Old crushes don’t live anymore where they used to so it’s ok for me to take a look at a certain balcony on the 4th floor.
Old friends don’t mean anything to me anymore so it’s ok to pass daily by their block of flats.
Old lovers’ cars are parked in front of their apartment and I just smile when I see them.
Some other old friends are as fun and incredible as always.
How this fucking years simply go by and how people just disappear out of my life one by one.
December 19, 2009 | Posted in For a minute there I lost myself, I think I'm paranoid and complicated, Music sounds better with you
ionuca says: @ Béranger: But it was the awesomest part in the world 
@ Yuki: să ştii! Chiar vorbeam ieri cu… un ex (ironic, nu?), şi-mi zicea că sunt prea obsedată de ce a fost, de oameni, de lucruri, că ar trebui să let things and people be şi să move on. Mda… 
mda 
si pe mine m’apuca o tristetze iremediabila cand trec pe langa un bloc, o masina, etc…i can’t let go.Am auzit melodia asta la radio ieri si m’am gandit la tine (u’re like the Tea Master for me http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3za2qahgUAQ
ionuca says: For the price of a cup of tea
You’d get a line of coke
For the price of a night with me
You’d be the village joke
I loooove Belle and Sebastian! 
yeah, well, scartz, ce sa zica si el. daca lucrurile ar fi stat invers ti-ar fi zis” ionuca, n-ai pic de romantism in tine, tu nu simti cum trece tremediabil timpul?!”
mie mi se intimpla relativ idem cind merg acasa. nu mi se pare strange (mie!)
si da, unde sa ma gindesc mai mult la trecut decit acolo unde trecutul ala a fost prezent?
nevermind me, beau niste vin
ionuca says: @ Yuki: el era the sentimental fool şi acum e asa de miserupist. Chiar mi-e ciudă că s-a schimbat
@ vio: exaaaact! Bloody memories
Oh boy, that was only a part of your life–allegedly the most dynamic, and fulfilling, and heartbreaking one, but still only a small part of it.