Didie | Carne trémula or do we have the honour to choose our own destiny

We are an impossible dream, seeking the night
to forget in its shadows the world and everything else.
We, in our daydream, painful and beloved
two leaves that the wind brought together in autumn.
We are two beings in one, who, loving each other, die
to keep the secret of their love.
But what will life matter when we are separated?
We are two teardrops in a song.
But what will life matter...
Nothing more are we, nothing more...

schmIIr I desires

I´m lonely, labile – lost in my space. We are alone together. It reminds me of the feeling to be “… alone. Even in your arms.” But you aren´t here. You even don't exist. What I see every day, are only little parts of you, scattered around me. I call you Frankenstein, because you are just figment of my desires.

Didie | Looking for the Muse

I'm still desperately looking for my Muse ... as it seems I've lost it, but the burden's hard to know I still can't find it ... Maybe I dropped it all of a sudden somewhere between Budapest and Sofia, or between the empty beer bottles on the way from Plovdiv to Karlovo and Sopot. Or even maybe between the "No more NET datings!" sign still blowing my head into pieces ...

If you happen to meet my Muse by chance, please tell her to come back ...

Didie | DON'T YOU DARE KILLING ME!!!

Emotions make you feel better.Emotions make you feel good. Now I feel drunk and I don't care. I don't care that I don't know so many languages as my friend Stu and it makes me stupid. I still have no idea why I feel stupid, but I do. I wanted to know all those languages, but I can't. Because I am stupid.. Because my mind does not work proper and all i can do is ...hmm.. nothing! I wish I could love the way I used to, but I can't. I wished I could fly, but I can't, because I am too heavy. I want to kiss, but I can't. Because I love someone specific and I wish I can be with him no matter what.
There are so many boys that I can kiss or even love. I made a mistake. By making someone like someone else. Not me. Not this time. Again. I did try.
I do love. In my own way. I am strange. I know. I realize. I can overcome. I am lonely. I could have fucked, but I did not want to. I still have feelings. For the one that will never even make an effort to be close to me.
I miss. I want. I love. Him.
I am tired of always showing my emotions, describing my feelings....I am just TIRED OF BEING ALONE!
DON'T YOU DARE KILLING ME!!! I DON'T DON'T DESERVE IT!