hop + r&b), cantata de Eminem (hmmm... cine te-a suparat dragule?) impreuna cu Rihanna (miorlaita fata asta), cu Megan Fox (o fi ea frumoasa, dar o actrita teribila care nu ma impresioneaza cu nimic, nici cu imaginea (si privirea) ei de bad girl) si cu Dominic Monaghan (hobbitul, Charlie din Lost, un tip care mi-e simpatic), cu imagini slipicioase a la Michael Bay care sa-ti ia ochii (ce sa-i faci? imi plac imaginile sclipicioase :D; totusi nu-mi place Michael Bay, si nu el e regizorul clipului ci Joseph Kahn), cu o relatie love-hate, cu pupaturi si violenta domestica, cu 110+ de milioane de vizionari pe YouTube si cu un sound catchy as zice eu. Meahh... m-a prins :) o ascult in repeat, imi place. Ma simt ca un pusti tamp ce pune botul la tot ce da bine pe MTV :))


Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
Well that's all right because I like the way it hurts
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry
Well that's all right because I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie

I can't tell you what it really is, I can only tell you what it feels like
And right now it's a steel knife in my windpipe
I can't breathe but I still fight while I can fight
As long as the wrong feels right it's like I'm in flight
High off her love, drunk from my hate, it's like I'm huffin' pain
And I love it the more I suffer, I suffocate
And right before I'm about to drown, she resuscitates me, she fuckin' hates me
And I love it,
"Wait, where you goin'?"
"I'm leavin' you"
"No you ain't. Come back"
We're runnin' right back, here we go again
It's so insane, cause when it's goin' good it's goin' great
I'm Superman with the wind in his back, she's Lois Lane
But when it's bad it's awful, I feel so ashamed, I snap
Who's that dude? I don't even know his name
I laid hands on her
I'll never stoop so low again
I guess I don't know my own strength

Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
Well that's all right because I like the way it hurts
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry
Well that's all right because I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie

You ever love somebody so much you can barely breathe
When you with 'em, you meet and neither one of you even know what hit 'em
Got that warm fuzzy feeling
Yeah them chills used to get 'em
Now you're getting fuckin' sick of lookin' at 'em
You swore you'd never hit 'em, never do nothin' to hurt 'em
Now you're in each other's face spewin' venom in your words when you spit 'em
You push pull each other's hair
Scratch claw hit 'em throw 'em down pin 'em
So lost in the moments when you're in 'em
It's the rage that's the culprit, controls you both
So they say it's best to go your seperate ways
Guess that they don't know ya
Cause today that was yesterday
Yesterday is over, it's a different day
Sound like broken records playin' over
But you promised her next time you'll show restraint
You don't get another chance
Life is no nintendo game, but you lied again
Now you get to watch her leave out the window
Guess that's why they call it window pane

Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
Well that's all right because I like the way it hurts
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry
Well that's all right because I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie

Now I know we said things, did things, that we didn't mean
And we fall back into the same patterns, same routine
But your temper's just as bad as mine is, you're the same as me
When it comes to love you're just as blinded
Baby please come back, it wasn't you, baby it was me
Maybe our relationship isn't as crazy as it seems
Maybe that's what happens when a tornado meets a volcano
All I know is I love you too much to walk away though
Come inside, pick up the bags off the sidewalk
Don't you hear sincerity in my voice when I talk?
Told you this is my fault, look me in the eyeball
Next time I'm pissed I'll aim my fist at the drywall
Next time there won't be no next time
I apologize even though I know it's lies
I'm tired of the games I just want her back
I know I'm a liar if she ever tries to fuckin' leave again
I'ma tie her to the bed and set this house on fire
Just gonna

Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
Well that's all right because I like the way it hurts
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry
Well that's all right because I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie


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