Unwell

Matchbox Twenty - Unwell

Permanent traveler

A lonely place inside my heart
not shown to anyone so far,
has been the place I saved for you.
But you don't care, so it is lost.

It's been so hard for me
to find a love, not strong and pure,
but still, a love ... that filled my soul.
Now it is gone, and so are you.

I'm lost inside my dreams and hopes,
I'm wandering alone and cold
inside my wishes, where you're still alive.
Inside my mind, I still travel alone.

Sting - Ne me quitte pas

cea mai mare suferinta...

Elton John - Candle in the wind

3, 2, 1 ...

Skeeter Davis - The end of the world

cele doua cuvinte.. :-P

Miley Cyrus - FU

answers to unspoken questions

"Sometimes people with our trait are said to be less happy or less capable of happiness. Of course, we can seem unhappy and moody, at least to non-HSPs, because we spend so much time thinking about things like the meaning of life and death and how complicated everything is-not black-and-white thoughts at all. Since most non-HSPs do not seem to enjoy thinking about such things, they assume we must be unhappy doing all that pondering. And we certainly don't get any happier having them tell us we are unhappy (by their definition of happy) and that we are a problem for them because we seem unhappy. All those accusations could make anyone unhappy.
The point is best made by Aristotle, who supposedly asked, "Would you rather be a happy pig or an unhappy human?"
HSPs prefer the good feeling of being very conscious, very human, even if what we are conscious of is not always cause for rejoicing." !
                                                                                    "The Highly Sensitive Person" - Elaine N. Aron


Pharell Williams - Happy

watercolour tiger

Tiger! Tiger! burning bright
In the forest of the night
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?

And What shoulder, and what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? and what dread feet?

What the hammer? what the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?

When the stars threw down their spears,
And watered heaven with their tears,
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the lamb make thee?

Tiger! Tiger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

William Blake

dulce

Fiecare om isi creaza propriul univers, propria lume, in care mana dulce la a carei mangaiere ai putea vibra intr-adevar coboara bland pe obraz, ostoind in treacat aproape orice suferinta; o lume in care nu exista singuratate, ci doar suflete carora ai putea sa le spui orice gand si orice durere, fara a te judeca, fara a inceta sa te iubeasca, o lume in care ai putea sa razi si sa te increzi din nou in ceilalti, caci sinceritatea si iubirea ti-ar fi cu siguranta returnate inzecit; o lume ... care ne permite probabil sa ramanem intre limitele normalului! De-ar fi acea lume aici, acum poate nu ar mai exista suferinte, nepasari, ignorari, dureri de orice fel!


Dulce Pontes - Cancao do Mar

..de aniversare :(

Mistuita de doruri mute, dintr-un trecut invizibil sau poate din misteriosul viitor,
adolescenta fiind, adoram poezia asta:

Iubind în taina am pastrat tacere,
Gindind ca astfel o să-ti placa tie,
Căci în priviri citeam o vecinicie
De-ucigatoare visuri de placere.

Dar nu mai pot. A dorului tarie
Cuvinte da duioaselor mistere;
Vreau să mă-nec de dulcea-nvapaiere
A celui suflet ce pe al meu stie.
Nu vezi ca gura-mi arsa e de sete
Si-n ochii mei se vede-n friguri chinu-mi,
Copila mea cu lungi si blonde plete?

Cu o suflare racoresti suspinu-mi,
C-un zimbet faci gindirea să se-mbete.
Fa un sfirsit durerii... vin' la sinu-mi.


Mihai Eminescu - Iubind in taina


Si melodia ce mi-a "bantuit" ziua:

Ion si Doina Aldea Teodorovici - Eminescu

F... yeah! .... bine ca sunteti voi formidabili!!

;-)
Stromae - Formidable