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koncept erogrotesek zastrzeżony. Wymyślony 21.4.10. i cały, cały mój.... (koncept. tak). erogroteska = miniatura erotyzująca z elementami groteski, które wkradają się wbrew moim najlepszym intencjom....

the idea of an erogrotesque is copyrighted (or might as well be). Thought it up today (21.4.10.), googled, and it's mine, my precioussss (idea. right). an erogrotesque = a more or less erotic drabble, with some 'grotesque' thrown in for a good measure - it keeps interfering, against my best efforts....

Gdyby ktoś nie zauważył, tłumaczenie jest dość swobodne.
If you didn't notice, the translations are... loose at best.

sobota, 3 września 2011

He always disconnected at the most inopportune time. Just enough to foster - something, and leave it. To fester.

He might be having dinner. Or working. Maybe he's on the phone. How about shopping? having a drink with friends? who knew.

She only knew she didn't know what he was thinking. And there was stuff for him to think about.

She only knew she did the best she knew.

And fuck the drama anyway :p

of time wasted

It's interesting. The more time I waste, the less time I waste.

Let me rephrase.

Once again - like a student, needing Remedial Rita lessons - I closed myself in my house to work. Instead, I found myself watching House M.D. rather a lot.

Today I went to the park and sunned myself on a bench. I've just finished breakfast (scrambled eggs, fresh basil, onions, cheese, buns) and have coffee waiting. And I find myself reflecting, that 'wasting time' in the park is muchly preferred to 'not wasting' it - or wasting away - inside.

Living without [fresh] air - apparently unacceptable.

piątek, 2 września 2011

You don't want to lose me, and I'm losing myself.

Don't know what to trust, what to do. You change every which way - I never know if what you're saying is true or 'you're fine' cause you wish to protect me from something. I resent needing protection - can't handle anything - can't tangle this out. The only thing I know clearly is needing a break to do the important stuff. Everything'll get easier after that.

I'm losing myself. Am I strong? addicted? wanting truth? demanding? being childish and immature? asking too much, asking too little? Don't know, and rather can't afford to care.

I'm busy.