Leg ciori de gard!

Sometimes, is just like chassing a shaddow, like trying to catch a lepard, or a jag, like fooling death, or like conning a con master. Al the thoughts, are blending with desire, and all the passion is mixed up in desire.
We just want it all, and knowing we can’t have it, makes u wonder, makes u put on godsmack-voodoo, on the cd and just be carried away with the sound. Sometimes, u just want something, somebody so bad, it maker ure cells burn, and grow in need. It’s not that u need a person to be ures, it’s that u WANT, u choose that person. ANd i was just wonderring how come, most of the times, u want the wrong person? Sometimes u just feel, that no way, no how that one is gonna be ures, and u still want it? isn’t a form of MD ? isnt’ it that emotional suicide? And how come ure so deep in the fact sometimes, u just can’t see the simple things? u try to, but it’s so fucking far away from it. It’s like u are traaped, u are tyied up, and u just can’t get away. Have u ever said something like release me? (and not in the fucked up and pervert way as u might think.). The details makes the difference, but it’s not good when details cover up the fact itself. Shit happens, sometimes, and we are not always able to control what we feel. Who says that, that always, and no matter can control his/her feelings, wither is a indian Shaman, or is a fucking lier. Ever and always, the biggest battle u got to be in , is the battle between u and u. The trapped u, and the clever, rational, and logical u. But sometimes, some people loose it. The other u wins. I’m glad, that it neved happened to me. the wrong u never won. Allthow there were battles that seemed to never end, something like the cold war, in the end it was a happy ending. The right decision has been made, and the most right thing to do, has been done. U can’t know what’s that decidion when are in front of it, but after a while, when thing are starting to clear, u see that even thou on the moment seemed to be the wrong one, an the hardest, in the end it doesn’t even matter it was the right one..oh well i went out of the court with this one, but what the fuck, i’m human also.. just like u.. i can be wrong, i can do mistakes, i can blow my mind, i can bleed, so don’t u fucking judge me, while ure a little more fucked up than i am. At least i got the nerve, and the gut to put it on the table..

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