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i'm awake but i'm asleep. it was 5.30 when my dad woke me up. i asked him to buy some pretty little things to try in making collars tips i dream of, since i couldn't find any cheap version of the metallic zara ones. i'm a bit obsessed with that.yesterday i went to hand over a project for the management md and luckily i came with the car and had the chance to take a ride around shops and my

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i always say that when somebody else (but me) is taking me pictures. i'm so so shy.and yes, my attempt failed.i know the pictures aren't that nice, my grandpa couldn't stand still (therefore blurry all the way), but i had fun and we rambled and i know i'll be better someday, hopefully soon.

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on a sunday afternoon.

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you trip. you slip on my tears, but through these disappearing days, i know there will be less shadows when you return.

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these days i just can't seem to say what i mean, i just can't. every time i try to say something, it misses the point. either that or i end up saying the opposite of what i mean. the more i try to get it right the more mixed up it gets. sometimes i can't even remember what i was trying to say in the first place. it's like my body's split in two and one of me is chasing the other me around a

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kiwi doesn't sound so bad lately. and a vintage marks&spencer cardi i found. wish i could find a lot more pretty treasures.

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nothing compares with the peaceful sensation you get while taking a morning walk to buy beautiful tulips and make your bedroom air prettier. i felt so nice carrying the 4 bouquets of red, yellow and light pink fresh flowers, almost like in a slow motion, even people kept staring at me :). happy anniversary to my dear dear grandpa ♥ p.s. lately i'm in a noise film mood and trying to learn ps,

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oh, my!i still can't believe she's here, since it's so so hard to get. i have been dreaming of this beautiful a-ma-zing magazine since like forever. so i made a little effort and made it my own Santa gift. when i saw the package i started jumping in the house like a lunatic. some may think it's a fad, but for me it is one of the most inspiring, alluring and dreamy magazine i've ever seen. ♥

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right now there are millions of people raising glasses, kissing their dear or beloved ones, singing, jumping, dancing, yelling, giggling, hugging, laughing, working, calling, texting and wishing. even if i love to make dreamy plans, i don't really like new year resolutions. it's always our ideal. but right now, i'm probably looking at the fireworks and wishing... well, to get to be more

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a dreamer.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022253149535085307noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3601913722102854559.post-45998153574108779532011-12-22T21:27:00.000+02:002011-12-22T21:27:45.620+02:00

♥ Lula Magazine and The GentleWoman♥ Pictures by Tim Walker♥ The Polaroid Book♥ My Heart Wanders by Pia Jane Bijkerk♥ My dear deer cup♥ Imperial Fig Royal Apothic Eau De Parfum♥ Parfum de stele/Stars perfume by Lia♥ Petite Anais by Les Essences d'Amelie♥ pretty key brooch by Kittenhood i've been a really really good girl this year.

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i guess being melancholic around holidays is kinda inevitable, right? yes. it's lame. you have to be strong. you have to show everybody that no corny "special days" can touch you. the right people will understand exactly what i just typed. you're awesome, people. i really hope we'll meet. one day. some day.

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i thought i understood it, that i could grasp it, but i didn’t, not really. only the smudgeness of it; the pink-slippered, all-containered, semi-precious eagerness of it. i didn’t realize it would sometimes be more than whole, that the wholeness was a rather luxurious idea. because it’s the halves that halve you in half. i didn’t know, don’t know, about the in-between bits; the gory bits of you,

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the girl with milkyway on her skin.

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reminder: keep calm and don't sneeze.

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homemade cookies, grandma's vintage clip earrings, marianne from france delicate ring courtesy of dearest miss b and my white universe.

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as far as the sleep of rivers that stains the deepest sky between clouds.

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well, when reality fails with grace, i try some beautiful for the eyes and soul therapy. all courtesy of 3127 brand.

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i don't mean to always show sad words, feelings.but i just realised that today, monday, 21 november, marks, already, half an year since my bibi left me and never came back.it seems such a long long time. gosh, how time does fly. this is probably one of the last pictures i took of her, we were lost, watching through the window.even these days i enter the door and i'm used to wait for someone

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passport to dream. soon, my dear. soon.

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and a cozy place to cuddle instead of capital markets and stock transactions lecture.

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a little bit of yesterday. sometimes i'm so inlove with (my) blonde hair.

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old shirt from mom and dad's closet, homemade black dress, take me home necklace by the lovely miss b and uncountable dreams of Budapest, Vienna, Prague and Paris.

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you're right. yummy yums croissants with jam. ingredients ♥ 500g of flour♥ 2 cups of oil♥ 1 cup of water♥ 1 tbsp of sugar♥ 1 envelope of dry yeast♥ a pinch ♥ jam♥ powdered sugar  ♥ gentle hands   mix yeast, salt and sugar with warm water. add oil, flour and knead a soft dough. leave it at warm temperature for 30 minutes. spread a thin sheet and stretch into rectangles. leave on each rectangle

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perfect delicate autumn shoes.

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one fine morning, white sheets, perfect bag, phone, magazine and news.

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      a pretty perfect cardigan from h&m, the adorable miu miu glitter boots, oldie but goldie yves saint laurent arty gold-plated glass ring and the cute black fedora. dream, baby, dream.

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experimenting with raw. i still have so much to learn, alone.

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i'm not really in the mood for writing lately, again i'm having trouble with sleeping in the right hours, after finally thinking i was in the right path. also, lately, i have many celebrations. today is the 51st anniversary of my grandpas and even if i'm in the mellow down mood right now, i hope to celebrate later with them, down, at their home. you can't avoid the word: wow. it's almost an

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now we can be each other's october blanket.

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wednesday i celebrated with mom and dad their 26th anniversary at a pretty café, with good old music from the 60's, 70's, 80's or 90's and then we made a short walk through the rain. i always take the hot chocolate, it tastes so yummy and has a mix that seems like pudding ❤.

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your love is stag in the my white sand.

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last night i attended wood's fair here in the city and even if it was cold and raining i tried to take some photos so i could have a sort of memory proof. wish events like this could happen more often. wishy wish. in the morning i took a look outside and guess what? the peaks were white. snow's here. no surprise after hearing about brasov at the news. i was hoping autumn will last a bit

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for i can not ever make you feel what i touch as i dream.

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yesterday mom did a little shopping for me. october issue of shopping report, good old garnier shampoo and some yummy yummy mini éclairs. now i'm going to get ready for a late night walk, take some fresh air since all day long i have been moving boxes and jewelry and magazines and bags, i can't believe how many things i had in that tiny bedroom of mine. can't wait to finish redecoration, i have

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with this tiny beautiful kitten that showed up outside scared and alone? after i lost bibi i told myself i wouldn't take anyone else home and i would skip getting attached again. oh, decisions and breakable hearts.

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and some handmaded red grapefruit juice and some happiness that i found my camera charger, phew. ps: i'm still granny.

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this day began with only 3 hours of sleep and a tiny trip. i am tired, but i'm happy i picked up 2 pretty things i have been waiting for and i did a little shopping. these past months, i would dare to say, have been so hectic, so up and down that i still can't believe last year of uni is already here, summer is gone and i already feel the chills of the cold wind wandering through my ribs and i

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Paris smells like coffee at every step. like perfume. almost everywhere. like history. at each street corner. like green, trees, flowers. like sad people every now and then and bohemian people on its chic streets. like loneliness the way that only cosmopolitan cities can smell. like white, yummy and warm baguettes. like chocolate. like music. like tourists. every single day of the year. like

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style.comof ss12. until then, another tiny billet to the box of dreams.

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on a first september day.

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to draw my essence but i still can't. just a little bit of sweets, music and pictures for these lonely mornings that are yet to come.

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dream dream beautiful.

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breakfast in a monday morning with a tiny backpain.

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as i promised to denise, these are the rest of the pictures from my tiny trip with le train d'epoque, on a pretty rainy day. hope i'll get to re-do-it, cause it gives such a free-dreamy feeling and it can really do wonders to the spirit.

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moments like this, among the people i care most about, make me feel and remind me i'm still safe, i still have where to return when the world outside is harsh.

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tonight i wished many things would've happen, but they didn't. so i took myself outside the window and lightened up my night by watching the shooting stars and get dazed and amazed by 3 beautiful and breathtaking stars and also by a strange yet also pretty moon that had such an amber aura, that i tried to capture it somehow. pictures didn't turned out that great, but i am pleased and that's the

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wish i could hear from you. know you still... care.

a dreamer.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022253149535085307noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3601913722102854559.post-44764617657718352742011-08-09T20:11:00.003+03:002011-08-09T20:22:52.031+03:00

i would travel the world and back for you.

a dreamer.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022253149535085307noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3601913722102854559.post-11181774493704404502011-08-08T12:00:00.000+03:002011-08-08T12:00:11.261+03:00

"all men fear death. it's a natural fear that consumes us all. we fear death because we feel that we haven't loved well enough or loved at all, which ultimately are one and the same. however, when you make love with a truly great woman, one that deserves the utmost respect in this world and one that makes you feel truly powerful, that fear of death completely disappears. because when you are

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is where you and our kitten is.

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oh, these days have been so hectic, that i can't believe how fast they flew away. changes came and are still about to come. all i can hope is for the best.until then i'm happy that my so-so-long waited selfgift came from wholesale and i can feel light and pretty anytime i have wear them. i know, i'm a cheesy girl.

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just a selfmade desktop, again.hello love.hello poems.hello pretty songs.hello beautiful words.hello amazing pictures.hello hope for a better life.hello beautiful dark haired boy.hello dreams. here we meet again.please stay.

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only some beams of golden hair, pretty lights and tight street corners where to sneak and kiss her would be enough, baby.only if you.

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a dreamer.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022253149535085307noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3601913722102854559.post-74252640019058756882011-07-26T20:46:00.002+03:002011-07-26T20:54:57.255+03:00

always had that about her. that look of otherness, of eyes that see things much too far and of thoughts that wander off the edge of the world.

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yesterday was a day in which each year i hope that something magical can happen to me.i will continue.

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wish for you.wish for peace.wish for music.wish for tea.one day left.

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join me. it could be so sweet.

a dreamer.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022253149535085307noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3601913722102854559.post-51760161208386822622011-07-15T13:41:00.004+03:002011-07-15T13:45:29.822+03:00

yes, a deformed reality.

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and i still can't write anything.

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many times, late in the night, i feel this way.vulnerable.

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a dreamer.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022253149535085307noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3601913722102854559.post-82168111788802934782011-07-02T20:42:00.002+03:002011-07-02T20:51:59.862+03:00

what a shame we became such fragile broken things.but it has to change.cause we are worth it.

a dreamer.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022253149535085307noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3601913722102854559.post-21730548329096915142011-06-22T18:33:00.000+03:002011-06-22T18:33:00.255+03:00

if we're still learning to be thankful for what we have, today, once again, i am thankful for knowing beautiful people, when, to be honest, life has been stubbornly showing me the ugly side of humans. these kind of persons are my always dearest miss B and beauty editor of Look mag Ramona B, that made and make pretty things for a prettier life.my pretty thing was the dreamer necklace ♥

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and the bag. and the trip.and the seaside.

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because i love messy buns.

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tonight was about seeds, peanuts and caju (sounds better than cashew), self made desktop and daisies picked from the waterfront in the city. tiny beautiful things that can be photographed bring me such joy, even if it doesn't last forever. so today i am thankful for this.

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of serenity.i'm thankful even for that. if in these frenzic times i still manage at 1 am to have my 600 seconds of peace, then i'm not insane yet. which is a positive thing, right?but tonight i owe it all to Bach. his Flute Sonata makes me twinkle ballet steps in my head and maybe in the house, makes me dream of a big big white room with windows that just don't end, with a bit of wind shy steps

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the movie and the reality too. but until the reality becomes... itself, i'm searching each day this movie and still nothing. i don't know if it will be a great movie, but i'm sure i'll have ma petite promenade on the streets of Paris while watching it.i'm glad when i see and hear stories in which i live too for 1.30h. sometimes special connections do come true.

a dreamer.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022253149535085307noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3601913722102854559.post-40030125766302062602011-06-08T04:23:00.006+03:002011-06-08T04:49:04.581+03:00

wonderful hairclip from my dear miss bonly as high as i reach can i grow.only as far as i seek can i go.only as deep as i look can i see.only as much as i dream can i be.can i be?

a dreamer.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022253149535085307noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3601913722102854559.post-63103523414059994852011-06-05T22:22:00.003+03:002011-06-05T22:57:05.096+03:00

you know, i'm still afraid of thinking or writing about something pretty, something good. i'm afraid that in such short time the other side of the coin will come up, taking its belongings.

a dreamer.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022253149535085307noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3601913722102854559.post-75826127890984557132011-06-03T20:08:00.004+03:002011-06-03T20:59:22.673+03:00

don't you know each day they bring drill noise and dust into your lungs ?don't you know each day they slip you sesquiterpenic and valerian acids to make the heartbeat slow and less painful ?don't you know you seem pathetic with all your "drama" ?two slaps in the face.wake up dreamer.

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i slept in. i had a pepsi for breakfast. i saw my therapist. we talked about you. we doubled the dosage. all i can think is one more time from the beginning. let's get it right. i have nothing else to say. i will just go watch The Office and when i laught out loud i will look next to me and realize i am alone.

a dreamer.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022253149535085307noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3601913722102854559.post-73861410921698254222011-05-29T18:36:00.000+03:002011-05-29T18:39:04.967+03:00

sometimes reality has a way of sneaking up and biting us in the ass. and when the dam bursts, all you can do is swim. the world of pretend is a cage, not a cocoon. we can only lie to ourselves for so long. we are tired, we are scared, denying it doesn't change the truth. sooner or later we have to put aside our denial and face the world. head on, guns blazing. de nile. it's not just a river in

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the plan was to make it right. so where's all gone?instead of being happy for another sunrise, each days seems like another hole carved into my chest. how far will you go, until there's nothing left there? hearing about the carved hole, a mighty rock also made a home out of your neck, reminding you she's live each time you cry. what are you building here?you wish you could have 150e to just walk

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now i have to reinvent myself.

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i still can't stop crying. who's gonna come gently into my bed to fall asleep with me?who's gonna scratch in middle of the night my door to tell me that she wants something yummy?who's gonna be in one of these empty rooms to talk to when nobody's here?who's gonna sit with me at my window at 6 am to hear the birdies singing and feel the fresh cold air?who's gonna come to kiss my arm when i scream

a dreamer.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022253149535085307noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3601913722102854559.post-60892299306385567982011-05-20T10:03:00.004+03:002011-05-20T10:30:14.017+03:00

now, it would be much more easier to start writing what makes me unhappy right now, but where's the charm after that, right?the question popped-up this morning while thinking at what makes me happy right now, or sometimes when i just want to search places and spaces, faces and traces and many other inspiring things: pinterest. it seems much more lighter and "innocent" than wh. just my op.these

a dreamer.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022253149535085307noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3601913722102854559.post-48015741060424702722011-05-18T23:08:00.005+03:002011-05-19T00:16:55.675+03:00

you should start building a life, a pretty one.

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