Jurnale

Life on the speedball Is like driving your race-car Out into space. Survival is not essential, Though the stars in your head Push you forward. What matters if this Is the edge of

E ciudat ca nu mai inteleg ce misca lumea, de ce... Doar stau si ma gandesc la tine ...sa-ti scriu la ore ciudate - 3 dimineata intr-o cafenea. Afara statia e goala, am uitat ca autobusele

Ne gasim mereu schimbandu-ne Sub prabusirile neauzite de copaci, Fara martori, Fara istorie. Ei (copacii) ar fi putut fi asa (prabusiti) De la inceputul eonilor - Cu mult inainte ca