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lalyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02317618145125945695noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796957480854793734.post-37492296121260417002011-10-06T04:37:00.000+03:002011-10-06T04:38:23.096+03:00

Intr-o relatie, 20 da minute doar cu tine....fac o viata

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"la poarta celor care dormHei, cantaret!Opreste-ti truditul pas...Nu stiiC`aci-i sfarsitul celor ce-au inceput cei vii?Si nu stii... ca-n gradina din dosu-acestei portiIncepe, noua, lumea sfarsita de cei morti?Esti obosit — se vedeCe drumuri prafuitebatatorisi, sarmane cercetator prin stele,de frumuseti bizare si armonii smintite?Tu, ce-ti tarasti scheletul prin fata portii mele,Ce nu gasisi in

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cred ca ar trebui sa aflu mai multe despre subiect. punct

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Iete colo! Pizda-n vale,Doar privind la ea, dispare!s-ar putea sa fiu chiar in picioare.Zic, pe soare, asta doar cand nu e soare!Pizda ramane insa-n valeDoua dati in ea privindNu mai dispare!Chit ca-I soare…….Ce te faci cu pizda moaleIntr-o zi cu soareCe-ti ramane-ntre picioare?Negi ca-I soare?Inventezi catren si fugiDaca nu, te futi again si ushi!

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Recitind, cred ca tot ce-i smart...e funnyNo futu-i cu accent!

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In Maria, adanc in ea....Ce nume de cartier....Cred ca nimeni nu stie despre ce vorbesc. Janina, ceva?:))

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Ce-as face?I-as reuni pe Nightwishi cu Tarja, ce draq sa fac altceva?ft. Jason Hook :)))

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In casa oamenilor obsedati de curatenie.Of, si acum imi aduc aminte cum am varsat 2 stropi de bere pe jos si trei pe masa. Nescrisa inca, regula casei se facea ca trebuia...sa-i sterg.Dar dupa bere, cum vezi stropii?Oare tipa? Nu, in casa mea nu tipau, nu cred ca au proprietatea asta.Oare se vad? Da, dupa ce versi destul scrum pe ei...in casa ta, zic, in casa unuia obsedat de curatenie se vad

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In functie de starile fiecaruia, se recomanda:- a nu fi aproape de copaci, cu o funie;- a nu fi aproape de ciulini cu cainii;- a nu fi aproape de oameni, cu stres;- a nu fi aproape de cei ce au o funie, catel sau stres.

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Nu mai sunt.Toti auslander-ii s-au angajat deja.Cand voi trece peste trauma de a nu fi gasit de munca (nici macar sa le spal WC-urile) ma voi reintoarce cu sfaturi.Deocamdata, va urez noroc, voua, celor ce plecati ca mine....spre nimic, sperand un alt nimic mai bun.

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O arta.Vazand numerele, zic.Analytics, analytics....

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lol, so lol

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Hajde da ludujemo ove nociHajde zaljubi se u moje ociTvoje su usne kao cokoladaTo mi se dopadaNe moras biti bogat i lijepSamo budi dobar i pokloni mi cvijetNe moras¡ biti snazan i grubDa budes sav moj svijetJer ti si mornak za pobjedeDvije prave rijeci bit ce dovoljnePlava zvijezda na nebu sjaTi si onaj koji tajnu znaHajde da ludujemo ove nociHajde zaljubi se u moje ociTvoje su usne kao

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O fetita de 6-7 ani in tramvai: "Tati, tati, nu da bani pe jocul ala, ca nu imi place asa de mult, n-are rost sa dai atatia bani, mai bine facem economii..."Pam pam, nu mai bine impuscam fetita ca nu mai pare sa aiba vreun rost copilaria pe pamaaaaantul asta?

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Nu scuz, nu stiu cum sa scuz, nu stiu de ce in nervii mei am uitat un om important. Nu e din cauza ca nu-l iubesc, dimpotriva, e mai pur, mai evoluat si mai drag prieten al meu....Ana.... doar ca n-am timp de ea si asta ma omoara.... si aveam presamtzamantul ca am uitat pe cineva.... well, sper sa ma ierte...Chiar de nu te-am enumerat acolo, Ana, in sufletul meu esti tare adanc.

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Prietenii mei:(ordinea nu-i concludenta!)NevastaCriMedaRuxyGabiRobert....baietii nu se pun la socoteala de-o facui, daar nu pot sa nu-l trec pe Robert pe lista "prietenilor mei"

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Asa.... si ce-o fo` bun in perioada aia...o fo` ca m-am indragostit. Ce sa va zic despre viata a doi lache? Se fut non stop si au multiorgasme nonstoape si continue pana cand mai au altele... ca ...deh, nu te mai poti opri. Ei, lache aia doi, pardon.Si dupa trei luni de orgasme ma hotarai ca sunt satisfacuta. Sexual. Deci hai la capitolul doi, gemeni.Eww....daca ma scremeam putin, cu vreo patru

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Pai precum nu mai spuneam, va urma o alta perioada de nu voi mai spune. Nu ca n-as mai ave` chef sau drag. Nu mai am timp. Am trait doua luni ca o paria, asta vara, groaznice luni. Am trait eu alti ani ca un paria (cica e s.m. in dex) pe vremuri, dar eram un paria fericit si fara griji.Si cand am vazut eu ca (mi-au zis mie, ei, batranii) ca aia shepche precheni de-i aveam s-au imputinat la

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Si se potriveste si ea, parerea.....ne iubim, dar nu suntem fericiti....cand unii indragostiti gasesc solutie moartea pentru a fi impreuna, altii, generatia pepsi,....hotarasc sa plece in alta tara.Tata, mama, toti ne lasa. 10 ani....ce mai conteaza? Oare? E .... Fatalité, maîtresse de nos destins!Fatalité, quand tu croises nos chemins!

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Liniste, pace...

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Ca "imi place sa ma las dusa de val" - valul e intotdeaun un "el" care ma ia si ma rasuceste si nu ma lasa sa fiu milele mele de nestire - si ma intrebam de ce nu as avea dreptul sa fiu purtata de val...Pai daca sunt mare, sunt si val.....unde sa ma poata purta el??El imi poate croi hainute cu volanase albe. Care pot ineca oameni. Dar ce sunt oamenii fata de mine?A fost odata....A fost o dataA

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Mine....all mine, nu dau nimic :P

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si da, inca se potriveste exact cu simtirile...cuiva macar.... si nu intru sa postez decat cand simt ca trebuie

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is made by nature

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lightning crashes, a new mother criesher placenta falls to the floorthe angel opens her eyesthe confusion sets inbefore the doctor can even close the doorlightning crashes, an old mother diesher intentions fall to the floorthe angel closes her eyesthe confusion that was hersbelongs now, to the baby down the hallVersuri Live - Lightning crashesde pe http://www.versuri.ro oh now feel it comin' back

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Unii fac copii,unii fac bani,unii fac plantele sa creasca,unii fac iubirea sa se mai simta in aer,unii fac curat toata viata, dupa ei,unii fac prostii,unii fac pe prostii,unii fac ecuatii,unii fac ca mine.Nii la ei, toti mi-s breji!....

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Na si ce sa intelegi cand ti se cere sa dai "macar jumatate din cat dau eu"Ca ii futi una mai lent? Mai molcom? Mai jumate?Sau ca nu vede ce faci tu?Mai mult, mai putin, sau la fel, dar ceva tot dai, nu?In orice caz, presupun ca ii cazul sa iti bagi pula daca tu nu dai nimic....ma intreb de ce te-ai mai chinuit pana acum....asa cu sferturi....adica io....ce kkt aveam in cap?Pa se zice la

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Si wai cum sunt!........."We're half awake in a thinking pie"Weary sun, sleep tonight, go crashing into the oceanCut the line that ties the tide and moon, ancient and blueWe take our empty hearts and fill them up with broken thingsTo hang on a humming wire like cheap lamps down a dead end streetClose your weary eyes until the wintertimeAnd every time we turn away it hits me like a tidal waveI

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Pentru deschiderea unei usi asupra careia aveti cheia.Daca incercati in stanga de jumatate de ora...nu inseamna ca e cheia gresita, ci doar ca ar trebui sa invartiti in partea cealalta. (dada, cealanta:)Dreapta, nu???? Cum draq nu m-am gandit la asta juma de ora, am stat sa bat la toate geamurile vecinilor si nima nimic, doar era noapte.....Un barbat de aveai langa tine atunci, femeie, iti spunea

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the same....iti promit :)dar imi place mai mult varianta asta......

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Primul sarut...eu m-am oferit?Sexy languageSexy imagessexy feeling...sexy I....I need u, my love.My love, asta zice ceva de Prometeu, io una nu pot a ma incalzi mai tare, iti las tie zeii pe cap si mie...tu. Doar tu. Asa mic cum esti :)Te iubesc :)Si iti "prometeu" ca n-o sa te parasesc. Doar te iubesc, nu? :PSpidermen kiss or Titanic kiss, zii repede:PNu te-as da pe nimic, nu vreau sa te schimb,

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Si nu de asta sunt trista.Cum naiba pot fi atat de proasta iar? Mi-am ales atat de cu grija persoanele din jurul meu tocmai pentru ca am incredere oarba in oameni si nu vreau sa-mi fie daramata.Si a venit timpul sa aleg omul gresit, am ales, mi-am pierdut increderea. Iar. Si asta ma darama sufleteste, nimic altceva.Eu nu inteleg. Stiu ca nu toata lumea e ca mine, dar nesiguranta va doare pe toti

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Nu stiu cine e de vina, dar anul asta parca toata lumea se duce la fund. Cand o sa ma intrebe copiii pe la ce varsta m-am maturizat, le voi spune ca precoce, la 31, din cauza anului 2010 de cacat pe care l-am avut.Ca m-am maturizat datorita fluxului negativ de intamplari, nu datorita varstei biologice. Ca dudele nu mai cresc asa mari ca pe vremuri si pitipoancele poarta fuste mini din lipsa de

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150 da mii. Cand esti in birou cu altii.Zic.

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Act 2....parerea 18.....................Ah, din pacate nu poate fi dect roscata:P

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Dimineata.....Si dupa amiaza :)Soarele patrunde-ntre ramuri

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Si ma intreb unde s-au dus?Imbratisatul cu drag, atat de drag....Floarea....adusa-n orice fel...Iubirea pana dimineata...Caldura...Inima, bataia ei accelerata....end etc etcSi de ce au venit intrebarile?Unde au plecat simtirile si de ce am ramas cu intrebarile?Stare, varsta, betie?, stare....

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Ce pot sa zic, asa-mi place sa ma las dusa de val....of, atat ii de fain si atat de bine si atat de "me" ma face sa ma simt....de ce n-as avea dreptul sa vreau.....even now?I just want him to feel at least just fine.Once.At least "just" once:)))Now the laugh is over, I`ll get serious:))Daca mi-ar atinge buzele cu degetele, as uita sa rasuflu. I miss that feeling so much, nu-mi pasa, vreau sa nu

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But u are gonna miss me.....asa, doar asa pot sa stiu cui ii pasa si pe cine doare, chiar daca fac ce nu ar trebui. Pam ....pam....si doar dk-ului ii pasa.... dar m-a rugat sa nu-i fac asta....sa i-o fac sau nu? Nu merita, nu el....De ce nu vreau copii? Pentru ca oricum cei pe care ii am sunt mai mari ca mine si tot nu stiu nimic....Si ce frumos ar fi sa plang in hohote ....instrumental....8 zile

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Totul. Azi. Poi si cand ai o zi din asta, sa mai iasi din casa sau sa mai raspunzi la tel?Clar ca m-am apucat de fumat, ca pana azi ma tinuse.Arghhh!

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Sper sa te-nsel.Ideea e ca e f nasol sa puti ca o scrumiera cand iti dai cu mana prin par.Si ca fumatul e overated, clar.Promit sa povestesc clar si in amanunt crizele lipsei. Pt ca ....indeed ma las de fumat.Later edit: Dupa o ora:Totul are alt gust :)))))))))))))))))))))))

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Imi facusem un obicei in ultimul timp de-a sta la barfe si pahare de vin in bucataria prietenei mele. Stiti, cum sa va povestesc eu, prietena mea are laptop. Doooh. Care sta cu noi in bucutarie si daca ar avea urechi s-ar apuca singur sa scrie pe blog. Mai mult ca sigur ca ar incepe traficul in masa.Chiar daca, in bucatarie, laptopul sta pe jos. Nu pe masa. Sa nu ne incurce la mutarea paharelor

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Am uitat cat de placut e sa te trezesti dimineata de o voce de care-ti era dor.Si uite asa incepe o zi fara nervi :))Later edit: E de la dude! Am mancat dude ieri si mi-am pus o dorinta. Sa ma sune. Pffff, pe ce irosesc dorintele :)))

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anumite lucruri nu se schimba.Incerc, dar ...respect, urasc, iubesc, imi pare rau, cunosc neputiinta, dar accept..So this is it....

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Un flutureIn camera cu mine?!?Am clipit incet.Si-a disparut. Nu e om?

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Im having a trip into Guliver`s country. Si asa fain ii:))Si, cum mi-s ochii?Ratacesc, ma mint oare ca ratacesc frumos? Dar ce poate fi mai nais decat o discutie continua?...But I won`t do that... and then maybe I will :)As long as u keep me smiling....u raise me up :)....ready for next lvl of upgrading.

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Singurul defect al statiunii asteia este ca nu apuci sa stai la plaja. Ai atat de mult de munca prin birturi, lucrand de zor la sticlele de bere incat nu mai realizezi cand trece noaptea si vine ziua.A fost un weekend greu de suportat, iar intrebarea cheie a fost daca privesc des Bolero :))La intoarcere am salvat toate broscutele locuitoare ale drumului asfaltat spre Cernavoda (heheh, ascuns si

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Dupa lupte seculare ajung sa am 3 mm in plus pe unghii, fata de vechile mele chelii de burice ale degetelor...,.................. toate avand aceeasi distanta milenara, ce nu trece de buric.Se rupe una, f putin. Zic: o pilesc.Si o pilesc de ajunge omul cu capul rotund in lumea celor tuguiatiDupa atata timp imi spuneti ca m-am chinuit degeaba sa intru in lumea voastra? Proastelor!

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The beginning,and the end.Morala: never play a Blood elf!

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Ti-am cerut-o cu grai dulce,Ti-am cautat in sange, sa-ti dam jos puterea,Am fost acolo....Si tie iti pasa ca plecam,....de secole plecam, de cate ori citesc, aud, traiesc,,,e un roman, dar nu va fi aici niciodata. Si te-a rugat, of, cum te-a mai rugat!!Si eu am zis ca nu politica, dar cum poti sa nu "Hou" pe blogul tau?(huo*:)))Huo@cervantes de puta madre

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Dupa ce voi fi convinsa, poate, dar poate atunci de-abea o sa incep sa ma gandesc.Si serios, asta e plot point-ul, nu iubirea, nu ratacirea...Ci: vine ursitoarea...de nu zamisli ea asa, nika nu lucra ca ea:P

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Pufuleti, bagami-as in ei ceva!De ce ramane malai ALL OVER ME cand ii mananc? Si de ce ii mananc DUPA ce dau cu aspiratorul?

lalyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02317618145125945695noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796957480854793734.post-17131929668009567752010-05-19T03:10:00.002+03:002010-05-19T03:21:04.434+03:00

Nu stiam cand o sa pot sa ma simt asa bine si de ce as putea...Si I got it, tra sa fiu eu cu mine :)Si "doar" sa am ce am avut pana acum.Si again, Belle!Si toate porcariile mele, "urarile de bine", glumele si trairile mele le voi gasi aici....oricand. Just another ordinary man...dar eu. Ce ma voi face cand se va termina? Probabil voi incepe sa scriu :)

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Femeie, poti avea tot ce-ti doresti pe acest pamant, de vei sti sa nu cauti unde nu e de cuviinta!Iti voi da vointa prin puterea-mi, iti voi da giuvaieruri prin mana celor puternici, iti voi da biruinta prin mana destinului si, laolalta, iti voi da puterea de a cere in asa fel incat sa nu ti se refuze. Iti voi da doar tie iubirea si procrearea, iti dau ce am mai scump si mai bun pe lume, dar,Dar

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SalaPiscinaJacuzziSaunaSpaSaid it all, mi-am gasit cu ce sa-mi ocup 4 ore pe zi. In ordinea asta.

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Finally the hills are without eyesThey are tired of painting a dead man's face redWith their own bloodThey used to love having so much to loseBlink your eyes just once and see everything in ruinsDid you ever hear what I told you?Did you ever read what I wrote you?Did you ever listen to what we played?Did you ever let in what the world said?Did we get this far just to feel your hate?Did we play to

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I wish I had an angelFor one moment of loveI wish I had your angeltonightDeep into a dying dayI took a step outside an innocent heartPrepare to hate me for when I mayThis night will hurt you like never beforeOld loves, they die hardOld lies, they die harderI wish I had an angelFor one moment of loveI wish I had your angelYour Virgin Mary undoneI`m in love with my lustBurning angel wings to dustI

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Am agatat azi ttoate clasele socialle.Sunt acasa, singuraa. N-oo sa ma ai, dar o sa ma vrei fara sa fac nimic. Nu-i asa ca asa e? Have u under my sskin, malove......Click, e doublle life...mussssicc toooApa.....................putina apa...................

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Aplauze. Zici?Poi cum? Poi putem iubi 2? Sa ne impartime inima intre 2? Hm...pai pe zile asa, zici ca e love? Aaaa, dorinta, hmmm.....cum sa te imparti? Poi nu te imparti, fii om. Normal zici? Faci partajul atriilor si ventriculelor? Mai, tu nu iubesti mai nimic, mai. Speri totusi sa se rezolve de la sine.Ma simt ca un titirez. Cred ca sunt un titirez, daca ma simt, nu?

lalyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02317618145125945695noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796957480854793734.post-79973017712593322342010-04-28T05:32:00.006+03:002010-04-28T06:00:46.411+03:00

Am gasit poze cu mine de cand eram juma` de buletin. Si pa negru, si pa alb.

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Aveam un intreg arsenal de scris aici, pagini intregi scrise de-a lungul timpului. De faceam un rezumat, imi iesea o carte. De fiecare data cand postez o parere ma tin de promisiune si o postez doar daca e in concordanta cu sintamintele-mi.De fiecare data cand dau particele din Hugo, ascult toata opera. Nu cred ca o sa ma pot plictisi vreodata de ea. Dar particica asta este preferata mea.Poate si

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Warning: Nu, nu e un alt post cu hip hop....din pacate. E un post lung si plictisitor, fara povete. E un post al meu si e un post in care nu mai tin cont deloc de linia despartitoare dintre mine si necunoscutii care ma citesc. E un post pe care prietenii o sa-l citeasca sarind randurile, nestiind de ce il scriu, iar cei putini care imi mai citesc blogul dar nu ma cunosc personal nu au nimic

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Eu eu eu, Yo! Sa nu te bat Yo....Poi.......prostuleee:)

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Cum ceva ce nu credeam ca...Atunci va!"prostuleeee!", mai stii?Nice done, boys! Melodia e pt Zmmmmmmmmmmmmm :)

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Nu ca as fi io mare experta in franceza, dar traducerea suna execrabil in engleza. In loc sa evidentieze micimea lui, engleza nu poate reda decat o mica manea, "te fac printesa" pe romaneste. Liniste. Zambete si multa, multa liniste. Cand vanzatorul ti-a vandut de multe ori acelasi cacat, poti zambi impacat in continuare, dar nu uita sa intrebi de marfa. E de buna calitate, au ba? Straluceste?

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Cine foloseste telefonul doar pentru a comunica unde, la ce ora si cand? Ferice lui! Acuma zau, cine nu are prieteni care vorbesc pana "ti se termina bateria" sau "te suna altcineva" sau "e politie" sau "ai facut accident cu masina" sau "presimti ca o sa ti se faca rau imediat-acum"?In timpul convorbirii, fara a incerca sa patrunzi in adancimea gandirii interlocutorului tau, incerci macar sa te

lalyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02317618145125945695noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796957480854793734.post-30081809076427498672010-04-13T07:07:00.004+03:002010-04-13T08:33:18.994+03:00

De marti, 13Am inclinatii spre a ucide orice-i mic. Apoi daca-i mic, n-o fi si neinsemnat? Sa dau ura afara au ba?Anul asta a fost un continuu marti 13.....oare cum pot grabi lucrurile sa ajung spre roi du soleil?Dedic melodia asta tuturor lucrurilor mici....neinsemnate...dar sa nu uitam niciodata ca la sang et le vin ont la même couleur...

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Stiti la ce ma gandesc acum?La cat de bine s-a imbinat pamantul cu apa, iar soarele mangaia domol pantecul mamei cand m-am zamislit eu. Pai ce pula mea poate fi mai frumos decat un om linistit, care are langa el prieteni adevarati, mai multi decat degetele de la o mana?Si mai mai mai mai am si tzatze...mai imi trebe o maimuta si cercu`i complet :))))Si nici nu-s balbaita!

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de-a alege la 15 ani intre si Voi ce ziceti?Nu am avut predilectie spre chitaristi, da zau.....Asta micu` blondut si frumos de la Guns`n`roses nu-l putea bate pe Slash si nici asta micu` blondut si fumos de la Skid Row pe Nuno :DLa sex appeal vreau sa zic. :)Si cand zic asta, vantul bate cu putere in geam. Din cand in cand....

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Ricky was a young boyHe had a heart of stoneLived 9 to 5 and worked hisFingers to the boneJust barely out of schoolCame from the edge of townFought like a switchbladeSo no one could take him downHe had no money, noohNo good at homeHe walked the streets a soldierAnd he fought the world aloneAnd now its...Eighteen and life you got itEighteen and life you knowYour crime is time and itsEighteen and

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De ce ai nevoie de cei "peste 30 de ani" sa intelegi ca beauty doesn`t matter? Si de ce dupa 30 de ani cauti sa reinvii frumusetea pe care n-ai pretuit-o atatia ani....ok, cine se baga? same thing at 15 as at 30:1. fumez (de la 13, cu cateva intreruperi de cativa ani)2. love to party3. love to drink4. I am always in love...wrong guy ofc since I`m still looking for...Daca as face sondajul

lalyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02317618145125945695noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796957480854793734.post-40518168995670043402010-03-14T07:58:00.001+02:002010-03-14T08:01:24.303+02:00

Liniste!...frica?Sansa.

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my childhood was just like that....asta pt exu` pletosu` cu uaitsneicu` lui si cu eisidisiu` luinothing can be more smoother or sexyer than this...oh, maybe I could.... Well sometimes I feel I've got to,run away, I've got to,get away from the pain you drive into love me,the love we shared, seems to go, nowhere,and I've lost my life, for I toss and turn, I can't sleep at night.Once I ran to you,

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I`ve tasted all the wines...Amaising, in afara de zilele in care postez opera, nu o pot privi. Cand simt nevoia, ma asteapta partea potrivita parerii. 11 de data asta.

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E luna lui Martie....cand se aleg babele.....si eu, eu tot incerc sa imi gasesc alta baba decat a saptea sau a treia....sorocul ma urmareste parese, iar anul asta, pe 3 martie (cam aproape la fel ca in toti astialalti ani) mi-am dat seama ca nu mai pot alege numarul 3. Si am purces eu a cumeta si am concis ca a saptea e iar castigatoarea. :)Si pe 5 martie incepe sa ninga. La inceput pufos, al de

lalyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02317618145125945695noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796957480854793734.post-88198691636271118272010-03-06T08:22:00.001+02:002010-03-06T08:26:38.602+02:00

Toooot :)))Si la multi ani! :)Du-ma, fericire, in sus, si izbeste-mitampla de stele, pana candlumea mea prelunga si in nesfarsirese face coloana sau altcevamult mai inalt si mult mai curand.Ce bine ca esti, ce mirare ca sunt!Doua cantece diferite, lovindu-se amestecandu-se,doua culori ce nu s-au vazut niciodata,una foarte de jos, intoarsa spre pamant,una foarte de sus, aproape ruptain infrigurata

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Grija....specialite de la renaissance :)Linistea, o adoptam si protejam nucleul....de oricata segregare de euri am putea dispune...

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m-am schimbat de nici io nu ma mai recunosc.

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Pai sa nu-ti bagi?Si totusi, nu e nimeni ca el.... a fost odata un barbat ce putea sa-mi fie fiu, tata si sot laolalta....pacat ca a fost razant

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Eh, unii sunt, altii se simt...I`h happy today tho`

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Parere de rau, parere de numar preferat. Ma ingrozeste ce vad in jurul meu, ma ingrozeste lumea.......Quasimodo e ei!Si ai mei, chiar si astia din wow....sunt oameni....................restul nu sunt. M-am saturat de cretini. Ce am fo` io radicala pana acum cu oamenii....da` sa stau asa ca........tot aceiasi pe care i--am iubit din prima nu ma dezamagesc....Imi cam bag picioarele rau in ce-i ce

lalyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02317618145125945695noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796957480854793734.post-65441977355084467712010-02-02T03:58:00.002+02:002010-02-02T04:02:16.701+02:00

Am gasit melodia asta aici, dar zic ca mie mi se potriveste mult mai bine:)Asta drept raspuns pentru toti cei care ma intreaba de ce n-am pe cineva inca...Okay, okay,He's got my number andYou can't, you can'tWarn me baby here I amEither you make the timeOr just forget meI'm not, I'm notTryna run your lifeThat's why, that's whyI'm nobody's wifeBut when I want, when I want itYou gotta be readyI

lalyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02317618145125945695noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8796957480854793734.post-56227638967431891242010-02-02T02:53:00.004+02:002010-02-02T04:33:38.525+02:00

Asta e una din cela mai frumoase parti, adorabila si delicata. Imi da un sentiment de bine si de indeplinire.De totul ar fi asa de simplu in viata n-am avea mai mult de 6 capitole. Ma intreb cum am putut iubi un barbat care nu stie sa scrie "si vei stii"Ma intreb de ce cea mai frumoasa poveste e cea care se termina fara happy end...Ma intreb de ce ziua de pasti nu pica niciodata la o data fixa...

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Si ne-am trezit cu chef de muzica :)sometimes everything seems awkward and largeimagine a Wednesday evening in marchfuture and past at the same timeI make use of the night start drinking a lotalthough not ideal for now it's all that I've gotit's nice to know your nameYou don't know you don't know you don't know anything about mean ocean a lake I need a place to drownlet's freeze the moment cause

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Nimic mai plictisitor, nimic mai adevarat.Nu o sa pot vreodata sa iubesc frumos. Eu iubesc, daca iubesc. Cine are grija de restul lor, nu stiu. Ei intre ei, cred.Regardes quand tu cours....

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Cand spun "frumos" eu ma gandesc la tine,Visez ca sunt departe de cei raiTe simt aproape, te simt in mineMi-e dor de ochii taiMi-e dor de ochii tai..........Simt adierea gandurilor taleSi as vrea sa-ti fiu la poarta zurgalauSa ma auzi cand vantul o sa bataMi-e dor de parul tauMi-e dor de parul tau...........Caut parfumul care te inconjoaraCaci mi-a lasat in suflet vraja saIar dorul acesta jalnic

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As fi gasit un titlu mult mai inspirat... l-am si gasit. Doar ca motoarele "google" de cautare n-o sa-l gaseasca niciodata....asa ca o sa fac doo:D. 2 posturi.Am cantat cu toata falsitatea corzilor mele vocale "femeia"....Femeia lui Scridon. Femeia lui e mai speciala decat orice femeie care si-ar putea dori sa se stie iubita. Femeia lui Scridon e oricare alta femeie. Orice femeie....asa trebuie

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logia, bat-o vina.... Pai fiti atenti! Ma trezesc cu un mail in care mi se spunea ca pe vremea cand scriam eram vie. Nu mai despic dudele, trageti singuri concluzia ca daca nu mai scriu...am si io dreptu` sa mor uneori. Zic.Ideea e ca mi-a placut mailul tare mult. Scurt, touche, n-am cuvinte! Mail back pe yahoo, ca sa zic asa, ca doar asta e adresa de blog. Si vine ideea mareata cam cum sa

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Ma trezesc de dimineata ca nu mai am cu ce sa ma imbrac. Nu, nu, nu, eu nu sunt asa in general. In general imi ia aprox 2 min sa fiu gata. Imbracata.Doar ca azi dimineata m-am trezit ca nu mai am haine curate. Si infasc o pereche de blugi pe care i-am mai purtat de vreun an din dulap si plec la servici nedepasind cele 2 minute...:)Si la servici simt ceva in buzunar. Bag mana sa vad ce e (ca doar

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Cica apa e cea mai misterioasa substanta de pe pamant.No shit, cica io-s nouajceva la suta apa.

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