Am iesit pe balcon acum cateva minute. E prima data cand am prins ceata aici. E ciudat cum se vede totul de la etajul 7.

I’m pissed at somebody, but I’m hoping he’s ok and safe on this kind of weather. (Ma enerveaza si ma intristeaza contrastul asta atunci cand il constientizez.)

Liniste, lumini difuze si nemiscare. Si frig. Straniu, dar bine.

Stillness.

„I’ve done the merry-go-round, I’ve been through the revolving door, I feel like I met somebody I can stand still with for a minute and.. don’t you want to stand still with me?”