V for Vendetta!!

V: You said you wanted to live without fear. I wish there'd been an easier way, but there wasn't.

Evey: Oh, my God!

V: I know you may never forgive me, but nor will you ever understand how hard it was for me to do what I did. Every day, I saw in myself everything you see in me now. Every day, I wanted to end it. But each time you refused to give in, I knew I couldn't.

Evey: You're sick! You're evil!

V: You could have ended it, Evey. You could have given in, but you didn't. Why?

Evey: Leave me alone! I hate you!

V: That's it! See, at first, I thought it was hate too. Hate was all I knew. It built my world, imprisoned me, taught me how to eat, how to drink, how to breathe. I thought I'd die with all the hate in my veins. But then something happened. It happened to me, just as it happened to you.

Evey: Shut up! I don't want to hear your lies!

V: Your own father said that artists use lies to tell the truth. Yes, I created a lie, but because you believed it, you found something true about yourself.

Evey: No...

V: What was true in that cell is just as true now. What you felt in there has nothing to do with me.

Evey: I CAN'T FEEL ANYTHING ANYMORE!

V: Don't run from it, Evey. You've been running all your life.

Evey: [gasping] I can't... can't breathe... Asthma... When I was little... [collapses while V catches her]

V: Listen to me, Evey. This may be the most important moment of your life. Commit to it. They took your parents from you. They took your brother from you. They put you in a cell and took everything they could take except your life. And you believed that was all there was, didn't you? The only thing you had left was your life, but it wasn't, was it?

V: You found something else. In that cell, you found something that mattered more to you than life. Because when they threatened to kill you unless you gave them what they wanted... you told them you'd rather die. You faced your death, Evey. You were calm. You were still. Try to feel now what you felt then

Creedy: Take off your mask.

V: No.

[Creedy nods and two Fingermen approach V; one tries to remove his mask, but V kills them both]

Creedy: Defiant until the end, huh? You won't cry like him, will you? You're not afraid of death. You're like me.

V: The only thing you and I have in common, Mr. Creedy, is that we are both about to die.

Creedy: How do you imagine that'll happen?

V: With my hands around your neck.

Creedy: Bollocks. We've swept this whole place. You've got nothing. Nothing but your bloody knives and your fancy karate gimmicks. We have guns.

V: No. What you have are bullets and the hope that when your guns are empty I'm no longer standing, because if I am, you'll all be dead before you've reloaded.

Creedy: That's impossible. Kill him!

[Creedy's men open fire on V, who remains standing after their guns are empty, with many rounds fired]

V: My turn.

[V keeps his word and slays all of Creedy's men, while Creedy frantically reloads his revolver]

Creedy: (starts shooting the approaching V) Die! Die! Why won't you die? (his gun clicks empty) Why won't you die?

V: Beneath this mask there is more than flesh. Beneath this mask there is an idea, Mr. Creedy, and ideas are bulletproof.

Finch: Who was he?

Evey: He was Edmond Dantes, and he was my father..and my mother..my brother..my friend..he was you, and me..he was all of us

Remember, Remember
The fifth of November,
The gunpowder treason and plot.
I know of no reason
Why the gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot.

I'm such a fuckin' lady!

If you're havin' girl problems i feel bad for you son I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one.What do you expect from me? What am I not giving you? What could I do for you to make me OK in your eyes? This is a drag that it's too late now.And I wanted to tell you that I was wrong.Was it that I was always trying to save you and you never wanted me to?You don't seem to see me sinking in do you.Was it that everyone would just kiss my ass.I couldn't see through it and you could.And now look what's come of us here ten years later.I jump from one to the other, you're still worrying your mother.And I almost went under baby.Truth seeker.The point is made but not well recieved.Behave.the middle of nowhere.the middle of my frustrated fears.It's the moment of a sunset Friday when our conversations twist.Please don't think of me.If you do you gotta block it.I got chills tonight.And you can't be here to stop it.I'm not a parasite.It's just a lonely night tonight.I walked from the bar'Cause they were only laughing I wished on our star.But they covered it in satin.I'm not a gigolo.That's what I want you to know tonight.I've hurt you I can see do you think it's not hurting me.The grass ain't always green.And if it's hurting you.You know that's its hurting me.The only aphrodisiac I need is your voice
Hearing you speak my name Beckoning me to answer Telling me you want me So I tell you that you're the answer to every question I've ever had about love Without words I use my tongue to tell the tale of us Tracing your shadowscape Kneeling before you my eyes feast upon your masculinity and All its divinity and I praise you Because all of that is for me I begin to indulge myself of your delicacies Digesting semi-sweet dark chocolate decadence as it melts Dripping down my chin Your taste is something Godiva couldn't re-create Needing every atom of your anatomy Necessity is placed upon me knowing you are the source of my serendipity Dipping in and out of me stroking more than my consciesness Subconsciously I find myself rewinding our love scenes In my daydreams Seeing that face you make when you're making me cum And it makes me want you right there and then Thinking of you in inappropriate places I get Tingling sensations in private locations where I wish to be caught between a rock and your hard place
As wetness develops my legs begin to open and my spot turns to a backdraft and all I want you to do is extinguish it You know my body like the back of your hands And touch me and send me into ecstacy My thighs quiver in anticipation of deep penetration which gets me high Body rising Sweating Panting Make-up melting Pulling my hair and Scratching my back I get a temporary case of tourettes because all I can say are four letter words in a four octave-range screaming your name You are so big and so hard, you give it to me so good, you are my mortal sin.You fucking me makes me bilingual I see your tongue pink between your lips and I want it between mine And I struggle As you lick torturing me I try to get away but Not really Running out of room begging for more up against the wall that has been scuffed by my stilletos Again You pry apart my thighs and tell me to be still And I willingly submit to you because I love the way you dominate me Demanding that I cum for you so I do as I'm told You've molded me so I'm good to no-one else but you You've conquered this once orgasmicless world and multiplied it Again and
Again My face radiates with after-glow My pillow scented by you A fragrance which haunts me
My room smells of the best sex Covered in body prints and finger prints and you above me
Your name written indelibly upon my body in your genetic history

This is the book I never read
These are the words I never said
This is the path I'll never tread
These are the dreams I'll dream instead
This is the joy that's seldom spread
These are the tears...
The tears we shed
This is the fear
This is the dread
These are the contents of my head
And these are the years that we have spent
And this is what they represent
And this is how I feel
Do you know how I feel ?
'cause i don't think you know how I feel
I don't think you know what I feel

Human nature!

Comportamentul uman stagneaza uneori.dar cel mai fin este sentimentul care depaseste orice limita a ratiunii.uneori este plapand si colorat..alteori grotesc si sufocant.autocontrolul este si el prezent,dar este facut pentru a fi incalcat.e un fel de limitator de viteza,il depasesti si e posibil sa mori."normalitatea" este termenul cel mai vag atribuit unui om."schimbarea" la fel.comunicarea consta in simtzuri si perceptzii. Astazi mi s-a intamplat un lucru destul de ciudat.pretz de 1 minut jumatate, nu am stiut unde sunt.nu am recunoscut nici un lucru in jurul meu.absolut nimic.apoi,imaginea s-a deplasat usor catre creier,si familiarul mi-a raspuns ca sunt acasa.schimbarea situatziilor din jurul meu ma intristeaza.s-au schimbat multe si eu trebuie sa accept si sa infrunt rezultatul.e placut sa stii ca exista cineva acolo care itzi zambeste si care itzi spune ca potzi.si e trist in acelashi timp sa stii ca trebuie sa o faci singur.

Exit music!

-What I want is to be needed. What I need is to be indispensable to somebody. Who I need is somebody that will eat up all my free time, my ego, my attention. Somebody addicted to me. A mutual addiction. -Almost all the time, you tell yourself you're loving somebody when you're just using them. -It's pathetic how we can't live with the things we can't understand. How we need everything labeled and explained and deconstructed. -The unreal is more powerful than the real. Because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it. Because it's only intangibles, ideas, concepts, beliefs, fantasies that last. Stone crumbles. Wood rots. People, well, they die. -You still believe in death... that's just so... quaint. Well, sorry to pop your death bubble, but there's no such thing. So make the best of things. Any real belief in death is just wishful thinking. Don't waste good drugs on killing yourself. Share them with friends and have a party. Or send them to me. -There is nothing special in the world. Nothing magic. Just physics. -The same way a compact disk isn't responsible for what's recorded on it, that's how we are. You're about as free to act as a programmed computer. You're about as one-of-a-kind as a dollar bill. -When you go out with a drunk, you'll notice how a drunk fills your glass so he can empty his own. As long as you're drinking, drinking is okay. Two's company. Drinking is fun. If there's a bottle, even if your glass isn't empty, he'll pour a little in your glass before he fills his own. -Drugs or overeating or alcohol or sex, it was all just another way to find peace. To escape what we know. Our education. Our bite of the apple. -When you don't share your problems, you resent hearing the problems of other people. -Without sacrifice, without death, we would have nothing. -People don't want their lives fixed. Nobody wants their problems solved. Their dramas. Their distractions. Their stories resolved. Their messes cleaned up. Because what would they have left? Just the big scary unknown. -Which is worse: Hell or nothing? -A minute of perfection was worth the effort. A moment was the most you could ever expect from perfection -With a gun stuck in your mouth and the barrel of the gun between your teeth, you can only talk in vowels. -Don't do what you want. Do what you don't want. Do what you're trained not to want. Do the things that scare you the most. -Nothing of me is original. I am the combined effort of everybody I've ever known. -People are all over the world telling their one dramatic story and how their life has turned into getting over this one event. Now their lives are more about the past than their future. -The idea that I can't share my problems with other people makes me not give a shit about their problems.

Chuck Palahniuk

Blog pe iphone.tampenii

Avand in vedere ca ultimele doo bloguri au fost concepute datorita hi-tech.ului din zilele noastre,adica internet pe telefon,simt nevoia sa precizez niste lucruri:•ma culc foarte tarziu •mi-a aparut o bubitza de psoriasis•n-am internet pe laptop la capitala pana martzi•ma cam doare spatele•in momentu de fatza dorm doo fete langa mine(colegele de apartament.in mod normal doar una doarme cu mine dar noaptea asta e una speciala•ash vrea sa fac ciorba de pui a la grec•nu mai am aer de la patura•n-am bani•scriu bloguri inutile din plictis. Acestea fiind spuse, ma inclin.voie buna. PS: Nu sunt nesimtzita,nu-mi bat joc de nimeni.iau decizii bune pentru altzii,si poate bunicele pentru mine.am reusit sa fac asta..

Do you believe?

Hey you Mrs I dont know what the fuck your name is
Im drawn to you somethings magnetic here
If I could approach you or even get close to the scent that you left behind Id be fine
No doubt that (no doubt) you bring out (bring out) the animal inside

I'D EAT YOU ALIVE!!!! i'd eat you alive.....
I'D EAT YOU ALIVE!!!! i'd eat you alive.....

Hey you, Mrs. too-good-to-look-my-way and that's cool you want nothing at all to do with me.
But I want you, ain't nothing wrong with wanting you cause I'm a man and I can think what the hell I want, you got that
straight?
No doubt that (no doubt) I'd love to (I'd love) sniff on them panties now....

I'D EAT YOU ALIVE!!!! i'd eat you alive.....
I'D EAT YOU ALIVE!!!! i'd eat you alive.....

I'm sorry. So sorry (damn, you're so hot!!)
Your beauty is so vain (damn, you're so hot!!)
It drives me, yes it drives me (damn your so hot) absolutely insane

I just want to look at you
I just want to look at you, look at you all day
I just want to look at you, I just want to look at you all day
There ain't nothing wrong, no. There aint nothing wrong with that

Once you seep in (once you seep in) under my skin (under my skin)
Theres nothing, theres nothing in this world that could wash you away

Once you seep in (once you seep in) under my skin (under my skin)
Theres nothing, theres nothing in this world that could wash you away.....

I'm sorry. So sorry (damn, you're so hot!!)
Your beauty is so vain (damn, you're so hot!!)
It drives me, yes it drives me(damn your so hot) absolutely insane

I'D EAT YOU ALIVE!!!! i'd eat you alive.....
I'D EAT YOU ALIVE!!!! i'd eat you alive..... 1:40 am

Postare noua

Muzica este singura modalitate de a-ti arata jurnalul vietii tale fara sa fi stiut ca el exista.stie prin ce treci,stie ca esti moody si mai stie sa fie acolo pentru tine mereu.aproape ca e prietenul tau cel mai bun.pentru orice intamplare,stare,persoana poti alege o melodie.ma gandesc serios la o noua abordare a timpului/viata/persoana exceptand muzica.crezi ca e posibil?sunt sceptica,dar incerc.e ora 3:19.e bine de stiut