Culori si primavara-n noi

Doar colori si doar soare, asta este aluatul nostru.Suntem alcatuite din flori si zambete si cer si pamant si suntem unice.Suntem femei!

I kinda love waking up in the morning to the sound of, guess what absolutely nothing.I love that I do not need to do things say thing to and for others, that is the only true moment when one can enjoy their own existence, when you are really away from others and their constant fighting for existence.
I guess that often happens in spring tine, when new ideas are born and plans come to form ...or when childish dreams are being webbed into perfect bubbles.
I guess there is nothing wrong with bubbles nor dreamers with no hope to get wiser...Do you, really?

Let's jump to labels, baby

Love is pleasure and love is treason...whoever wrote that had the slightest idea of how to put a label on something you cannot even see.Like faith or your feet in dirty waters.
I am really one of those truly blessed to have felt it but never could identify it correctly...or have at lest the decency to explain to others.
I do not even , really I don't care if it happens again, yes no...because I cannot define it therefore I do not know if I am there or was...
For now let's play hide and seek, baby-shine....