<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540</id><updated>2012-02-02T05:06:14.879-08:00</updated><category term='ziua'/><category term='forever not yours'/><category term='2'/><category term='tatuaj'/><category term='three days grace'/><category term='doubt'/><category term='pa'/><category term='doi'/><category term='tattoo'/><category term='all i&apos;m thinking of'/><category term='tu'/><category term='noi'/><category term='day 2'/><category term='3'/><category term='I hate everything about you'/><category term='a'/><category term='all night dynamite'/><category term='17'/><category term='sentiment'/><category term='eu'/><title type='text'>Nu vreau sa castig</title><subtitle type='html'>Am creat un loc pentru mine . si stiu ca vreti sa ma schimb , si ca vreti sa ma iau dupa ce ziceti voi. nu o fac . in schimb ma lupt intre inima si minte...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>77</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-8703637970094913807</id><published>2011-12-24T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T08:57:36.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wraped in you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8LexJu6rbBU/TvYBVBPeUBI/AAAAAAAAAII/jzpOMtpeEWg/s1600/tumblr_ldolvodQ6d1qazstso1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="152" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8LexJu6rbBU/TvYBVBPeUBI/AAAAAAAAAII/jzpOMtpeEWg/s400/tumblr_ldolvodQ6d1qazstso1_500.png" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Am greselile mele , de care sunt mandra , intr-un fel sau in altul , pentru simplul fapt ca ma fac ce sunt , si nu am sa neg niciodata cat de mult gresesc , si am sa-mi asum mereu responsabilitatea.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pentru greselile mele , nu ale altora.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stiu si eu , si tu , si noi , si voi ca totul o sa mearga prost , mai ales atunci cand apare cineva/ceva care nu trebuia sa apara ,tocmai pentru a strica totul , si pentru a face orice sa para imposibil , indiferent ca le place unora sau nu .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Da stiu , stric toata atmosfera de sarbatoare.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Couldn't give a fuck less.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;O sa te schimbi daca o sa te satisfac ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;O sa incerci sa faci totul sa para ok , ca la inceput , cand nu stiam niciunul nimic despre absolut nimic ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;N-am cerut absolut nimic , am vrut pe cineva care sa ma poata suporta cu depresie , nebunie , fericire , manifestarea mea mai ciudata uneori , si cu faptul ca nu sunt chiar la fel ca tot restul lumii , cu prezent , trecut , si cu viitor , cu absolut tot.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Apropo , depresiile mele sunt mai accentuate din cauza ta , fie ca iti vine sa crezi sau nu .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Si stiu ca o sa citesti tot pana la urma.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;M-am saturat sa ma doara sa trec prin toate locurile care ne sunt martore ale iubirii , prin toate amintirile alea pe care nu pot sa le sterg , ca de , tin la trecut si la oamenii din trecutul meu.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;E genul ala de moment cand tre' sa ma incui la mine in camera cu multa hartie , si multe pixuri/creioane ...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;si asta doar ca sa nu fie si mai rau...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-8703637970094913807?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/8703637970094913807/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/12/wraped-in-you.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/8703637970094913807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/8703637970094913807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/12/wraped-in-you.html' title='Wraped in you'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8LexJu6rbBU/TvYBVBPeUBI/AAAAAAAAAII/jzpOMtpeEWg/s72-c/tumblr_ldolvodQ6d1qazstso1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-6551992695081358591</id><published>2011-11-20T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T09:33:52.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sa fie pentru anii astia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OWpaZaOeE4g/Tsk0UxKDbXI/AAAAAAAAAHk/h4D2ICZr8yQ/s1600/312804_230322817029495_100001553360789_660157_1966100309_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OWpaZaOeE4g/Tsk0UxKDbXI/AAAAAAAAAHk/h4D2ICZr8yQ/s400/312804_230322817029495_100001553360789_660157_1966100309_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Mi-am lasat toate visele in mainile unor oameni care nu au stiut ce sa faca cu ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Poate ca sunt nebuna... am incercat sa inteleg iubirea , si chiar am crezut ca pot sa fac asta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;N-o sa mai vreau sa-mi amintesc cum se iubeste , n-am nevoie sa-mi ard sentimentele , n-o sa incerc sa imi fac altele , n-o sa ma chinui chiar atat de mult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Da , am incercat sa ma sinucid de multe ori , dar niciodata nu am reusit .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Iar atunci cand am mai avut extrem de putin si o faceam , am renuntat la idee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;De ce ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Uneori din egoism , mereu mi s-a parut ca as scapa prea repede , si ca nu m-ar durea atat de mult pe cat merit eu de fapt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Alteori , din frica , sau din speranta ca poate daca mai lungesc chinul putin , o sa imi fie mai usor s-o fac data viitoare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;La sfarsitul oricarui lucru , ne asteapta melancolia , si tristetea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;De ce sa se incheie viata mea intr-un mod atat de calm si nedureros?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;De ce ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Toata durerea din lume o merit ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;N-am facut nimic util cu viata mea , n-am facut decat sa ranesc oameni sau sa ii imping spre lucruri nasoale , nu am lasat pe nimeni cu amintiri placute , si nici un lucru de genul asta nu s-a intamplat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Deci , unde mi-e rostu' ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;"Nu merită să te sinucizi, deoarece o faci întotdeauna prea târziu." cum zice Coelo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Decat sa incerc sa fac ceva bine , mai bine stau dracului cuminte si imi accept soarta , si nu ma mai chinui sa gasesc un mod de a ma minti ca nu sunt ce si cum sunt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Anii astia , or sa treaca -in teorie - dar in practica ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-6551992695081358591?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/6551992695081358591/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/11/sa-fie-pentru-anii-astia.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/6551992695081358591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/6551992695081358591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/11/sa-fie-pentru-anii-astia.html' title='Sa fie pentru anii astia...'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OWpaZaOeE4g/Tsk0UxKDbXI/AAAAAAAAAHk/h4D2ICZr8yQ/s72-c/312804_230322817029495_100001553360789_660157_1966100309_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-863030670398566665</id><published>2011-11-13T00:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T00:18:18.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e6HjQSWxyG0/Tr6sfK-m2EI/AAAAAAAAAHc/kLRZ2d4YAhs/s1600/tumblr_ljurrzX45G1qdrxf6o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e6HjQSWxyG0/Tr6sfK-m2EI/AAAAAAAAAHc/kLRZ2d4YAhs/s400/tumblr_ljurrzX45G1qdrxf6o1_500.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Am luat o gura de vodka inainte sa mai zic ceva.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;E usor sa umpli&amp;nbsp; golul asta , nu-i asa ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tu nu iti gasesti refugiu pe undeva pe la linia de infinit .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tu nu-ti vezi toate temerile devenind realitate atunci cand nici macar nu te mai astepti la asta.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tu nu stai sa numeri zilele pe degete si apoi sa le scrijelesti undeva.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;M-am holbat prea mult la ochii aia care nu s-au inchis niciodata.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Poate ca nu o sa ma simt in siguranta decat atunci cand o sa-mi pot numara zilele ramase pe aceleasi degete de la o mana.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;134 de zile si nu am ranit pe nimeni.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;135 de zile si inca mai traiesc.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;136 de zile si nu s-a intamplat nimic tragic.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;137 de zile si nu ma uraste nimeni.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;138 de zile si ma urasc in continuare.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;In acest " obicei " de a te rani , tot eu ies mult mai ranita.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Daca eu sunt responsabila de lacrimile alea , de ce tot pe mine ma doare?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ce e sentimentul ala care parca ma mananca din interior?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;M-ai crezut intotdeauna cu mult mai medioacra fata de tine , dar n-ai stiut niciodata de ce ma port cum ma port.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Te las sa cunosti doar ce vreau eu sa cunosti si deja ai impresia ca stii cine sunt.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mi-am scrijelit numele temerilor , fericilor , tristetilor , salvarilor pe undeva pe tot corpul.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ah ... simt cum arde din nou "eu"-l de pe picior si "pierdere" de pe coaste....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;N-o sa inteleaga nimeni de ce au murit atat de multe inimi in noaptea asta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-863030670398566665?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/863030670398566665/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/11/am-luat-o-gura-de-vodka-inainte-sa-mai.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/863030670398566665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/863030670398566665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/11/am-luat-o-gura-de-vodka-inainte-sa-mai.html' title=''/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e6HjQSWxyG0/Tr6sfK-m2EI/AAAAAAAAAHc/kLRZ2d4YAhs/s72-c/tumblr_ljurrzX45G1qdrxf6o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-5782056084242722723</id><published>2011-10-31T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T10:26:11.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frica fara voce</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--tGIQz0wmik/Tq7WRSAt9yI/AAAAAAAAAHU/u-SeJgKOdpk/s1600/tumblr_lg8j7hEwkq1qaobbko1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--tGIQz0wmik/Tq7WRSAt9yI/AAAAAAAAAHU/u-SeJgKOdpk/s400/tumblr_lg8j7hEwkq1qaobbko1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Senzatia aia care parca se ineaca in adancul simturilor si sentimentelor mele , doare atat de tare..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Fara sa inteleg nimic din tragedia din jurul meu , singuratatea si linisteau au continuat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Scapa tu de frica pentru mine .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Tremur de la raspunsul pe care l-am primit in noaptea aia , cumva , de la infinitul care pana atunci m-a ignorat total ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Te zbati in durere , copil destramat , care simta frica precum un sentiment de apartenenta..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Inca sper ca o sa uit tipetele alea din mijlocul noptii si ca o sa pot sa te strig cand esti departe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Alcoolul , tigarile , drogurile , nimic nu reprezinta o scapare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;La dracu&amp;nbsp; cu voi si cu tot ce arunc pe hartie, de parca o sa ii pese cuiva de mine , sau de ce iese din inima mea sub forma de cuvinte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Rupe-ma in mii de bucati , bucatele , spune-mi ca ce am trait pana acum a fost o simpla minciuna si nimic mai mult&amp;nbsp; , distruge-ma pe mine si toate visele si sperantele mele , fa-te ca nici nu ai stiu de existenta mea .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;De parca destinul e totul....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Alcoolul e salvarea !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-5782056084242722723?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/5782056084242722723/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/10/frica-fara-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/5782056084242722723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/5782056084242722723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/10/frica-fara-voce.html' title='Frica fara voce'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--tGIQz0wmik/Tq7WRSAt9yI/AAAAAAAAAHU/u-SeJgKOdpk/s72-c/tumblr_lg8j7hEwkq1qaobbko1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-7845752787308455634</id><published>2011-10-07T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T11:32:40.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remeber the urge ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tMtBWrNl0QI/To9C-gn5pGI/AAAAAAAAAHA/6V3cIXWyCuk/s1600/tumblr_lmbvoo2B1p1qaobbko1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tMtBWrNl0QI/To9C-gn5pGI/AAAAAAAAAHA/6V3cIXWyCuk/s400/tumblr_lmbvoo2B1p1qaobbko1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Propriul meu inamic... nu am motiv să îl deranjez acum....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Îmi şopteşte calm cele mai bune soluţii pentru a dispărea de aici şi de a fi ce vreau , cum vreau.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mă batjocoreşte pentru incapabilitatea mea de a zice "Nu" cuiva...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Îmi spune ca poate e cea mai bună idee să dispar în noaptea asta de aici..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are dreptate..... ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Dragă tu , care te-ai aruncat în imaginaţie . Chiar nu realizezi că trăieşti degeaba? "&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Las tot în urma mea ...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;persoane&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;întâmplări&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;cunoştinţe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;tot&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;tot&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;tot.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Am plecat de aici.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Undeva unde e mai puţin întuneric.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Ce vezi în toată lumina aia ? În noaptea asta ai murit , ţi-am luat locul . Tu nu mai exişti de azi."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Când am început sa mă stric în halul ăsta?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eu însumi m-am trădat ?!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Credeam că mă cunosc , destul , cât să nu fac asta.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aparent ... nu-i aşa.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oricum...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mâine n-o să mai fiu eu.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Deci ... cui chiar îi pasă încât să fie aici cu mine?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunt singură din nou...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Iertare , dragilor.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Am plecat.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-7845752787308455634?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/7845752787308455634/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/10/remeber-urge.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/7845752787308455634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/7845752787308455634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/10/remeber-urge.html' title='Remeber the urge ..'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tMtBWrNl0QI/To9C-gn5pGI/AAAAAAAAAHA/6V3cIXWyCuk/s72-c/tumblr_lmbvoo2B1p1qaobbko1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-6106825698625623228</id><published>2011-08-31T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T12:24:42.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kQ1hdMBOl2E/Tl6GKiOmReI/AAAAAAAAAG8/l3ma3H_8-X4/s1600/tumblr_lmy3qjxmEp1qe442xo1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kQ1hdMBOl2E/Tl6GKiOmReI/AAAAAAAAAG8/l3ma3H_8-X4/s320/tumblr_lmy3qjxmEp1qe442xo1_500.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;In lumea mea totul pare ok , si nimic nu merge prost.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lumea mea e imaginara.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lumea mea e nutrita de nebunia mea prematura.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lumea mea e plina de prietenii mei imaginari.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lumea mea il are decat pe el din oamenii reali.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rareori mai imi aduc aminte ca nu traiesc in lumea aia.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Atunci cand ma lovesc de lumea in care traiesc de fapt , doare ca dracu !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dialogul din capul meu , cu nebunia mea&amp;nbsp; , continua , ma duc sa fiu atenta.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;V-am lasat.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-6106825698625623228?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/6106825698625623228/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/08/in-lumea-mea-totul-pare-ok-si-nimic-nu.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/6106825698625623228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/6106825698625623228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/08/in-lumea-mea-totul-pare-ok-si-nimic-nu.html' title=''/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kQ1hdMBOl2E/Tl6GKiOmReI/AAAAAAAAAG8/l3ma3H_8-X4/s72-c/tumblr_lmy3qjxmEp1qe442xo1_500.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-8130286847456356042</id><published>2011-08-26T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T01:10:13.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monologul nebunilor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0xS-zo3j9D0/TldRAFFQt-I/AAAAAAAAAG4/sM567YZxqdQ/s1600/tumblr_lforenPYLw1qaobbko1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0xS-zo3j9D0/TldRAFFQt-I/AAAAAAAAAG4/sM567YZxqdQ/s320/tumblr_lforenPYLw1qaobbko1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Hei , esti ok ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Hei , inca mai esti pe aici . De ce nu ai plecat?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-N-am cum . Sunt tu , varianta nebuniei tale , cea pe care o negi de atatia ani.Deci , esti bine ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Oarecum . De ce ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Voiam sa stiu .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Ce s-a intamplat?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Nimic . Vreau sa iti zic ceva.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-M-ai dezamagit....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Poftim ? De ce , sau stai , prin ce ? Ce am mai facut ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Nu esti tu in felul asta....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Care fel ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Asta in care te lasi adusa la pamant de oricine , dar mai ales de oamenii pe care ii iubesti . Nu te stiu asa. Deobicei erai mult&amp;nbsp; mai puternica , in felul tau , si nu aratai fiecare stare a ta .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Mi-e frica...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-De ce ? De cine ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Mi-e frica de moarte , indiferent a cui , atata timp cat e o persoana la care tin .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Dar de moartea ta?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Nu .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-De ce ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Am murit si inviat de 8 sau 9 ori pana acum , deci stiu ce si cum. Nu mai am&amp;nbsp; motive sa-mi fie frica.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Ai fugit de tine atata timp... de ce ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Nu am fugit de mine . Am fugit de nebunia , despresia , si poate si schizofrenia mea . Am fugit in intuneric ca sa pot sa ma gasesc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Si ? Ai reusit ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Nu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Si de ce nu mai incerci ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Pentru ca nu am de ce , mai exact . M-am plictisit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-De tine ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Da . Si sa ma caut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Da drumul la muzica .Ce auzi ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-O melodie care o vreau tatuata pe spate . De ce ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Crezi in versurile alea macar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Da .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Atunci , ce mai astepti ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Poftim.... ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;liniste .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Stai ! Nu pleca ! Nu ma mai lasa iar cu intrebare fara raspuns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Tu stii raspunsul cel mai bine dintre noi toti .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Tu esti nebunia mea , zi-mi !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Pa !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Si pleaca incet , in timp ce eu nu aflu raspunsul la nimic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;O sa ne mai vedem , in noaptea asta , in timp ce incerc sa dorm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-8130286847456356042?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/8130286847456356042/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/08/monologul-nebunilor.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/8130286847456356042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/8130286847456356042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/08/monologul-nebunilor.html' title='Monologul nebunilor'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0xS-zo3j9D0/TldRAFFQt-I/AAAAAAAAAG4/sM567YZxqdQ/s72-c/tumblr_lforenPYLw1qaobbko1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-6643091448618862264</id><published>2011-08-19T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T11:00:47.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FHgex1BxnUM/Tk6ih0ah_zI/AAAAAAAAAG0/qONorSakNtI/s1600/tumblr_lo7a6yH53i1qzabkfo1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FHgex1BxnUM/Tk6ih0ah_zI/AAAAAAAAAG0/qONorSakNtI/s400/tumblr_lo7a6yH53i1qzabkfo1_500.png" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Destroy everything you love until everything you love destroys you scris)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; Inger cu aripi rupte ce esti !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Te-ai schimbat!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ai schimbat ceva la... tot&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Asta e o parte a ta pe care nu o cunosc.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stii cum sa ma aduci cu moralul la pamant mereu.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Esti lumea mea.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tot ce mai am.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Poate m-ai adus unde voiai de mult.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ceva se intampla.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;O sa se duca dracu tot , putin cate putin , incet incet , in cel mai nasol mod.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-6643091448618862264?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/6643091448618862264/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/08/destroy-everything-you-love-until.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/6643091448618862264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/6643091448618862264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/08/destroy-everything-you-love-until.html' title=''/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FHgex1BxnUM/Tk6ih0ah_zI/AAAAAAAAAG0/qONorSakNtI/s72-c/tumblr_lo7a6yH53i1qzabkfo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-5080825696777572654</id><published>2011-08-16T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T01:32:15.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bittersweet madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eGVTHkSdPYo/TkohMImsQGI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ZuVYerWZCOA/s1600/tumblr_lpmnt87e911qdetkvo1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eGVTHkSdPYo/TkohMImsQGI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ZuVYerWZCOA/s320/tumblr_lpmnt87e911qdetkvo1_500.gif" style="color: #45818e;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;M-am pierdut in bratele destinului meu , cel pe care il urasc cel mai mult.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;M-am pierdut in bratele atator oameni pe care azi ii urasc.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;La stanga,,,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;La dreapta....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunt la limita nebunie , nu mai e decat un pas.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;L-am facut acum mult timp.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;O sa repet chestia asta la nesfarsit , doar e alegerea mea .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alerg in continuare , sperand sa ajung departe de aici..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Unde ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nu stiu.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ascunde-te.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;De data asta , chiar te-am speriat.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Iarta-ma.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nu-i vina mea.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mi-am gasit prietenii.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Erau in mintea mea.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Acuma , o sa ma inebuneasca atata timp cat o sa stea pe langa mine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Am inebunit.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-5080825696777572654?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/5080825696777572654/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/08/bittersweet-madness.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/5080825696777572654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/5080825696777572654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/08/bittersweet-madness.html' title='Bittersweet madness'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eGVTHkSdPYo/TkohMImsQGI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ZuVYerWZCOA/s72-c/tumblr_lpmnt87e911qdetkvo1_500.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-6786618010808596545</id><published>2011-07-18T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T01:08:32.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nu .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iJdESYWHmeg/TiPdfpT_2LI/AAAAAAAAAGs/4ih3caw54OQ/s1600/tumblr_ljj8hauXR71qazstso1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="355" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iJdESYWHmeg/TiPdfpT_2LI/AAAAAAAAAGs/4ih3caw54OQ/s400/tumblr_ljj8hauXR71qazstso1_500.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Momentele alea in care eu eram singura care era langa tine n-au fost accidentale.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Momentele alea in care ma luam de tine , nici atat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Curiozitatea mea , faptul ca vreau sa zici ce gandesti , nici atata.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nici eu nu stiu ce e accidental sau nu in toata chestia asta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nici nu inteleg de ce te fac pe tine sa intelegi , cand stiu ca oricum nu o sa o faci.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nu stiu daca mai are sens , rost&amp;nbsp; , sau orice altceva , stiu sigur ca nu stiu ce stiu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spui ca ma cunosti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nu ma stii nici macar pe jumatate , cunosti ceea ce vreau eu sa cunosti , de fapt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nici nu stii de ce sunt in stare si ce nu , si nici nu cred ca o sa stii vreodata.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O las balta , scriu alta data&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-6786618010808596545?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/6786618010808596545/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/07/nu.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/6786618010808596545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/6786618010808596545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/07/nu.html' title='Nu .'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iJdESYWHmeg/TiPdfpT_2LI/AAAAAAAAAGs/4ih3caw54OQ/s72-c/tumblr_ljj8hauXR71qazstso1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-6805567506012851604</id><published>2011-07-16T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T02:05:31.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hear me .. NOW !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tbb09ASQdpo/TiFSwcexWQI/AAAAAAAAAGo/iEnuHhSC2EY/s1600/180386_152403851479363_111371325582616_283844_927570_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tbb09ASQdpo/TiFSwcexWQI/AAAAAAAAAGo/iEnuHhSC2EY/s400/180386_152403851479363_111371325582616_283844_927570_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reiau ceea ce mi s-a zis mie , doar ca sa fie dat mai departe :p&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Un amic bun mi-a zis chiar inainte sa moara chestia asta , si tre' sa stati sa va ganditi si voi :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Tine mereu capul sus , si nu lasa pe nimeni sa te doboare. Oamenii sunt rai. Unii mai rai decat oricine altcineva de pe planeta asta pe care suntem blocati.Lasa despresia , melancolia , orice , fi fericita ! Cu fiecare minut esti mai aproape sa mori , si daca chiar ti se deruleaza viata in fata ochilor cand mori , ce-ar fi sa merite sa fie vazuta ? Nu lasa pe nimeni sa iti zice ce si cum sa fii , si nici ce tre' sa faci."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pentru mine cel putin , conteaza enorm ce a zis el atunci....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Poate si pentru cei care nu citesc cu mintea , ci cu inima...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-6805567506012851604?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/6805567506012851604/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/07/hear-me-now.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/6805567506012851604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/6805567506012851604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/07/hear-me-now.html' title='Hear me .. NOW !'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tbb09ASQdpo/TiFSwcexWQI/AAAAAAAAAGo/iEnuHhSC2EY/s72-c/180386_152403851479363_111371325582616_283844_927570_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-8060717334669234559</id><published>2011-07-15T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T02:34:50.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cine zice ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3137/2589810197_a54886b19a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3137/2589810197_a54886b19a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #93c47d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nu sunt nici eu nu stiu ce frumusete , dar cine a zis ca tu nu esti ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #93c47d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eu sunt frumoasa in felul meu , tu in al tau. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #93c47d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Daca te vezi ca fiind perfect sau te vad altii asa , nici ca mai conteaza altceva?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #93c47d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cine a zis ca nu esti perfect/a?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #93c47d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cine a zis ca nu esti frumos/frumoasa?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #93c47d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cine a&amp;nbsp; zis ca nu meriti ceva?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #93c47d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cine a zis ca tu esti singurul/singura care raneste?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #93c47d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Unii oameni sunt nascuti ca sa ii raneasca pe ceilalti , si sunt si mai nemilosi cu ei insisi.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #93c47d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; Fiecare e frumos , in felul sau , asa cum si eu si tu , si oricine altcineva e .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #93c47d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Avem cu totii dreptul la o viata frumoasa .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #93c47d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nu o sa inteleg niciodata de unde pana unde tre' sa iti zica cineva ca esti asa cum te vad ei , cand tu stii cum esti.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #93c47d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Greselile te fac cine esti , si nu tre' sa regreti nimic.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #93c47d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Poate ca esti prea slab/a sau gras/a , naiv/a , milos/miloasa , scund/a,inalt/a ,&amp;nbsp; sau orice altceva.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #93c47d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cine a zis ca nu poti fi cel mai bun sau cel mai buna ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #93c47d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oamenii care te judeca pentru ce esti de fapt , nici nu merita sa fie priviti.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #93c47d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oamenii sunt fiinte geloase , sau anxioase , nevrotice , depresive , dar toti suntem frumosi.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #93c47d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oamenii sunt forme , culori , sunete.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #93c47d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oameni sunt perfecti cand sunt vazuti in realitatea lor proprie , sau in a altora.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-8060717334669234559?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/8060717334669234559/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/07/cine-zice.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/8060717334669234559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/8060717334669234559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/07/cine-zice.html' title='Cine zice ?'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3137/2589810197_a54886b19a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-5914037135565163957</id><published>2011-07-14T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T00:26:28.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d4ys6QEeKjk/Th3lc5DxV0I/AAAAAAAAAGk/6UQDdY42738/s1600/217614_210801062282476_100000577506589_763294_7385127_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d4ys6QEeKjk/Th3lc5DxV0I/AAAAAAAAAGk/6UQDdY42738/s320/217614_210801062282476_100000577506589_763294_7385127_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Atata timp cat esti tanar si ai incredere in tine , chiar poti face tot ce iti doresti , fie ca ma crezi , fie ca nu.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dar , chestia interesanta care e ?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Toate greselile pe care le facem&amp;nbsp; , le-am facut , si o sa le facem , ne fac cine suntem de fapt.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Si ce daca facem greseli cu nemiluita?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mult mai bine sa invatam din greselile noatre decat ale altora , si din experienta proprie,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Asta e parerea mea .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Poti sa mi-o imparti , sau&amp;nbsp; nu , de schimbat tot nu o schimb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-5914037135565163957?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/5914037135565163957/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/07/atata-timp-cat-esti-tanar-si-ai.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/5914037135565163957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/5914037135565163957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/07/atata-timp-cat-esti-tanar-si-ai.html' title=''/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d4ys6QEeKjk/Th3lc5DxV0I/AAAAAAAAAGk/6UQDdY42738/s72-c/217614_210801062282476_100000577506589_763294_7385127_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-1056774801078782991</id><published>2011-06-23T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T10:53:30.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Tre' sa pot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu vreau altceva decat zic ceilalti ca merit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ai mei nici macar n-au idee ce pot eu&amp;nbsp; sa fac.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;In ziua in care nu o sa mai am nimic de ascuns , o sa ma simt bine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pot sa fiu stapana peste ce spun si cum.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;N-am un caracter de fier , dar ma descurc.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;In ziua in care o sa fiu pusa in fata faptului de a alege ce vreau sa fiu , atunci o sa observ ca zarurile au fost de mult timp aruncate , si eu mi-am pierdut orice sansa sa fac ce vreau.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scanteia dintre mine si tine , e usor de aprins , si mai usor de intretinut , si greu de epuizat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cu tine langa mine ma simt ca acasa. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;N-am nevoie de nimic altceva daca te am pe tine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;﻿&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-1056774801078782991?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/1056774801078782991/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/06/visul-meu-nu-are-limite.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/1056774801078782991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/1056774801078782991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/06/visul-meu-nu-are-limite.html' title=''/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OpD5aYrvKzc/TgN1JKMRLJI/AAAAAAAAAGY/rsAoNK_5ozA/s72-c/207246_207844965911419_100000577506589_741823_2401401_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-8960315278277076414</id><published>2011-06-16T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T23:59:15.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0GvZrz1mgs/Tfr1POzlGYI/AAAAAAAAAGU/NmRDRO-U6mY/s1600/215547_210801705615745_100000577506589_763331_1342782_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0GvZrz1mgs/Tfr1POzlGYI/AAAAAAAAAGU/NmRDRO-U6mY/s320/215547_210801705615745_100000577506589_763331_1342782_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Intr-o buna zi poate o sa intelegeti toti de ce va zic ca nu exista motiv ca sa va faceti griji. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Intr-o buna zi poate o sa intelegeti toti de ce iert eu atat de usor si nu o sa va mai luati de mine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Intr-o buna zi o sa intelegeti ca am crescut si eu , ca nu mai am 5 ani si ca da , chiar am niste probleme psihice destul de urate.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cand o sa spun ca nu am nimic , atunci exista cateva variante de ce zic asta:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. chiar nu am nimic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2.am ceva dar nu vreau sa mai pun problemele mele in mintea ta.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;3.mi-e prea lene ca sa incerc sa iti explic ce am.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;4.o sa mint ca nu am nimic pentru ca nu vreau sa iti spun.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;﻿&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E complicat sa stii care din ele , dar mai bine sa ai idee macar de ce nu-ti zic ce am.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moment de dezamagire totala , indreptata spre mai multe persoane.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vina nu e buna de nimic , doar te face mai incompetent.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ne pricepem atat de bine la cuvinte si actiuni cand nu e viata noastra.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Viata asta merita traita ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Promit sa mint , ca parte dintr-o promisiune goala.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Imi pare rau ca am dezamagit atatia oameni.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nu pricep ce e asa gresit , dar sa dea dracu sa va mai prind ca va mai luati de mine...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Voci &amp;nbsp;nebune din capul meu... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-8960315278277076414?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/8960315278277076414/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/06/intr-o-buna-zi-poate-o-sa-intelegeti.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-5708094750032769152</id><published>2011-06-06T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T07:00:59.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://stirringlines.files.wordpress.com/2011/04/be-yourself3.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://stirringlines.files.wordpress.com/2011/04/be-yourself3.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Poza zice totul .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nimic mai mult nici ca tre' sa conteze pentru oricine altceva.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Daca nu poti fi tu insati , mai bine deloc.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Parere proprie si personala.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;O sa mai dezbat subiectul acasa , ca e ciudat sa scrii la scoala pe blog :)))&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-5708094750032769152?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/5708094750032769152/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/06/poza-zice-totul.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/5708094750032769152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/5708094750032769152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/06/poza-zice-totul.html' title=''/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-1180578929196870511</id><published>2011-06-01T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T23:08:15.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cdfPgPvlo1c/TeclV4XauPI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Qx2b6UHGPFY/s1600/Broken+dreams.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cdfPgPvlo1c/TeclV4XauPI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Qx2b6UHGPFY/s400/Broken+dreams.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tu nu crezi in nimic decat daca are o anumita forma , nu-i asa ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ce are forma exista , ce exista nu-i neaparat sa aiba forma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Crede-ma . Asculta-ma.Priveste-ma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Simt ca daca sunt langa tine , pot merge oriunde.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Probabil ca vocea mea nu prea mai atinge pe nimeni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stelele par mici pentru mine. &lt;br /&gt;Eu sunt mica pentru stele.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am ajuns atat de rau incat dau vina pe altii pentru crimele pe care eu le-am facut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-1180578929196870511?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/1180578929196870511/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/06/take-me.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/1180578929196870511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/1180578929196870511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/06/take-me.html' title='Take me...'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cdfPgPvlo1c/TeclV4XauPI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Qx2b6UHGPFY/s72-c/Broken+dreams.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-8584192059552659814</id><published>2011-05-26T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T10:42:12.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leapsa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hCjImLIzbi8/Td6NqC-QmFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/1zy2xL9sVy4/s1600/205539_204606082903974_100000637523341_611683_1155439_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hCjImLIzbi8/Td6NqC-QmFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/1zy2xL9sVy4/s320/205539_204606082903974_100000637523341_611683_1155439_n.jpg" t8="true" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reguli:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Deschide Winampul si pune-l pe shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Pentru orice intrebare, da pe tasta “inainte”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Scrie numele melodiei care apare, nu conteaza cat de stupida o fi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Scrie numele a 15 prieteni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Toti cei 15 prieteni trebuie sa faca acest “test”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Fa testul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;gt;Daca cineva te intreaba ce faci, ce-i raspunzi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vita de vie- praf de stele&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;Cum te-ai descrie pe tine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miyavi-onpu no tegami&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;Ce iti place la un băiat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brokencyde- Whatcha want (buna asta :))))) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;Cum te simti astazi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;176BIZ-Akame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&amp;gt;Care este scopul vietii tale?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funeral for a friend- History&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;Care este motto-ul tau?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E.M.I.L-1000 de dorinte &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;La ce te gandesti des?&lt;br /&gt;Vita de vie-basul si cu toba mare =)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;Ce parere ai despre cel mai bun prieten al tau(respectiv cea mai buna)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dj Sava feat Andreea D-Money maker (Carla stieee :)) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;Care este istoria vietii tale?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vescan-Voi fi acolo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;gt;Ce te vei face cand vei fi mai mare?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Linking Park- Leave out all the rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&amp;gt;La ce te gandesti cand vezi persoana de care iti place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vescan-Fericitul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;Ce vei dansa la nunta ta?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brokencyde-I'm sorry I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;Ce vor canta la inmormantarea ta?&lt;br /&gt;Dir en Grey- Mushi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;Care este hobby-ul tau preferat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El negro- Be what you wanna be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&amp;gt;Care este teama ta cea mai mare…?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making april- these are the nights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;Care este secretul tau cel mai ascuns?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skizzo Skillz- Cum o cheama?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;Ce faci acum?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brokencyde-Sunshine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;Ce parere ai despre prietenii tai?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Metro Station-Seventeen forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;Ce nume vei pune la aceasta postare?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa Roach-Scars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se duce la : &lt;a href="http://cecile-thats-me.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cecilia&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://steam-designs.blogspot.com/"&gt;jerry&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://piluladegheata.blogspot.com/"&gt;dudu&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://borcancugem.blogspot.com/"&gt;sa-ti arat bucurestiul noaptea&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://cecile-thats-me.blogspot.com/"&gt;haos organizat&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://inhibitii.blogspot.com/"&gt; mihai&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://sunt-si-eu-un-suflet.blogspot.com/"&gt; nu &lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://nu-sunt-printesa.blogspot.com/"&gt;nu sunt printesa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;^^ Cu placere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--entryBottom--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-8584192059552659814?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/8584192059552659814/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/05/leapsa.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/8584192059552659814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/8584192059552659814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/05/leapsa.html' title='Leapsa'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hCjImLIzbi8/Td6NqC-QmFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/1zy2xL9sVy4/s72-c/205539_204606082903974_100000637523341_611683_1155439_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-2712125703154441099</id><published>2011-05-15T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T10:25:50.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>After prom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z1fOazZFwYg/TdALUUa8enI/AAAAAAAAAGI/szfi6BBbcDU/s1600/tumblr_lklk80Y3o31qjft79o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z1fOazZFwYg/TdALUUa8enI/AAAAAAAAAGI/szfi6BBbcDU/s400/tumblr_lklk80Y3o31qjft79o1_500.jpg" width="342" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eram eu si Carla , initial , dupa a aparut si Medina.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stateam frumos pe trotuar ca doua tarfe folosite si abandonate , nu aveam bani sa ajungem acasa in asa fel incat sa nu fie pe jos , ca de , ne dureau picioarele si eram pe tocuri , si l-am chemat pe tata sa ne duca unde ajungeam intr-o jumatate de ora pe jos . Adica acasa. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eram triste...ascultam Pretty Reckless-Make me wanna die si Brokencyde-Sunshine﻿.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A trecut de cateva ori politia .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nu ne-au vazut.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Radeam ca proastele amandoua.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mai lipsea sa ploua si chiar era ca in inceputul de postare :))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-2712125703154441099?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/2712125703154441099/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/05/after-prom.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/2712125703154441099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/2712125703154441099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/05/after-prom.html' title='After prom'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z1fOazZFwYg/TdALUUa8enI/AAAAAAAAAGI/szfi6BBbcDU/s72-c/tumblr_lklk80Y3o31qjft79o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-4646898881234313349</id><published>2011-05-11T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T10:59:08.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Punct.Nu o iau de la capat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Soj_Ne4sHQ0/TcrIiMXpsBI/AAAAAAAAAGE/rk81eFEiuUE/s1600/167677_160116207373046_100001240024360_362354_3197598_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Soj_Ne4sHQ0/TcrIiMXpsBI/AAAAAAAAAGE/rk81eFEiuUE/s400/167677_160116207373046_100001240024360_362354_3197598_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Puteti toti sa va duceti unde vreti voi !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Stiti ce sa faceti cu viata voastra , mai lasati-ma ! In ochii vostrii se citeste fericirea , in ai mei in niciun caz asta. Cei care ma cunosc cu adevarat stiu de cate ori rad sau zambesc ,cand as vrea sa plang tot ce mai am in mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Pozele imi aduc aminte de trecutul care imi placea atat de mult. Amintiri cu persoanele care chiar au contat si inca mai conteaza cel mai mult pentru mine , pe lumea asta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Sunt un nimic.... vorba ta , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://inhibitii.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Mihai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt; ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Sunt un nimic pentru ca nu am ce sa fac cu viata mea , nu influenteaza pe nimeni cu nimic daca sunt aici sau in Tokio , nu ii ajuta cu nimic , dar in schimb ii strica cu mult simplul fapt ca ma cunosc .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Mi-e mult mai bine moarta , si mie si celorlalti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-4646898881234313349?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/4646898881234313349/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/05/punctnu-o-iau-de-la-capat.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/4646898881234313349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/4646898881234313349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/05/punctnu-o-iau-de-la-capat.html' title='Punct.Nu o iau de la capat.'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Soj_Ne4sHQ0/TcrIiMXpsBI/AAAAAAAAAGE/rk81eFEiuUE/s72-c/167677_160116207373046_100001240024360_362354_3197598_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-5830657229657300191</id><published>2011-05-10T12:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T12:11:44.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>vreau raspunsuri ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;明日この世界が終わるとしたら　僕は何を望むだろう。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;あした この せかい が おわる と したら ぼく は なに を のぞむ だろう?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;traducere:daca ai muri maine , care ar fi ultima dorinta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-5830657229657300191?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/5830657229657300191/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/05/vreau-raspunsuri.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/5830657229657300191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/5830657229657300191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/05/vreau-raspunsuri.html' title='vreau raspunsuri ^^'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-2263984823163901862</id><published>2011-05-09T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T01:06:01.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uCeR69e4uMU/Tcef91F4v5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/DmEtKGBsuR0/s1600/hugga+123.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uCeR69e4uMU/Tcef91F4v5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/DmEtKGBsuR0/s320/hugga+123.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Nu o sa ascult niciodata ce ziceti voi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Nu o sa imi pese niciodata de ce credeti voi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Nu o sa imi mai pese de nimeni altcineva decat ei 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Ii iubesc . Chiar ii iubesc ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Nu o sa imi pese daca voi aveti fericirile sau nefericirile si grijile voastre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Nu o sa ma intereseze ce credeti , sau ce pareri si principii aveti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Cei mai buni dintre noi isi gasesc "fericirea" in dezastru si mizerie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;PS: pun fericire in ghilimele pentru ca nu cred ca ea exista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Ne mai citim..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-2263984823163901862?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/2263984823163901862/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/05/nu.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/2263984823163901862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/2263984823163901862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/05/nu.html' title='Nu'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uCeR69e4uMU/Tcef91F4v5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/DmEtKGBsuR0/s72-c/hugga+123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-7952866362898544336</id><published>2011-05-08T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T10:51:41.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MZ6ppxFuEnc/TcbSmoZvLBI/AAAAAAAAAF4/TocdBGrrTiw/s1600/154133_157990087579668_100001060339544_306899_6075083_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MZ6ppxFuEnc/TcbSmoZvLBI/AAAAAAAAAF4/TocdBGrrTiw/s320/154133_157990087579668_100001060339544_306899_6075083_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cand iti spun sa pleci , o fac ca sa vad ca ramai cu mine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cand spun ca plec , o fac ca sa ma faci sa stau cu tine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunt dependenta de tine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fara tine nu pot , nu vreau , nu vad rostul.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Esti viata mea , mereu te voi iubi . &amp;lt;3﻿&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Esti in gandul meu si cand nu vreau .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deci mereu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Esti..perfect!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Singurul care m-a acceptat asa cum sunt , nu m-a judecat , si m-a schimbat in bine decat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chiar o sa imi fac buzele tale , nu ma intereseaza cum si ca o sa semene cu ale altcuiva , o sa fie ale tale.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;La 18 ani tu faci ceva la tatuaj,chiar si o linie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunt un dezastru fara tine , crede-ma.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oamenii ranesc , si sunt raniti .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Iti mai aduci aminte prima oara cand ai fost ranit , nu?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu da.Si crede-ma pe cuvant (de cercetas , de ce vrei) nu e placut deloc.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"O persoana care nici nu poate sa pastreze legaturile pe care le-a legat , e lipsit de putere si unul care traieste mononton."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;N-am nevoie de tine sa intelegi , am nevoie sa fi aici cu mine , pentru ca nu ma pricep la a pune pret pe cuvinte.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sa rupi o legatura e extrem de usor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E extrem de greu sa o faci la loc dupa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nu stiu de ce , dar am venit din prima la tine , cum te-am vazut de prima data.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nici azi nu stiu de ce . Dar ma bucur ca am venit la tine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E interesant ca la inceput erai cel care ma binedispuneam , desi nu stiam cum te cheama.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ai tot ce vreau , si imi pare rau ca pe primul semestru ai dormit. *suspicious face*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dar te iubesc.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-7952866362898544336?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/7952866362898544336/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/05/cand-iti-spun-sa-pleci-o-fac-ca-sa-vad.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/7952866362898544336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/7952866362898544336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/05/cand-iti-spun-sa-pleci-o-fac-ca-sa-vad.html' title=''/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MZ6ppxFuEnc/TcbSmoZvLBI/AAAAAAAAAF4/TocdBGrrTiw/s72-c/154133_157990087579668_100001060339544_306899_6075083_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-2334348188142464982</id><published>2011-05-07T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T09:43:14.294-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentiment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3'/><title type='text'>Asa sunt eu ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ErpP0FMyfhY/TcV0oa62gyI/AAAAAAAAAFw/u-TzQhYWkpk/s1600/165725_172029012838598_100000945028104_335646_2217242_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="244" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ErpP0FMyfhY/TcV0oa62gyI/AAAAAAAAAFw/u-TzQhYWkpk/s320/165725_172029012838598_100000945028104_335646_2217242_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sentimentala , asa cum scrie si la profil. Deci , imbecila.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pun multe sentimente , mult prea repede. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ma atasez repede de oameni , apoi regret mult timp asta.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pesimista majoritatea timpului (99.9% adica) .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Optimista rareori.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vad mereu partea goala a paharului. (cu apa , alcool , suc , cu ce vrei tu)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Plang usor si chiar daca nu am de ce .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am incredere in multa lume , desi nu am de ce.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am invatat sa gandesc inainte sa actionez.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am doua persoane pe care le iubesc (panda si carla aka aluna ucigasa)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am parerile mele , si nu mi-e rusine sau frica sa le zic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am pierdut toate persoanele pe care le iubeam pana acum.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mai am 3 persoane de genul.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Il iubesc din ce in ce mai mult , de 11 luni.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am si eu scopurile mele in viata , si visele mele , si dorintele mele , si sper sa le ating , desi stiu ca nu am cum.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am problemele mele , si bucuriile mele.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Suntem la fel.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dar suntem diferiti.﻿&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-2334348188142464982?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/2334348188142464982/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/05/asa-sunt-eu.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/2334348188142464982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/2334348188142464982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/05/asa-sunt-eu.html' title='Asa sunt eu ..'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ErpP0FMyfhY/TcV0oa62gyI/AAAAAAAAAFw/u-TzQhYWkpk/s72-c/165725_172029012838598_100000945028104_335646_2217242_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-5190942370078418147</id><published>2011-04-30T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T11:15:06.359-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I hate everything about you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forever not yours'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='three days grace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2'/><title type='text'>I hate everything about you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--zX3vaqSsMQ/TbxPFLllpUI/AAAAAAAAAFo/wTfPAS7JYK0/s1600/butterflies_by_enasni.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--zX3vaqSsMQ/TbxPFLllpUI/AAAAAAAAAFo/wTfPAS7JYK0/s320/butterflies_by_enasni.jpg" width="207" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Te urasc cel mai mult acuma , cand aveam nevoie de tine , nu de un motiv de cearta.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Te urasc acum , ca esti sceptic la ce zici .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Si te superi pe mine , din cauza unor chestii ce nici nu tin de mine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Te urasc acum. Aveam nevoie de tine , ca sprijin moral macar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nu neaparat sa crezi in ce iti zic . &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sa imi zici ceva sa ma calmez. Stii ca am nevoie de asta mereu , nu ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Te urasc cand intelegi ce vrei tu .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu m-am carat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vorbim in curand.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-5190942370078418147?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/5190942370078418147/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-hate-everything-about-you.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/5190942370078418147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/5190942370078418147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-hate-everything-about-you.html' title='I hate everything about you'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--zX3vaqSsMQ/TbxPFLllpUI/AAAAAAAAAFo/wTfPAS7JYK0/s72-c/butterflies_by_enasni.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-6342401616264617810</id><published>2011-04-25T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T01:01:34.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SEMNAL DE ALARMA ~!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4ziXDUZ6WrI/TbUnwN-ndaI/AAAAAAAAAFY/4gI1MWi9o3U/s1600/Raw_Emotion_by_larafairie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4ziXDUZ6WrI/TbUnwN-ndaI/AAAAAAAAAFY/4gI1MWi9o3U/s320/Raw_Emotion_by_larafairie.jpg" width="314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8rn9uIiHXFg/TbUolVU_yiI/AAAAAAAAAFc/JaDj7NELbf4/s1600/Violenta_in_familie_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="234" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8rn9uIiHXFg/TbUolVU_yiI/AAAAAAAAAFc/JaDj7NELbf4/s320/Violenta_in_familie_1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q0IXf0u4gy0/TbUonaG7WNI/AAAAAAAAAFg/MoSawTR9K6g/s1600/4082d3aeffd839d2c8cda26a4c21bfb4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q0IXf0u4gy0/TbUonaG7WNI/AAAAAAAAAFg/MoSawTR9K6g/s320/4082d3aeffd839d2c8cda26a4c21bfb4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WlNzIoxOYLw/TbUooprUtgI/AAAAAAAAAFk/aEOI9pjfBB4/s1600/240_7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" i8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WlNzIoxOYLw/TbUooprUtgI/AAAAAAAAAFk/aEOI9pjfBB4/s1600/240_7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ia-o ca pe un semnal de alarma , ia-o cum vrei.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tin sa zic doar sa stii sa apreciezi barbatul care nu da in femei. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mai ales cand e vorba de sotia lui . &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;25 de ani de stat impreuna . &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Asa se termina tot ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Banuiesc ca mai sunt si tipi care citesc. Sper. De ce sa dai intr-o femeie ? Doar ca sa demonstrezi ca ii esti superior? Majoritatea femeilor sunt inferioare barbatilor din punctul asta de vedere. Vrei sa demonstrezi ca ..... CE?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Apreciati barbatii care nu dau in femei. Ajung sa fie o raritate. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ma uit la mama mea. Il iubeste , dar i-a ajuns. O inteleg si nu o condamn deloc , ba chiar sunt de acord cu ea. Nu il inteleg nici pe el , dar stiu ca nici nu vreau. Nu inteleg de unde a pornit totul , dar stiu ca singura cale ca sa pot sa ma linistesc eu , cat de cat , nu e sa tip , sa injur , sa fac , sa dreg , e sa o iau pe mama in brate. Asa cum e ea , tot o iubesc , doar ea mi-a fost aproape , nu mereu ,in majoritatea cazurilor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G7Z1KmDuFmM"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perfect weapon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;merita ascultata. Se potriveste.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Revenind la idee.. Apreciaza si respecta barbatul care nu da in femeie. O merita.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-6342401616264617810?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/6342401616264617810/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/04/semnal-de-alarma.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/6342401616264617810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/6342401616264617810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/04/semnal-de-alarma.html' title='SEMNAL DE ALARMA ~!~'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4ziXDUZ6WrI/TbUnwN-ndaI/AAAAAAAAAFY/4gI1MWi9o3U/s72-c/Raw_Emotion_by_larafairie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-8268672211291666338</id><published>2011-04-24T02:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T02:52:38.875-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all i&apos;m thinking of'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doubt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all night dynamite'/><title type='text'>Ziua 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CzidDwjEv_Q/TbPwNBN8HUI/AAAAAAAAAFU/bSkCvCtcJ9A/s1600/tumblr_ljpovlyVOJ1qhsf5io1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CzidDwjEv_Q/TbPwNBN8HUI/AAAAAAAAAFU/bSkCvCtcJ9A/s400/tumblr_ljpovlyVOJ1qhsf5io1_400.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;N-am fumat nimic inca.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am stat si m-am jucat Grand Fantasia toata dimineata , pana sa scriu asta.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am ascultat numai 3 doors down-here without you .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am plans.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am consolat-o pe mama .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A plans.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;N-am mai vorbit cu Ana.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;N-am dat mesaje de Paste decat pentru 2 persoane.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am primit mai multe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;N-am raspuns la ele.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Azi noapte am dormit o ora. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;L-am visat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;A fost mai mult cosmar decat vis.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunt dezamagita . Si nu doar de mine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;N-am o stare prea buna.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;La ora asta si la starea mea , ﻿ma indoiesc de toata lumea.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ascult All Night Dynamite- All I'm thinking off.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PA!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-8268672211291666338?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/8268672211291666338/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/04/ziua-3.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/8268672211291666338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/8268672211291666338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/04/ziua-3.html' title='Ziua 3'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CzidDwjEv_Q/TbPwNBN8HUI/AAAAAAAAAFU/bSkCvCtcJ9A/s72-c/tumblr_ljpovlyVOJ1qhsf5io1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-7628605552324689230</id><published>2011-04-24T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T02:38:32.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi-e dor de tine</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/NqjfvD-qbmw?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-7628605552324689230?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/7628605552324689230/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/04/mi-e-dor-de-tine.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/7628605552324689230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/7628605552324689230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/04/mi-e-dor-de-tine.html' title='Mi-e dor de tine'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/NqjfvD-qbmw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-7880224491638384219</id><published>2011-04-23T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T01:44:54.269-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ziua'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tattoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='17'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tatuaj'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day 2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2'/><title type='text'>Ziua 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L-zrn95kzyM/TbKOMzeTpcI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Es1cw_qUc0U/s1600/tumblr_ldqs4tUS4C1qzr04eo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="295" i8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L-zrn95kzyM/TbKOMzeTpcI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Es1cw_qUc0U/s400/tumblr_ldqs4tUS4C1qzr04eo1_400.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;AS :&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Ziua 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;e scrisa aici.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Fumez mult. Mai ales cand sunt singura si nu trebuie sa bag un motiv stupid ca sa ies din casa .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Am gustat din lichiorul pe care l-am luat cu El pentru mama , ieri. E bun , si se simte gustul de cocos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Iar am fumat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Ieri ti-am lasat tie pachetul de Lucky Strike , macar asa m-am simtit si eu bine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Mamei mele si tatalui meu , nu le place ce le-am luat de Paste. Asta e , sa le fie in ciorba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;N-am mai avut bani ca sa imi iau si mie ceva. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;De Paste n-o sa primesc nimic. Niciodata nu am primit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Ma gandesc la El .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Mi-e dor de El. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Imi pare rau ca n-am putut sa merg si eu cu El.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;O sa fie un post in care o sa apara des " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://steam-designs.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;El &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Pun pariu ca daca as vedea prin ochii Lui , as plange si eu de fericire , asa cum si El face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Uneori.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Cam des.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Am o depresie urata , dar macar acum am aflat si eu motivul . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Pitic mi-a zis ca inca mai crede ca sunt mult mai matura decat varsta de 17 ani (neimpliniti) pe care o am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Ana mi-a zis ca ma iubeste , dar ca nu o sa faca operatia aia care i-ar salva viata. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Si i-am zis ca si eu o iubesc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Si i-am zis si lui Pitic ca il iubesc si i-am zis si ca nu inteleg de ce si-a tatuat initiala mea . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;A incercat sa imi explice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;I-am zis ca tot n-am inteles , cand stiam amandoi bine ca am inteles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Am plans cand mi-a explicat de ce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;I-am cerut poza cu tatuajul .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Nu mi-a dat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Toata dimineata I-am zis cat de mult il iubesc . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Tot am o depresie urata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Il vreau inapoi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-7880224491638384219?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/7880224491638384219/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/04/ziua-2.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link 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Lasă-mă să atârn pe undeva unde să uiţi de mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tot la mine o să te întorci , fac pariu cu tine pe asta , oricând. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;De fapt , nu mai facem pariul ăsta , că şi tu ştii că aşa e.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Poţi să scapi de frică , pentru amândoi ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Fă-o şi pentru mine , te rog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ştii bine că eu nu pot s-o fac , oricât de mult aş încerca.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dar ştii şi că eu nu fug. Nici nu mă ascund.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Poate că mai am eu momentele mele în care mint , dar ai văzut şi tu , că in majoritatea cazurilor zic adevărul , indiferent pe cine şi cât doare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;N-am nicio idee cum să te fac să înţelegi cât de mult ţin eu la tine , mai ales cum să zic asta , dar crede-ma că zilnic încerc să îmi dau seama cum să fac asta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-3852686102540544152?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/3852686102540544152/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/04/dead.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/3852686102540544152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/3852686102540544152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/04/dead.html' title='Dead'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pNx9qDfQEZ8/Ta_MH79PuYI/AAAAAAAAAFM/dpo9wrOFarc/s72-c/167677_160116207373046_100001240024360_362354_3197598_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-520046398681714592</id><published>2011-04-20T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T00:49:52.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/De4pDEDHjy0?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asta e perioada in care revin la gusturile vechi in muzica si in care devin melancolica. :)&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy The Gazetter - Sily Disco Live at Decomposition Beauty&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-520046398681714592?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/520046398681714592/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/04/asta-e-perioada-in-care-revin-la.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/520046398681714592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/520046398681714592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/04/asta-e-perioada-in-care-revin-la.html' title=''/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/De4pDEDHjy0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-4485860614805197167</id><published>2011-04-16T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T10:39:48.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures for us</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bsXvRqRoWg0/TanTLqdP0II/AAAAAAAAAEs/SBKzBkrjhRs/s1600/17de5501cb783c840acfb753b3ae8fec-d39vwc2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bsXvRqRoWg0/TanTLqdP0II/AAAAAAAAAEs/SBKzBkrjhRs/s320/17de5501cb783c840acfb753b3ae8fec-d39vwc2.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;stim noi ce melodie ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XqPo1xz8Qs0/TanTMzccKfI/AAAAAAAAAEw/vGE10bNMe2E/s1600/163101_175320705842762_100000945028104_351181_8055344_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XqPo1xz8Qs0/TanTMzccKfI/AAAAAAAAAEw/vGE10bNMe2E/s320/163101_175320705842762_100000945028104_351181_8055344_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;reusesti oricum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9aD0uuekEKM/TanTQsHyHPI/AAAAAAAAAE0/pe5x5SW9JLI/s1600/168828_172029696171863_100000945028104_335685_387691_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9aD0uuekEKM/TanTQsHyHPI/AAAAAAAAAE0/pe5x5SW9JLI/s320/168828_172029696171863_100000945028104_335685_387691_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sY6yOcfBmwo/TanTTKKpEOI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ya4PG69xE_o/s1600/179419_160962887288378_100001240024360_367861_2094357_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sY6yOcfBmwo/TanTTKKpEOI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ya4PG69xE_o/s320/179419_160962887288378_100001240024360_367861_2094357_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;n-am de ce sa mint.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lMTUhc_-Www/TanTapPDDAI/AAAAAAAAAE8/x7sdb8XK4FQ/s1600/tumblr_le20ebiJLX1qzk5rno1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lMTUhc_-Www/TanTapPDDAI/AAAAAAAAAE8/x7sdb8XK4FQ/s320/tumblr_le20ebiJLX1qzk5rno1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;astea raman mereu eterne.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jzT9kYEF35Y/TanTjPZMTUI/AAAAAAAAAFA/EfmWos2435k/s1600/img-thing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jzT9kYEF35Y/TanTjPZMTUI/AAAAAAAAAFA/EfmWos2435k/s1600/img-thing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;adica doar tu.. si stii cum &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9dHH0pkE7Ew/TanTqqrVrPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/u3onObT51wg/s1600/216972_152886078109281_100001636703556_319778_279121_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9dHH0pkE7Ew/TanTqqrVrPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/u3onObT51wg/s320/216972_152886078109281_100001636703556_319778_279121_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;chiar imi place zambetul tau&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Tg6oCWscMY/TanTus-MbCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/TDrhoEKrajk/s1600/181919_163254113725922_100001240024360_381388_5378746_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="261" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Tg6oCWscMY/TanTus-MbCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/TDrhoEKrajk/s320/181919_163254113725922_100001240024360_381388_5378746_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;esti perfect oricum﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-4485860614805197167?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/4485860614805197167/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/04/pictures-for-us.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/4485860614805197167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/4485860614805197167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/04/pictures-for-us.html' title='Pictures for us'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bsXvRqRoWg0/TanTLqdP0II/AAAAAAAAAEs/SBKzBkrjhRs/s72-c/17de5501cb783c840acfb753b3ae8fec-d39vwc2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-2509009819649127644</id><published>2011-04-12T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T01:02:20.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qjzZn3O9tVI/TaQG6T31NMI/AAAAAAAAAEo/HyCjAN2VUGA/s1600/tumblr_lgjunluCZ81qzk5rno1_1280.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qjzZn3O9tVI/TaQG6T31NMI/AAAAAAAAAEo/HyCjAN2VUGA/s400/tumblr_lgjunluCZ81qzk5rno1_1280.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am pus iubire in pahar pentru ultima data....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-2509009819649127644?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/2509009819649127644/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/04/am-pus-iubire-in-pahar-pentru-ultima.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/2509009819649127644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/2509009819649127644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/04/am-pus-iubire-in-pahar-pentru-ultima.html' title=''/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qjzZn3O9tVI/TaQG6T31NMI/AAAAAAAAAEo/HyCjAN2VUGA/s72-c/tumblr_lgjunluCZ81qzk5rno1_1280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-2823701425678581885</id><published>2011-04-07T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T23:33:14.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/CxLc-AqDgbA?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; Legat de postul anterior. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-2823701425678581885?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/2823701425678581885/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/04/legat-de-postul-anterior.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/2823701425678581885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/2823701425678581885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/04/legat-de-postul-anterior.html' title=''/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/CxLc-AqDgbA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-6658786805420565073</id><published>2011-04-07T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T23:32:13.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gaura in intelesuri</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-um9v0fyK034/TZ6pdpocyzI/AAAAAAAAAEk/S_E-lNURVEo/s1600/tumblr_lgb89ok3Xb1qzk5rno1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-um9v0fyK034/TZ6pdpocyzI/AAAAAAAAAEk/S_E-lNURVEo/s400/tumblr_lgb89ok3Xb1qzk5rno1_400.jpg" width="393" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cred in putine. Cred in tine , in prietenii adevarate , in Carla , in iubire , in fericire termporala. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Da chiar ...fericirea de ce nu poate sa tina mai mult de cateva ore?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"O sa ma schimb. Devin alta persoana. Imi intorc spatele a cata ora? " De cate ori nu mi-am zis asta?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De cate ori ti-ai zis asta?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De ce sunt ignorata ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu poate chiar cred in povestile pe care altii mi le-au zis ,sau le-au scris?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mi-e frica sa ma uit...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spune-mi acum cum ramane cu magia aia de care toti au uitat!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spune-mi si tu mie , ca acum e randul tau...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De ce au devenit multe alte lucruri mult mai importante decat prietenii si dragostea si pur si simplu , fericirea? Mai incerca sa fi ce esti tu de fapt sau deja nu mai are sens?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Cate ai facut ca sa nu fi ca toti ceilalti?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sincer...ce rost mai are ? Incerc degeaba....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Post fara sens.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-6658786805420565073?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/6658786805420565073/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/04/gaura-in-intelesuri.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/6658786805420565073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/6658786805420565073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/04/gaura-in-intelesuri.html' title='Gaura in intelesuri'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-um9v0fyK034/TZ6pdpocyzI/AAAAAAAAAEk/S_E-lNURVEo/s72-c/tumblr_lgb89ok3Xb1qzk5rno1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-1976959291209762046</id><published>2011-04-05T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T22:00:43.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rom , fum , si menta.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8QSBZserqIU/TZvzKATe6NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/V91culFKOBA/s1600/tumblr_lcrm9bV3xI1qzk5rno1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8QSBZserqIU/TZvzKATe6NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/V91culFKOBA/s320/tumblr_lcrm9bV3xI1qzk5rno1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Adu-ti aminte de mine , si de ce promisiuni mi-ai facut , atunci cand toti o sa iti intoarca spatele. Imi tin promisiunile , te-ai convins pana acum. Parca la tine a fost mereu o cafenea , cel putin in camera.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O sa-mi lipsesti cand se va termina...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-1976959291209762046?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/1976959291209762046/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/04/rom-fum-si-menta.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/1976959291209762046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/1976959291209762046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/04/rom-fum-si-menta.html' title='Rom , fum , si menta.'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8QSBZserqIU/TZvzKATe6NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/V91culFKOBA/s72-c/tumblr_lcrm9bV3xI1qzk5rno1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-6640733046415717774</id><published>2011-04-02T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T10:44:09.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/dOjWH1oSeNg/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dOjWH1oSeNg&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dOjWH1oSeNg&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Intrebarea mea e relativ simpla :&amp;nbsp;Singur si totusi sa nu fi singuratic ?&amp;nbsp;Stiu , sens nu are . Citeste . O sa capete si sens.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E relativ simplu sa zici ca nu esti singur , chiar si atunci cand ai in jur numai oameni falsi , cand toti sunt cu tine pentru anumite chestii , sau cand nu au ce cauta pe langa tine . E ciudat... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Prieteni falsi , numiti cunostinte , sa te simti singur desi esti intre 1000 de alte persoane , dar&amp;nbsp; nu te asculta niciuna.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oameni falsi ... Nu-i mai vreau in jurul meu. Daca tu inca mai ii ai pe langa tine , fa in asa fel incat sa ii dai la o parte , ca tot tu iesi in pierdere daca ii lasi langa tine. Nu incerca sa ma intelegi , sau sa pricepi de ce zic ce zic , dar crede-ma ca stiu ce tot zic pe aici , si cunosc situatia prea bine , mai bine decat voiam pana si eu sa o cunosc.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cati ar veni dupa tine in intuneric , atunci cand ti-e frica si stai mereu in garda? Cati ti-ar lua apararea chiar si atunci cand nu meriti ? Cati ti-ar da dreptate chiar si atunci cand stiu si ei si tu stii ca nu ai dreptate? Cati ti-ar sta aproape si te-ar asculta cand nici macar nu ai nevoie ? Cati si-au mai adus aminte de multumiri dupa ce i-ai ajutat ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Calcul simplu...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-6640733046415717774?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/6640733046415717774/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/04/intrebarea-mea-e-relativ-simpla-si.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/6640733046415717774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/6640733046415717774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/04/intrebarea-mea-e-relativ-simpla-si.html' title=''/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-6356363741153757145</id><published>2011-03-25T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T04:59:36.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>punct si de la capat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/30/139866697_5041680543_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="203" r6="true" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/30/139866697_5041680543_o.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pauza de idei.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pauza de spirit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pauza de tigari.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pauza de mine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pauza de tot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pauza de sentimente&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-6356363741153757145?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/6356363741153757145/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/03/punct-si-de-la-capat.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/6356363741153757145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/6356363741153757145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/03/punct-si-de-la-capat.html' title='punct si de la capat'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-5935900194529738171</id><published>2011-03-24T11:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T11:43:57.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ZVWYkS1SzH8/TYuQceOi0jI/AAAAAAAAAEM/x9aAocttjgI/s1600/tumblr_lc474yXfFN1qc8n1wo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ZVWYkS1SzH8/TYuQceOi0jI/AAAAAAAAAEM/x9aAocttjgI/s400/tumblr_lc474yXfFN1qc8n1wo1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tu traiesti in prezent. Eu traiesc in melodii si versuri.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-5935900194529738171?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/5935900194529738171/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/03/tu-traiesti-in-prezent.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/5935900194529738171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/5935900194529738171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/03/tu-traiesti-in-prezent.html' title=''/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ZVWYkS1SzH8/TYuQceOi0jI/AAAAAAAAAEM/x9aAocttjgI/s72-c/tumblr_lc474yXfFN1qc8n1wo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-8185358618080735505</id><published>2011-03-22T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T00:52:42.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cel mai nasol sentiment al vietii mele (iar)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-IgitOg3dYCM/TYhRKL66K0I/AAAAAAAAAEI/jGcL0odX1hM/s1600/tumblr_le20ffrwhL1qzk5rno1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-IgitOg3dYCM/TYhRKL66K0I/AAAAAAAAAEI/jGcL0odX1hM/s320/tumblr_le20ffrwhL1qzk5rno1_500.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L-ai simtit ? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sentimentul ala ca nu ii apartii nima﻿nui , ca orice ai face e acelasi lucru , ca nimic din tot ce ai zis/zici nu mai conteaza , ca nici tu nu mai contezi , atata timp cat altcineva e fericit .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tre' sa se termine , ok , dar are de gand sa o mai faca? O data in viata mi-ar fi fost de ajuns , nu era nevoie de 3 ori , mai ales de 2 ori in aceeasi zi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aveam nevoie de altceva... Orice , numai asta nu !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pitic: "De ce sa plangi pentru ceva ce s-a consumat?! Mergi mai departe. Plangi mai bine pentru ca ai un drum in viata pe care nu-l intelegi si nici nu-l cunosti."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aici ai dreptate. (fii atent ca nu-ti dau dreptate prea des)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stiu ca oricum eu incerc mereu sa iau inapuoi ce nu mai am , sau ce mi s-a luat , indiferent de natura obiectului , dar totusi... As prefera sa nu incerc sa te iau inapoi. Ai zis ca locul tau e langa mine.Ca simti si crezi asta ,si atunci asa e.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De ce tre' sa ne certam/despartim?! Putem mult mai bine...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Totul s-a zis , s-a facut. Ai luat ce era mai bun in mine. Am facut tot ce am putut mai bine pentru ca stiam ca tre' sa te fac mandru de mine. Nu am vrut sa te ranesc in halul asta , sa te fac dependent de oameni , sau sa te fac sa nu-ti dai seama ce rost mai ai in viata ,sa te fac sa plangi si sa te ranesti singur.De la mine se asteapta oamenii la taieturi , de la tine nici nu ar trebui.. Chiar nu ai avea de ce sa faci asta si nici ca ai !!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stim amandoi ca nu s-a terminat si ca sa o luam de la zero ar fi cea mai mare prostie.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: daca lucrurile bune in viata sunt greu de gasit , ma bucur ca am dat de tine asa repede. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PPS: Tot te iubesc la fel de mult ca pana acuma .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-8185358618080735505?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/8185358618080735505/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/03/cel-mai-nasol-sentiment-al-vietii-mele.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/8185358618080735505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/8185358618080735505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/03/cel-mai-nasol-sentiment-al-vietii-mele.html' title='Cel mai nasol sentiment al vietii mele (iar)'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-IgitOg3dYCM/TYhRKL66K0I/AAAAAAAAAEI/jGcL0odX1hM/s72-c/tumblr_le20ffrwhL1qzk5rno1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-5125153962458108651</id><published>2011-03-18T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T11:42:04.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>E complicat...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Jz0DCoQbXSY/TYOlGC1bnRI/AAAAAAAAAEE/6mprHByL_LY/s1600/tumblr_lh80esRNmY1qzk5rno1_1280.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="467" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Jz0DCoQbXSY/TYOlGC1bnRI/AAAAAAAAAEE/6mprHByL_LY/s640/tumblr_lh80esRNmY1qzk5rno1_1280.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿Momente de neuitat , care nu o sa mai fie cu nimeni altcineva pe langa TINE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sa nu te gandesti nici macar un moment ca ma gandesc la despartire , sau sa te inlocuiesc. Nu fac din astea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ma intreb mereu ce mi-ai facut de m-am indragostit cu tine si faza cu "Pooot saaaa...Vreiii saaaaa...Te-aaajuut saaa...Vrei un pahar cu apa?" nu are nicio legatura. Te placeam de mult.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Timpul trece greu fara tine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Poate ca multi ar vrea sa auda asta de la mine , poate ca multe (sigur ca multe tipe) ar vrea sa auda "Te iubesc." de la tine. Eu tot te iubesc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Crezi ca atunci cand o sa se termine nu o sa mai ascult Riot on the rooftops?GRESIT!!! o sa o ascult non stop. Crezi ca daca o sa ne despartim nu&amp;nbsp; o sa te mai disper cu mesaje de buna dimineata sau noape buna? GRESIT !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tot o sa fi la fel de important pentru mine , tot o sa te iubesc , chiar daca tu nu o sa mai crezi asta , sau nu o sa iti mai pese , sau orice altceva.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-5125153962458108651?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/5125153962458108651/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/03/e-complicat.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/5125153962458108651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/5125153962458108651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/03/e-complicat.html' title='E complicat...'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Jz0DCoQbXSY/TYOlGC1bnRI/AAAAAAAAAEE/6mprHByL_LY/s72-c/tumblr_lh80esRNmY1qzk5rno1_1280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-8407429020079859595</id><published>2011-03-12T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T10:24:56.188-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wrote about you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-DrSITaxZ504/TXu2L237RGI/AAAAAAAAAEA/e9OvPN3nRkI/s1600/smilea+076.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-DrSITaxZ504/TXu2L237RGI/AAAAAAAAAEA/e9OvPN3nRkI/s400/smilea+076.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;N-am cum sa nu te iubesc.N-am cum sa nu zambesc cand te vad , indiferent cat de rea a fost ziua mea . N-am cum sa ma vad fara tine.N-am cum sa plec de langa tine . N-am cum sa iti dau motive sa pleci. N-am cum sa te fac sa pleci.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;Plang de cele mai multe ori cand ascult Riot on the rooftops , adica mereu , ca doar ma stii ca plang incredibil de usor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;Imagineaza-ti cum ar fi fost daca nu ne-am fi certat , daca nu am fi incercat sa fim ce nu suntem.... Mi-e dor de tine .Vreau sa fi aici .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;Ceva nu e ok . Nu esti tu aici.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;Inca mai am momente in care cred ca o sa te vad langa mine daca deschid ochii noaptea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;Trtistetea din cuvinte nu are legatura decat cu tine. Intrebarile pe care le pun si raspunsurile pe care mi le dai. Mi-e frica ca o sa pleci. Am dreptul !Ti-as sopti in ureche (daca as putea) : Iubitule , esti frumos in seara asta.Si ochii tai nu se compara deloc cu felul in care te iubesc pe tine. Cand te enervez , ai tot dreptul sa fi suparat pe mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;Esti obsesia mea , tot ce cred , in ce cred , ce-mi trebuie , de ce am nevoie. Uneori nici nu e nevoie sa vorbesti , pentru ca stiu ce vrei sa zici. Se vede in privirea ta ca ma iubesti.In privirea mea , nu stiu...sper ca ce trebuie , adica faptul ca si eu te iubesc la fel de mult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;Nu o sa iti cer niciodata mai mult decat sa ramai cu mine , orice ar fi.Fac ORICE ca sa intelegi cum ma simt cand sunt cu tine si ce insemni pentru mine si ce simt pentru tine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-8407429020079859595?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/8407429020079859595/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-wrote-about-you.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/8407429020079859595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/8407429020079859595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-wrote-about-you.html' title='I wrote about you'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-DrSITaxZ504/TXu2L237RGI/AAAAAAAAAEA/e9OvPN3nRkI/s72-c/smilea+076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-4894118055923996692</id><published>2011-03-10T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T23:24:04.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post egoist si narcisist ¤_¤</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5E49bYK6_vE/TXnMCugRTPI/AAAAAAAAAD8/k6rnzlRMJYs/s1600/aaaaaaaa+017-vert.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img border="0" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5E49bYK6_vE/TXnMCugRTPI/AAAAAAAAAD8/k6rnzlRMJYs/s1600/aaaaaaaa+017-vert.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunt frumoasă în felul meu. Egoism dus la maxim . E vorba despre mine în postul ăsta. Nu am numai calităţi , am mai multe defecte decât am crezut până şi eu că e posibil , dar puţinele calităţi pe care le am îmi fac viaţa demnă să fie trăită.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Greşesc în toate felurile , dar mai ales în alea corecte. Am să beau în cinstea mea ! O să beţi toţi în cinstea mea.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Şi da , vorba ta Pitic : "facem un playlist cu ce melodii te caracteritzează pe tine , Anne&amp;nbsp; şi începem cu Myavi-JPN pride&amp;nbsp;" . (ţi-am zis că scriu asta pe blog :)) )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Simte-te mândru Jerry , am picat de acord cu tine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-4894118055923996692?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/4894118055923996692/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/03/post-egois-si-narcisist.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/4894118055923996692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/4894118055923996692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/03/post-egois-si-narcisist.html' title='Post egoist si narcisist ¤_¤'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5E49bYK6_vE/TXnMCugRTPI/AAAAAAAAAD8/k6rnzlRMJYs/s72-c/aaaaaaaa+017-vert.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-8307144406632336110</id><published>2011-03-02T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T23:32:05.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7LGl6WH5V5g?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aici e vorba despre tine  , dar si despre mine . Lasa la o parte ca nu iti place , nici eu nu ma dau in vant dupa Teasta , dar versurile conteaza.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-8307144406632336110?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/8307144406632336110/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/03/aici-e-vorba-despre-tine-dar-si-despre.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/8307144406632336110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/8307144406632336110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/03/aici-e-vorba-despre-tine-dar-si-despre.html' title=''/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/7LGl6WH5V5g/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-9180808134431440964</id><published>2011-02-10T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T11:21:50.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOATE SENTIMENTELE SUNT DE CACAT ~!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mciVeThvpWY/TVQ5dpuptjI/AAAAAAAAAD4/vMbK4SrWIq4/s1600/z216931548.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mciVeThvpWY/TVQ5dpuptjI/AAAAAAAAAD4/vMbK4SrWIq4/s320/z216931548.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;TOATE SENTIMENTELE SUNT DE CACAT ~!~ (reiau titlul)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;De ce dracu le mai am , adica...sunt inutile , cu ce ma ajuta , cu ce ii ajuta pe altii (stai , intrebare retorica , nu-mi trebuie raspuns la asta ) , cu ce imi sunt mie de folos? Pana si o piatra are mai multa scoala vietii decat mine , imi bag picioarele ..... Teorila chibritului legata de ceea ce vreau , imi doresc , vreau sa pot si tot asa , si de ce nu mai imi vreau sentimentele inapoi... nu o sa mai reiau nimic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-9180808134431440964?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/9180808134431440964/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/02/toate-sentimentele-sunt-de-cacat.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/9180808134431440964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/9180808134431440964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/02/toate-sentimentele-sunt-de-cacat.html' title='TOATE SENTIMENTELE SUNT DE CACAT ~!~'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mciVeThvpWY/TVQ5dpuptjI/AAAAAAAAAD4/vMbK4SrWIq4/s72-c/z216931548.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-5844321439879350935</id><published>2011-02-05T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T09:26:15.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fucking perfect ~!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TU19SajVqoI/AAAAAAAAAD0/agF_eyUkeuc/s1600/leanne34.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="237" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TU19SajVqoI/AAAAAAAAAD0/agF_eyUkeuc/s320/leanne34.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esti perfect pentru mine si sper ca acuma ai inteles asta , mai ales ca ai stat suparat pe mine doua zile , desi nu aveai de ce . Ti-am zis...considera-l cadou de aniversare. (BTW: happy birthday honey ~!~ avem 9luni..) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esti perfect pentru ca esti tu... asta e singurul lucru pe care pot sa ti-l cer, sa nu te schimbi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stiu ca perfectiunea nu exista , nici eu nu sunt cum ar trebui (putin ma intereseaza ca tu zici ca da , eu zic ca nu ! ) , asa ca nu am ce sa iti cer . &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stiu ca te enerveaza multe la mine , chiar daca nu recunosti , si da poate o meritam .(ce mi-ai zis tu azi ca ai fi facut , dar ca nu stiai cum sa imi zici .) De fapt , da o meritam pe bune .&amp;nbsp; Indiferent cat de rau m-as fi simtit eu dupa , indiferent ce simteam , cum ma simteam , ce gandeam referitor la tine , ce faceam , o meritam ,si inca o merit.... Chiar daca nu vreau , o sa discutam despre asta , fi sigur. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uneori..nu stiu , nu ma simt cum trebuie cand sunt cu tine. Si asta in sensul in care nu te vad cu mine , te vad cu una care sa te merite , nu ca mine , sa fie EXACT (!!!!) asa cum vrei tu , sa nu ai ce schimba la ea (ca la mine ai avut ce , si inca cat !! )&amp;nbsp; , sa nu te critice , sa nu te schimbe (indiferent ca isi da seama ca face asta sau nu ) , sa nu va certati (nu e cazul sa zic cat ne certam noi) , sa poata sa iti ofere tot ce meriti si tot ce vrei , sa ... fie ce nu sunt eu ~!~ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nu ma intereseaza ca esti de acord cu mine , crede-ma ca in interiorul tau realizezi ca am dreptate. Chiar daca nu imi zici asta , sau daca zici ca nu am dreptate , eu tot am .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uneori esti rautacios , alteori esti afectuos&amp;nbsp;- uneori prea mult -&amp;nbsp; , alteori imi vine sa-ti dau cu ceva in cap , sa te iau in brate , sa plec eu , sa te fac cumva sa taci si sa ma asculti pe mine , ca mai am si eu dreptate sau ceva de zic uneori stii , sa te fac sa ma aprobi atunci cand am dreptate sau sa ma certi cand nu am , uneori imi vine sa te las sa cauti ce vrei la alta , indiferent cat de rau doare asta.... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Numar de cate ori imi zici ca ma iubesti pe zi -recunosc , am auzit asta mai rar in ultimul timp- , de cate ori ma strigi dupa poreclele pe care mi le-ai pus , de cate ori ridici tonul , de cate ori ma faci sa ma simt completa , de cate ori esti suparat si nu imi spui chiar daca imi dau seama dupa fata ta ca esti suparat , sau ca ai patit ceva . Numar de cate ori ma iei in brate , chiar daca iti cer asta sau&amp;nbsp; nu , de cate ori te superi pe mine , de cate ori ma sprijini , de cate ori multe...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stau de multe ori si ma indoiesc de mine in relatia asta , nu de alta dar eu chiar cred ca poti mai bine , si sunt convinsa de asta , indiferent cat ai zice tu ca nu , nu poti mai bine. Sincer , uita-te la tine ~!~ Lasa la o parte deconsiderarea , si uita-te la tine . Tu esti perfect ~!~ Arati bine , esti o persoana incredibila , nu stiu ce nu iti convine. Ti-am mai zis , nu ma intereseaza cum ai fost pana acum , stiu cum esti acuma , nu ma intereseaza cum esti cu altii , stiu cum esti cu mine. Astea sunt motivele pentru care sunt constienta ca poti sa ai absolut orice fata/femeie vrei , chiar si vechiul TU considera asta .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nu inteleg de ce te lasi atat de mult influentat de mine... Nu inteleg de ce ai vrut sa fi cu mine , chiar daca noi nici nu stiam cum ne cheama sigur , si aveam doar o banuiala.... Tot cred ca daca nu era sambata aia , nu eram noi impreuna ..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;PS: sufletul meu , de langa caloriferul tau , se gadila?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-5844321439879350935?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/5844321439879350935/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/02/fucking-perfect.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/5844321439879350935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/5844321439879350935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/02/fucking-perfect.html' title='Fucking perfect ~!~'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TU19SajVqoI/AAAAAAAAAD0/agF_eyUkeuc/s72-c/leanne34.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-5679954092227451333</id><published>2011-02-03T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T11:58:35.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tu stii ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TUsE-208aFI/AAAAAAAAADw/UYxjVBo1eL8/s1600/36076_155389957829539_100000756060972_262016_6480800_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="216" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TUsE-208aFI/AAAAAAAAADw/UYxjVBo1eL8/s320/36076_155389957829539_100000756060972_262016_6480800_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Am nevoie de un erou... Al meu , propriu si personal. Sincer , chiar am nevoie de unul din astia.... Tre' sa ma salveze si pe mine cineva , cineva care e mereu gata sa ma ajute , caruia sa nu ii fie frica sa isi dea viata pentru mine , cineva caruia nu ii e teama de asta. Eroul ala care sa ma salveze cu cateva minute inainte...&lt;br /&gt;NU le pasa tuturor oamenilor , nu toti pun sentimente , nu toti iubesc , toti mintim , toti plangem in anumite momente , toti murim , toti suntem uitati.Inca unul mai moare , inca unul se uita.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pentru inca un raspuns pe care sa nu-l primesc : Pentru ce dracu inca mai sunt aici ? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dragostea nu se naste din ura. Sau , mai bine zis , nu mereu. Visele mor , nu va mai mintiti ~!~ Dragostea nu va mai schimba nimic , lumea nu se va salva nici prin sucidere in masa , nici prin iubire. Lumea ar cam trebui sa se salveze acum , singura !! Lumea fura dragostea oamenilor , si nu trebuie niciodata sa uiti ca da , ai sentimente , si ca esti capabil de a iubi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Am si eu momentele mele in care te urasc... Momente in care te urasc pentru ca am nevouie de tine , pentru ca sunt obisnuita cu tine , si ca te simt mereu prin preajma mea , chiar daca asta e imposibil.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Imi bag pula in talentul meu de a binedispune , ajuta , consola , asculta , sfatui , consilia pe cei din jur ~!~ Imi bag pula in ele de sentimente . Pentru ce dracu le am ?! Ce fac eu cu ele ??? La ce dracu le tin , de ce le tot primesc inapoi ? Le-am lasat in mainile voastre ca sa scap de ele , nu ca sa le primesc inapoi !!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Toate sentimentele sunt de cacat. Atat.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: plec sa ma caut iar... poate de data asta ma si gasesc.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-5679954092227451333?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/5679954092227451333/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/02/tu-stii.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/5679954092227451333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/5679954092227451333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/02/tu-stii.html' title='Tu stii ?'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TUsE-208aFI/AAAAAAAAADw/UYxjVBo1eL8/s72-c/36076_155389957829539_100000756060972_262016_6480800_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-8096059838040393004</id><published>2011-01-26T11:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T11:31:51.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spune-mi secretele tale  si iti zic minciunile mele.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Imi pare rau ca .... te dezamagesc uneori , fara ca macar sa imi dau seama. Imi pare rau ca uneori nici nu iti merit iubirea. Sa nu te mai aud ca nu vezi de ce te-ar iubi sau ce ar iubi cineva la tine ~!~ Crede-ma , esti demn de iubire , mult mai demn decat ai crede tu , pentru tot ce esti , atat ca om , cat si ca personalitate , fizic , psihic , orice vrei tu . Nu inteleg de ce ma iubesti , dar stiu ca ...nu merit. Sincer acuma , tie ti se pare ca merit pe cineva care sa imi ierte mie tot ce fac gresit de absolut fiecare data ?! Mie nu ! Daca meritam, nu mai dadeam peste ce specimene am dat inaintea ta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Imi pare rau ca nu pot sa iti fiu mereu aproape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Azi.... oricat de mult ma doare sa iti scriu asta , nu sa iti spun , mi-ai dat impresia ca iti pare rau de tot ce tine relatia asta. Intr-o oarecare masura. M-ai facut sa ma simt ciudat , de asta plangeam rau la faza aia , pentru ca.... nu vreau sa te vad cu alta , nu cu mine , nu vreau sa pleci , nu vreau sa plec pentru ca atunci cand nu o sa mai fim , nu mai o sa fiu ce sunt acum , nu vreau sa stau fara tine ... Ce anume iubesc la acest "animal"? Simplu : pe el , cu tot ce e el , ce presupune sa fiu cu el. Si nu ai de ce sa te consideri animal , crede-ma. Daca erai un animal si atat , crede-ma ca nu ma mai suportai cu crizele mele de personalitate , depresie , nervi , prostie , negare , fericire , etc. Daca erai animal nu mai ziceai ca faci ceva si te tineai de cuvant , nu mai imi iertai atatea , nu mai eram noi doi impreuna ....Nu te inteleg total , si mi-e frica ca nu o sa fac asta niciodata. Sincer , imi pare rau pentru asta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Poate ca e si vina mea... De fapt , e doar vina mea ~!~ Eu sunt aia care zice ca nu m-ar deranja sa ramanem impreuna mereu etc etc etc... Vise de copil in drum de maturizare , ce vrei ?! Stiu ca nu esti tu de vina pentru majoritatea lucrurilor , ci eu , dar chestia e ca uneori e si vina ta.Te-am vazut in vara timpurie , si de atunci m-am tot invartit in jurul tau. Ti-am zambit , chiar daca nu te cunosteam , pentru ca mi-ai placut. Mi-ai placut , pentru simplul fapt ca nici tu nu ma cunosteai , dar imi zambeai (si ca ma lasai sa te pipai sa vad daca iti cresc sanii..tre' sa recunosc)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Daca era sa fi un animal , nu mai erai cu mine pana acuma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;N-ai de ce sa te consideri animal . Putin ma intereseaza cum esti cu restul . NU ESTI ANIMAL ~!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Nu vreau sa imi lasi doar lacrimi care sa imi tina de urat. Vreau sa stiu ca mereu o sa fi acolo , si ca ..... nu cu alta.Cer multe stiu ,dar ... HEI ~!~ Am si eu dreptul sa visez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Tot imi lasi impresia ca regreti relatia , ca eu sunt singura care chiar pune sentimente ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-8096059838040393004?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/8096059838040393004/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/01/spune-mi-secretele-tale-si-iti-zic.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/8096059838040393004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/8096059838040393004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/01/spune-mi-secretele-tale-si-iti-zic.html' title='Spune-mi secretele tale  si iti zic minciunile mele.'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-5911589011280359359</id><published>2011-01-25T11:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T11:53:23.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exit the fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TT8kfNeNktI/AAAAAAAAADo/k0BQzT4gOBI/s1600/ddd+%252821%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TT8kfNeNktI/AAAAAAAAADo/k0BQzT4gOBI/s320/ddd+%252821%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ideea e ca mereu o sa ai la cine sa te intorci , in bratele cui sa cauti suport moral si in ale carui brate sa te adapostesti atunci cand toti se intorc impotriva ta , ca mereu te voi iubi , indiferent daca tu mai o sa crezi sau nu , ca mereu te voi vrea inapoi.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Totusi , cum sa intri asa in mintea mea , si sa te bagi in sentimentele mele , fara sa iti ceri scuze sau macar sa imi zici , simplu : "Scuze , nu stiam ca te ranesc atat de usor." Prima zi cu tine , am plans. Ti-am plans pe piele , te-am urat si iubit o zi intreaga , m-ai prins tu cumva si nu vrei sa imi mai dai drumul . Nu ca m-ar deranja cu ceva.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Iti spun in fiecare dimineata "'Neata iubire!" si cand zic ca nu m-ar deranja sa raman cu tine mereu , chiar sunt serioasa. Stiu ca am putine momente in care sunt serioasa , dar asta e unul dintre ele.Nu-mi zice ca nu ma urasti uneori , cand pana si eu o fac . Nu-mi spune ca nu ai momente in care nici nu stii daca ma mai iubesti , eu le am . Nu-mi spune ca nu te-ai saturat sa ma tot ierti , cand eu sunt constienta de asta.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nu am crezut niciodata ca o sa duc lipsa cuiva , dupa o zi pe alta , dar uite ca am inceput sa cred in momentele astea. Nu ma simt bine daca nu te vad , macar in trecere , o zi . &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sufletul meu l-am lasat langa caloriferul din camera ta , care seara e geniala . Cauta-l , ca poate o sa il gasesti pana la urma. Daca toate lunile astea au fost un vis... sa nu te pune dracu sa ma trezesti. Sa nu indraznesti sa ma trezesti ! Nu vreau sa ma trezesc si tu sa nu fi langa mine. "Oare ti-e frig acolo unde esti tu acum ? Oare ai momente in care iti mai doresti ca noi sa ajunge ca in cartea mea ? Pentru ca eu stiu ca eu sper la chestia asta in fiecare zi ...."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ceva te face sa suferi in fiecare zi . Poate ca nu e reala , dar asa se simte. Nu ai vrea ca uneori lucrurile sa fie ca la inceput , cand gelozia , nervii , cearta repetata , despartirile , nu au patat nimic ?Am avut 2 zile in care am vrut sa uit de culoare ochilor tai ,am vrut sa uit ca in bratele tale ma simt cel mai in siguranta , ca in bratele tale e cald si ca pot sa iti simt parfumul delicat , amestecat cu tutun , ca in ochii tai vreau sa ma pierd mereu , ca .... te iubesc. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cand te vad cum zambesti -am vazut mai rar asta in ultimul timp- creste inima in mine . O sa fiu mereu acolo pentru tine , chiar si peste 7 ani , nu conteaza. Anotimpurile se schimba , ploaia pica pe noi , noptile sunt mai scurte , zilele mai lungi , dar eu tot nu te las sa mai cazi , sau sa te reduci la zero . &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Esti dragostea mea adevarata , singura speranta , arta mea , si nu vreau sa dai asta la o parte. Te rog sa nu pleci... Te implor ! Te fac eu cumva sa ramai cu mine...numai nu pleca.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Realizezi cum o sa fie cand termini tu liceul ? Cafeneaua in care stateam o sa o ocolesc , o sa fac tot ce pot ca sa nu te uit , o sa ascult Riot on the rooftops numai ca sa imi aduc aminte de tine , am sa pastrez pozele cu tine si o sa ma uit pierduta la ele ...Nu o sa pot sa uit amintirea ta , si nici privirea ta. Garantez.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ador ca tu inca nu ai uitat replici din carte si ca mi le zici ... te asemeni cu Mario si nu cred ca o sa intelegi vreodata cat de mult. Te-am iubit si o sa te iubesc in paginile cartii scrise de mine. Daca ma lasi in noaptea asta , o sa ma trezesc singura. Ma uit la paharul plin cu suc de capsuni din fata mea si observ ca e pe jumatate gol...Puteam sa fac mult mai bine tot ce am facut pana acuma , puteam sa fiu exact cum vrei tu , dar...sunt eu . Dau gres. Stateam si te ascultam cu respirai... Esti perfect.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mi-e frica de faptul ca nu te voi cunoaste total niciodata. Degeaba ne-am zis "povestile vietilor noastre" tot nu ne cunoastem mai bine ca inainte. Fac pariu ca amandoi am zis jumatate din ce aveam de zis.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cand o sa pleci... imbraca-ma si arunca-ma in lume.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-5911589011280359359?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/5911589011280359359/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/01/exit-fall.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/5911589011280359359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/5911589011280359359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/01/exit-fall.html' title='Exit the fall'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TT8kfNeNktI/AAAAAAAAADo/k0BQzT4gOBI/s72-c/ddd+%252821%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-7808671005903559137</id><published>2011-01-24T12:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T12:04:23.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'>E despre ea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TT3bGvao0gI/AAAAAAAAADk/p3wbPybg8y8/s1600/Picture+084.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TT3bGvao0gI/AAAAAAAAADk/p3wbPybg8y8/s320/Picture+084.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;E doar o postare despre ea. Scriu aici despre ea pentru ca o iubesc , ca mi-e mai mult decat cea mai buna prietena , mi-e aproape sora , pentru ca nu suport sa o vad ranita sau jucata pe degete , pentru ca tin la ea , si tine la mine .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Nu suport sa te vad cum iti calci orgoliul in picioare pentru cineva care nu merita , cineva care oricum se joaca cu tine , cineva pentru care nici macar nu contezi atat de mult. Ideea e ca tu inca nu iti dai seama usor cand esti mintita , jucata pe degete etc , eu da , ca doar am trecut prin asta de mai multe ori . De asta tot tin sa te anunt cand mi se pare dubios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Nu-mi place ca tu esti o persoana incredibila si ca se profita de pe urma ta . Recunosc , uneori am profitat de faptul ca ai fi mereu aproape de mine , dar nu mai are rost sa mai fac asta , ca nu e prietenie pe interes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Ideea e ca .... regret intr-un oarecare fel faptul ca tu nu prea ai noroc la capitolul relatii , pentru ca stiu ca te-ai dedica total. Dar ti-am mai spus , o sa dai de tipul "Mister right-now" care o sa devina "Mister-right" , asa cum s-a intamplat si la mine . Niciodata nu am sa te inteleg total , dar stiu ca te apreciez pentru ce esti dar si pentru ce ai facut din mine , ca ai stiut cand sa imi spui sa ma opresc , sa nu ma fac ceva , sau din contra , sa fac ceva . Te iubesc pentru toate momentele in care mi-ai dat de inteles ca pentru tine chiar contez , ca nu sunt o prietena voiajera , care azi e maine nu mai e , ca pentru tine are o oarecare importanta si starea mea , parerea mea , chestii de genul asta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;N-ai sa intelegi nicioadata cat de mult semeni cu Kaori , pentru ca nu v-ati cunoscut , desi ar fi fost interesant . Semeni cu ea in ce faci , cum faci , cum gandesti uneori , ce simti , cum simti , cum te oftici din cauza mea , cum nu stii cum sa ii zici cuiva ceva fara sa il ranesti -in opinia ta- , cum te ingrijorezi de multe ori fara mitov , dar uneori ai toate drepturile si stangurile ca sa iti faci griji , cum nu suporti sa ma tai eu , tot ma tot ~!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Te iubesc pentru tot ce insemni tu pentru mine .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-7808671005903559137?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/7808671005903559137/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/01/e-despre-ea.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/7808671005903559137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/7808671005903559137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/01/e-despre-ea.html' title='E despre ea'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TT3bGvao0gI/AAAAAAAAADk/p3wbPybg8y8/s72-c/Picture+084.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-2573921955469474464</id><published>2011-01-13T10:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T10:48:44.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doar o postare</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TS9GFfXnCLI/AAAAAAAAADg/eUxnofJ0qK8/s1600/b1cb3373fd5b59968ae5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TS9GFfXnCLI/AAAAAAAAADg/eUxnofJ0qK8/s1600/b1cb3373fd5b59968ae5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;As adormi mult mai bine daca ai fi langa mine , daca m-as putea uita cand vreau in ochii tai , daca ai sta langa mine si ai zambi in felul ala pe care il ador.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Imi pare rau pentru ca te fac sa astepti sa nu mai am nervi sau crize de depresie , personalitate sau orice altceva , si ca te fac sa ma astepti mereu , sa ma suporti cu toate personalitatile mele . Nu merit unu ca tine. Sincer. Cine dracu sunt eu ca sa te fac sa astepti ?&amp;nbsp; Visez in contiunuare ca nu o sa imi zici ca ai plecat pe bune niciodata , nu as mai respira daca nu te-as vedea in ziua urmatoare , asa cum aveai de gand sa faci de atatea ori ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Vreau ca tu sa ramai pentru ca am nevoie ca TU (tin sa subliniez tu , pentru ca nu vreau sa fie altu)&amp;nbsp; sa imi spui tot ce ai pe inima . Am nevoie de tine sa imi zici ca ma iubesti , chiar si in momentele in care nu merit asta , cand nu mai crede niciunu din noi ca mai iubeste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-2573921955469474464?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/2573921955469474464/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/01/doar-o-postare.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/2573921955469474464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/2573921955469474464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/01/doar-o-postare.html' title='Doar o postare'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TS9GFfXnCLI/AAAAAAAAADg/eUxnofJ0qK8/s72-c/b1cb3373fd5b59968ae5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-6523050551313606037</id><published>2011-01-09T23:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T23:51:57.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jW6RPMe1BLM/TSeY2vTh-OI/AAAAAAAAAZI/MdIRCiTfhG4/s1600/DSCF0074.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jW6RPMe1BLM/TSeY2vTh-OI/AAAAAAAAAZI/MdIRCiTfhG4/s320/DSCF0074.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cum sa nu te iubesc cand ai tatuat pe spate desenul meu ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-6523050551313606037?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/6523050551313606037/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/01/cum-sa-nu-te-iubesc-cand-ai-tatuat-pe.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/6523050551313606037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/6523050551313606037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/01/cum-sa-nu-te-iubesc-cand-ai-tatuat-pe.html' title=''/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jW6RPMe1BLM/TSeY2vTh-OI/AAAAAAAAAZI/MdIRCiTfhG4/s72-c/DSCF0074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-368591466267474138</id><published>2011-01-05T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T10:53:38.432-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday ~!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TSS9qI5eeJI/AAAAAAAAADc/cUgxXOv9z-0/s1600/hugga+245.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TSS9qI5eeJI/AAAAAAAAADc/cUgxXOv9z-0/s320/hugga+245.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Poate te superi ca am pus poza asta... Asta e , soarta ~!~&lt;br /&gt;1. La multi ani tie ~!~ e cea mai pagana sarbatoare azi , stiu...&lt;br /&gt;2. La multi ani noua ~!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 luni pare mult..pare putin , nu stiu .. Depinde de om. Nu mai punem la calcul care a fost cea mai lunga relatie pentru fiecare ca nu are rost. Ideea e ca te iubesc si ca asta e tot ce conteaza .&lt;br /&gt;Si sa nu uiti asta vreodata . &amp;gt;:D&amp;lt; Balun hugga&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-368591466267474138?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/368591466267474138/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/368591466267474138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/368591466267474138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday ~!~'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TSS9qI5eeJI/AAAAAAAAADc/cUgxXOv9z-0/s72-c/hugga+245.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-7465827896117310621</id><published>2010-12-31T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T09:31:50.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TR4TQyKhiiI/AAAAAAAAADY/_hiItFN6sJA/s1600/happy-new-year.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TR4TQyKhiiI/AAAAAAAAADY/_hiItFN6sJA/s320/happy-new-year.jpg" width="253" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca aveti de gand sa va distrati cu prietenii cu iubitul/iubita etc...Distractie placuta&amp;nbsp; si La multi ani !&lt;br /&gt;Daca stati cu parintii / rudele / familia , BE STRONG !! cunosc sentimentul si situatia ..&lt;br /&gt;La multi ani daca va place anul nou...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-7465827896117310621?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/7465827896117310621/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/12/daca-aveti-de-gand-sa-va-distrati-cu.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/7465827896117310621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/7465827896117310621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/12/daca-aveti-de-gand-sa-va-distrati-cu.html' title=''/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TR4TQyKhiiI/AAAAAAAAADY/_hiItFN6sJA/s72-c/happy-new-year.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-4920201381569841791</id><published>2010-12-25T00:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T00:50:07.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRWwLpkZ6OI/AAAAAAAAADQ/GkptFbr2C0s/s1600/_Searching_happyness__by_Nonnetta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="175" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRWwLpkZ6OI/AAAAAAAAADQ/GkptFbr2C0s/s320/_Searching_happyness__by_Nonnetta.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Craciun fericit si o zi frumoasa ! poate pe voi va bucura "sarbatoarea" asta ,ca pe mine nu. Aveti grija de voi &amp;gt;:D&amp;lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-4920201381569841791?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/4920201381569841791/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/12/craciun-fericit-si-o-zi-frumoasa-poate.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/4920201381569841791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/4920201381569841791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/12/craciun-fericit-si-o-zi-frumoasa-poate.html' title=''/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRWwLpkZ6OI/AAAAAAAAADQ/GkptFbr2C0s/s72-c/_Searching_happyness__by_Nonnetta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-8426769319802517555</id><published>2010-12-21T01:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T01:37:13.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/H5ACa95Nzmk?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-8426769319802517555?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/8426769319802517555/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/8426769319802517555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/8426769319802517555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/H5ACa95Nzmk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-3085223803414051781</id><published>2010-12-17T01:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T01:07:08.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TQsluKy_7UI/AAAAAAAAACk/UKx7DAc2lhw/s1600/_Searching_happyness__by_Nonnetta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="175" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TQsluKy_7UI/AAAAAAAAACk/UKx7DAc2lhw/s320/_Searching_happyness__by_Nonnetta.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stateam de vorba cu clanta intr-o noapte oarecare , cu prietenul meu imaginar , Typpi , cu prietenul lui Pitic , tot imaginar si el , de la care imi cer scuze ca i-am uitat numele , si incercau toti sa ma faca sa inteleg care e semnificatia craciunului. Nu au reusit si au fost cumplit de tristi. Le-am zis ca nu e cazul.&lt;br /&gt;Inca un an in care trebuie sa imi cumpar singura cadoul , cu banii mei -maxim 10 lei -&amp;nbsp; , an in care o sa ma ingras de la sarmalele mult prea unsuroare facute de mama , de la fripturile pe care am jurat ca nu le mai mananc , si multe altele .... &lt;br /&gt;Mi-am pierdut spiritul craciunului si al sarbatorilor in general . Nu mai le inteleg , nu mai ma inteleg.&lt;br /&gt;Noaptea de craciun e cumplit de trista pentru mine , ma face sa realizez ca a trecut inca un an , ca unii din oamenii la care tineam nu au cum sa fie cu mine si sa ma binedispuna prin simpla lor prezenta , ca i-am pierdut pe majoritatea si ca nu am cum sa ii mai aduc inapoi , ca nu am cum sa merg la mormantul lor sa le spun :"Sarbatori fericite , dragii mei ." si sa le pun un Kent lung , Malrboro , sau Vouge la cruce , ca nu am cui sa ii mai explic de ce nu imi plac sarbatorile.&lt;br /&gt;In acelasi timp ma simt bine ca am cativa oameni care inca mai sunt cu mine , gen Carla , &lt;a href="http://nuclear-holocaust.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jerry(panda)&lt;/a&gt; si &lt;a href="httpp://mintibolnave.blogspot.com/"&gt;Injunghiatu &lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;, ca inca il mai iubesc pe Jerry desi am trecut prin multe , pe Carla ca inca mai o am aproape de mine , chiar si in mijlocul noptii , si ca Injunghiatu e mereu acolo ca sa ma faca sa rad , cu SCOTLAND-ul lui :)) .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-3085223803414051781?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/3085223803414051781/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/12/stateam-de-vorba-cu-clanta-intr-o.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/3085223803414051781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/3085223803414051781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/12/stateam-de-vorba-cu-clanta-intr-o.html' title=''/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TQsluKy_7UI/AAAAAAAAACk/UKx7DAc2lhw/s72-c/_Searching_happyness__by_Nonnetta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-1455231162799264077</id><published>2010-12-17T00:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T00:55:39.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Un zambet si atat</title><content type='html'>AS: post inspirat de la un comentariu de la &lt;a href="http://clipelemele.blogspot.com/"&gt;Better&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TQsk-vv6kJI/AAAAAAAAACg/H-PCNxDr06s/s1600/smile_by_inhabitantofstars.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TQsk-vv6kJI/AAAAAAAAACg/H-PCNxDr06s/s1600/smile_by_inhabitantofstars.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Un simplu zambet e de ajuns sa imi schimbe mie -personal- ziua , chiar daca e cea mai rea zi pe care am avut-o pana acum . Imi demonstreaza ca , pur si simplu , inca mai exista oameni care nu au uitat sa zambeasca.&lt;br /&gt;Ma bucur si cand un strain care trece pe langa mine , imi zambeste calm , cu ochii plini de caldura -lucru necesar in iarna asta- , sau cand in 102 inca mai sunt oameni care sa imi zambeasca , chiar si controlorul , care s-a obisnuit cu mine , din vacanta de vara , sa nu am bilet si parca e mandru de mine cand ii arat abonamentul. :)&lt;br /&gt;Oamenii , majoritatea cel putin , au uitat sa mai si zambeasca.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-1455231162799264077?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/1455231162799264077/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/12/un-zambet-si-atat.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/1455231162799264077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/1455231162799264077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/12/un-zambet-si-atat.html' title='Un zambet si atat'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TQsk-vv6kJI/AAAAAAAAACg/H-PCNxDr06s/s72-c/smile_by_inhabitantofstars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-8009452457316142045</id><published>2010-12-07T11:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T11:57:49.835-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Da-i titlu. Mi-e lene.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/NoF09Galdc8?fs=1" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Nu merit!!!! Ai ochii mai verzi decat verdele in sine dimineata . Am sangele mult mai rosu decat trandafirii infloriti. De ce dracu ma mai iubesti ? Stiu ca ma iubesti , ca doar ti sa imi aduci aminte in fiecare minut asta. Ce iubesti la mine ? De ce ?&amp;nbsp; Stiu ca ma citesti , ca doar ai zis ca o sa continui sa o faci si dupa ce nu o sa mai fim ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;De ce cred ca daca scriu aici o sa imi si raspunzi ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-8009452457316142045?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/8009452457316142045/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/12/da-i-titlu-mi-e-lene.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/8009452457316142045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/8009452457316142045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/12/da-i-titlu-mi-e-lene.html' title='Da-i titlu. Mi-e lene.'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/NoF09Galdc8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-4059511271372206717</id><published>2010-12-06T23:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T23:51:07.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cafea amara</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TP3lyUVYK4I/AAAAAAAAACc/Wk6GbiCAlaw/s1600/coffe_by_23_15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TP3lyUVYK4I/AAAAAAAAACc/Wk6GbiCAlaw/s1600/coffe_by_23_15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Din nou , cafea mai amara pe zi ce trece. Mi-e dor de tine si de privirea ta in care ma pierd. Nu vreau sa ma pun in locul tau , nu vreau sa fiu eu cea care sa fie nevoita sa aiba grija de tine . Nu vreau sa fi fost in locul tau . Ai renuntat la multe pentru mine , ok . Dar te-ai gandit la cate am renuntat eu ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nu stiu...poate iar sunt depresiva , poate doar mi-e frica...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-4059511271372206717?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/4059511271372206717/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/12/cafea-amara.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/4059511271372206717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/4059511271372206717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/12/cafea-amara.html' title='Cafea amara'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TP3lyUVYK4I/AAAAAAAAACc/Wk6GbiCAlaw/s72-c/coffe_by_23_15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-5500231190614532555</id><published>2010-12-06T12:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T12:46:46.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fara trecut de acum inainte</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TP1HHBqnbUI/AAAAAAAAACY/7PPIM9A7k34/s1600/Sehnsucht_by_nebulaskin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TP1HHBqnbUI/AAAAAAAAACY/7PPIM9A7k34/s320/Sehnsucht_by_nebulaskin.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uita cum eram . Uita ce sunt . Uita cum sunt . Nu mai pune la calcul cum sunt sau cum as putea sa fiu . O sa devin ce nu suport , poate asa nu mai sunt atat de des ranita fix de cei care nu credeam ca o sa o faca vreodata. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ia-o&amp;nbsp;....fa ce vrei cu ea , sparge-o in mii de bucati , arunc-o la gunoi , calc-o in picioare , fa ce vrei. Sau uita ca ti-am dat-o in primul rand... " ti-am zis asta acum cateva luni .....nu ma face sa regret atat am de zis. Ca intelegi sau&amp;nbsp; nu ce zic eu&amp;nbsp; , partea a doua. Doar nu mai intelege ce vrei tu , atat te rog.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nu m-am gasit. Am sa imi fac un suflet nou , pe care niciunul dintre voi nu o sa-l cunoasca. Destainuiri facute pentru laude si compatimire... Sunt patetica.Si e numai vina mea pentru asta , dar intr-o oarecare masura , e si vina lui.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vreau atat de mult sa ma suni si sa-mi spui :" Doar fi cu mine...atat vreau de la tine ....." Nici nu ai idee cat m-as bucura daca as auzi din gura ta un "Te iubesc" atunci cand nici macar nu cred ca o mai faci.Daca nu ma vrei , doar pentru ca te iubesc , spune-mi direct.Am crescut alaturi de tine , e ceva ce mereu ar trebui sa iti zic : stiu ca tu pleci pe zi ce trece. Stii bine ca as sta mereu cu tine , si poate ca din cauza asta inca mai esti. Ti-am dat cel mai mare cadou , inca de la inceput : inima mea.Acum nu stiu daca mai conteaza asta....Stiu ca incet totul se duce dracu.Tu esti o prioritate.Eu sunt o optiune? Daca animalele de pe planeta asta stiu exact de ce apartin , eu de ce nu stiu nimic , de ce nu stiu daca tie iti apartin , daca apartin cuiva....? Nu-i corect.As putea sa iti spun ca esti tot ce am nevoie? As putea sa iti spun ca "dragostea" asta e mai mult decat ce am simtit pana acum? Unele vise tu mi le-ai implinit....Altele-multe- tu mi le-ai omorat. Aveam luna ,cerul , soarele si stelele. Acum nici macar nu stiu daca mai avem ceva , orice , oricat de mic , orice lucru . Fa un pas inapoi si incearca sa realizezi ca aceste cuvinte trebuia sa le zis candva , si incearca sa intelegi si de ce le zic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ma fac altfel , si asta o jur. Nu ma intereseaza pe cine ranesc , sau ce presupune asta .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-5500231190614532555?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/5500231190614532555/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/12/fara-trecut-de-acum-inainte.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/5500231190614532555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/5500231190614532555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/12/fara-trecut-de-acum-inainte.html' title='Fara trecut de acum inainte'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TP1HHBqnbUI/AAAAAAAAACY/7PPIM9A7k34/s72-c/Sehnsucht_by_nebulaskin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-3844673623828639784</id><published>2010-12-03T01:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T01:30:23.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunt mandra de ei....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TPi3tmGBJwI/AAAAAAAAACM/Oivb4n6BsaQ/s1600/hugga+123.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TPi3tmGBJwI/AAAAAAAAACM/Oivb4n6BsaQ/s320/hugga+123.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TPi3x5SQ_UI/AAAAAAAAACQ/1vK6ko5tEH8/s1600/hugga+124.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TPi3x5SQ_UI/AAAAAAAAACQ/1vK6ko5tEH8/s320/hugga+124.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Ii iubesc pentru tot ce inseamna ei , atat pentru mine , cat si pentru restul , pentru ce m-au facut pe mine , pentru ce sunt cand sunt cu ei.Pentru tot ce sunt ei . M-au schimbat mult mai mult decat ar putea oricine sa isi dea seama , si pentru asta conteaza atat de mult pentru mine . Stiu bine , foarte bine ca ar fi langa mine orice s-ar intampla , chiar si el nu numai ea , si tocmai de-asta am pus atata incredere in ei si atatea sentimente in mainile lor . Nu i-as schimba pentru nimeni si nimic in lume , asta pot sa o jur fara nicio problema.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-3844673623828639784?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/3844673623828639784/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/12/sunt-mandra-de-ei.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/3844673623828639784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/3844673623828639784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/12/sunt-mandra-de-ei.html' title='Sunt mandra de ei....'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TPi3tmGBJwI/AAAAAAAAACM/Oivb4n6BsaQ/s72-c/hugga+123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-5221753941645128884</id><published>2010-11-29T00:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T00:43:01.012-08:00</updated><title type='text'>puaza de spirite</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TPNnjicAG2I/AAAAAAAAACI/DHHtk8ZIcno/s1600/Blue_by_MoOnshine90.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TPNnjicAG2I/AAAAAAAAACI/DHHtk8ZIcno/s1600/Blue_by_MoOnshine90.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;N-am nevoie de compatimire. Chiar nu am nevoie de ea. Nu mai am nevoie nici de sentimente , doar le las in mainile oamenilor pe care ii stiu ca sa faca ce vor ei cu ele. Nu le mai vreau. Iau o pauza de la iubire , de la tristete , fericire , amintiri , tot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Plec sa ma caut!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Anunt cand ma gasesc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-5221753941645128884?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/5221753941645128884/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/11/puaza-de-spirite.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/5221753941645128884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/5221753941645128884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/11/puaza-de-spirite.html' title='puaza de spirite'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TPNnjicAG2I/AAAAAAAAACI/DHHtk8ZIcno/s72-c/Blue_by_MoOnshine90.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-4718300192746922341</id><published>2010-11-25T01:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T01:11:28.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am crezut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TO4oATC13-I/AAAAAAAAACA/_2NGvWdYpiw/s1600/91c6b5d3df86165a83dd271a856ba971.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TO4oATC13-I/AAAAAAAAACA/_2NGvWdYpiw/s1600/91c6b5d3df86165a83dd271a856ba971.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Am crezut ca daca sper ca totul va fi bine , asa o sa fie . Am crezut ca daca incerc sa fac totul ok , o sa si reusesc. Am crezut in tine ca ma intelegi , am crezut in mine ca te inteleg , am crezut in mult prea multe lucruri in care nu mai cred acum .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-4718300192746922341?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/4718300192746922341/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/11/am-crezut.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/4718300192746922341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/4718300192746922341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/11/am-crezut.html' title='Am crezut'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TO4oATC13-I/AAAAAAAAACA/_2NGvWdYpiw/s72-c/91c6b5d3df86165a83dd271a856ba971.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-552210122087071267</id><published>2010-11-23T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T11:42:13.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vreau si pentru ca vreau pot!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TOwXuGSIw_I/AAAAAAAAAB8/yKDh5f_W_l0/s1600/AZN7wsuV4gggpe6u26sjZnTi2sko1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TOwXuGSIw_I/AAAAAAAAAB8/yKDh5f_W_l0/s320/AZN7wsuV4gggpe6u26sjZnTi2sko1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1632523174"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1632523175" style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Daca vreau pot sa va fac pe toti sa va intelegeti sau sa va injurati ! Daca vreau pot sa ma accept imediat ! Daca vreau pot sa fac orice.... sa recunoastem...asa ne spunem toti. Eu&amp;nbsp; nu pot sa fac orice , si imi pare rau dar si bine ca las impresia ca sunt facuta sa trec peste multe , pentru ca eu sunt slaba , si renunt repede , orice as face. Nu sunt cum ma crezi tu..... Pot sa continui sa il iubesc pentru ca nu imi pasa decat de mine , de el , de noi. Suntem doar noi doi si restul lumii..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-552210122087071267?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/552210122087071267/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/11/vreau-si-pentru-ca-vreau-pot.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/552210122087071267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/552210122087071267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/11/vreau-si-pentru-ca-vreau-pot.html' title='Vreau si pentru ca vreau pot!!'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TOwXuGSIw_I/AAAAAAAAAB8/yKDh5f_W_l0/s72-c/AZN7wsuV4gggpe6u26sjZnTi2sko1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-3254039014181155121</id><published>2010-11-19T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T11:15:25.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oamenii mor.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am atat de multe de zis , dar am nevoie de el. E tot ce imi trebuie. Nu stie ce e cu mine , nu intelege de ce le iau partea oamenilor , chiar daca stiu ca nu au dreptate , nu ma intelege si nu ma cunoaste total , si totusi ma iubeste... E singurul care a reusit sa ma schimbe in 7 luni cat nu au reusit altii in 17 ani . Nu stiu ce imi face , dar stiu ca imi place. Si stiu ca nu suport sa stau fara el.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Suntem oameni . Gresim . Eu mai mult decat ar fi normal.... poate , cred , nu stiu . &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O sa murim la noapte. Cui ii pasa?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-3254039014181155121?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/3254039014181155121/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/11/oamenii-mor.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/3254039014181155121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/3254039014181155121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/11/oamenii-mor.html' title='Oamenii mor.'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-3173274175219538421</id><published>2010-11-17T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T23:07:04.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Te iubesc in orice anotimp.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TOTP_CTUXiI/AAAAAAAAAB4/fWBGVVUr9uY/s1600/40773_126510774062011_100001092674915_151628_5168138_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="219" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TOTP_CTUXiI/AAAAAAAAAB4/fWBGVVUr9uY/s320/40773_126510774062011_100001092674915_151628_5168138_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://inhibitii.blogspot.com/"&gt;[foto]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Te-am iubit in vara , toamna , iarna si pot sa pun pariu ca o sa te iubesc si in primavara . Doar ca sa o luam de la inceput. Te-am iubit in toate anotimpurile si nu am de gand sa ma opresc acum. Nu aveam nevoie de o despartire ca sa ne dam seama ca ne iubim. Eu te iubesc , si tu o stii . Tu ma iubesti si o stiu . Chiar daca niciunul dintre noi nu intelege cat de mult ne iubim unul pe altul , poate e mai bine asa. Prea multa iubire ar putea sa dauneze?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gasesti si pe &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://negrucavanilia.blogspot.com/"&gt;blogul nostru.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-3173274175219538421?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/3173274175219538421/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/11/te-iubesc-in-orice-anotimp.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/3173274175219538421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/3173274175219538421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/11/te-iubesc-in-orice-anotimp.html' title='Te iubesc in orice anotimp.'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TOTP_CTUXiI/AAAAAAAAAB4/fWBGVVUr9uY/s72-c/40773_126510774062011_100001092674915_151628_5168138_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-3177829316333315875</id><published>2010-11-13T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T08:43:01.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rugaminte....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TN6_9aBxYTI/AAAAAAAAAB0/7PCqr9laRVU/s1600/ab0b9ce4625c7381b1e35e61dc011155.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TN6_9aBxYTI/AAAAAAAAAB0/7PCqr9laRVU/s1600/ab0b9ce4625c7381b1e35e61dc011155.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ai dat in toate sentimente mele. Acum sunt ale tale. Te rog , te implor in genunchi sa le pastrezi ! Nu le mai vreau inapoi , atata timp cat nu sunt pentru tine . Fa-mi pe plac si acum ,si pastreaza-mi sentimentele.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-3177829316333315875?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/3177829316333315875/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/11/rugaminte.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/3177829316333315875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/3177829316333315875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/11/rugaminte.html' title='Rugaminte....'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TN6_9aBxYTI/AAAAAAAAAB0/7PCqr9laRVU/s72-c/ab0b9ce4625c7381b1e35e61dc011155.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-108562404335051747</id><published>2010-11-12T01:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T01:58:52.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Shot The Moon-Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/jtgseTuWnI8/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jtgseTuWnI8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=ro_RO"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jtgseTuWnI8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=ro_RO" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nici nu ai sa intelegi cat de bine se potriveste cu starea mea....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nu ai sa intelegi niciodata cat de mult te iubesc.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-108562404335051747?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/108562404335051747/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/11/we-shot-moon-hope.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/108562404335051747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/108562404335051747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/11/we-shot-moon-hope.html' title='We Shot The Moon-Hope'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-7417824853726602986</id><published>2010-11-11T00:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T00:47:53.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hated Youth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TNuqFgR_ShI/AAAAAAAAABw/DgXLiuoPvwk/s1600/a29f116258839789.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TNuqFgR_ShI/AAAAAAAAABw/DgXLiuoPvwk/s320/a29f116258839789.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Toti am fost sau inca mai suntem adolescenti . Toti am urat ceva la varsta asta , unii dintre noi poate mai mult , altii mai putin . Dar stiu ca nu exista om care sa nu isi fi urat adolescenta din cine stie ce motive . Nu cred ca exista omul ala . Nu ai cum sa ma minti ca el exista. Nu te voi crede orice ai face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Sa recunoastem , adolescenta e varsta cea mai frumoasa , si cea mai enervanta/urata in acelasi timp.Iubirea , sentimentele , certurile , impacarile , despartirile , regasirile , plecarile , greselile , toate s-au intamplat , sau urmeaza sa se intample.&amp;nbsp; Dar pana la urma , astea ne fac pe noi cine suntem si tocmai din motivul asta nu ar trebui sa regretam nimic , absolut nimic !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Adolescenta e frumoasa , in toata depresia si nebunia ei . Dar cu totii am urat-o , nu ai cum sa nu ai ceva care sa urasti din toata adolescenta ta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Tocmai de aia suntem asa , pentru ca , pana la urma , intr-o oarecare masura , ne uram pe noi inainte de toti si toate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-7417824853726602986?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/7417824853726602986/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/11/hated-youth.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/7417824853726602986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/7417824853726602986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/11/hated-youth.html' title='Hated Youth'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TNuqFgR_ShI/AAAAAAAAABw/DgXLiuoPvwk/s72-c/a29f116258839789.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-1743142635335484773</id><published>2010-11-08T01:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T01:54:08.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" style="background-image: url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/LsyKX1UaTl0/hqdefault.jpg);" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LsyKX1UaTl0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=ro_RO"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LsyKX1UaTl0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=ro_RO" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;"&amp;nbsp;A iubi nu are timp ".... sunt o ipocrita daca nu recunosc ca sunt de acord cu afirmatia asta. Si nu sunt ipocrita . Cum sa nu fiu de acord cand eu insumi imi tot spun in anumite momtente ca sunt dependenta de oameni si iubire ? Da , am pierdut persoanele la care tineam cel mai mult pe lumea asta , dar nu schimba cu nimic asta faptul ca inca ii mai iubesc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Si acum iubesc...il iubesc . Si nu ma satur de el sub nicio forma. Daca imi juri ca esti adevarat , ca asta vrei tu sa faci si nu ai niciun dubiu , atunci nu ma deranjeaza sa fiu ranita. Oricum , ar trebui sa ma tin tare de tine intotdeauna . Doar.....am motivele mele multe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Punand cap la cap cuvintele pe care toti le-am abandonat , observam ca nu mai au rost acum. Adunand lacrimile planse , nu ajungem nicaieri , devenim tot mai melancolici .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Da-le in mortii lor de amintiri !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Nu voiam sa am nevoie de amintiri , nu mai vreau sa am nevoie de amintiri , nu vreau altele noi , nu le vreau nici pe alea vechi. M-am saturat sa adorm cu cuvintele pe care le-am adunat in 16 ani inutili de viata in minte , doar pentru a-mi demonstra mie ca inca nu s-a terminat rolul meu in viata asta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;O sa pot sa iti arat ce ai gresit in viata , ce oportunitati ai ratat , intotdeauna . Si tu o sa imi poti arata mie cu cate am gresit . O sa ai ce sa arati la mine . O sa am ce sa arat la tine . O sa aratam decat. Nu pot sa schimb nimic , la fel cum nici tu nu poti . Nimeni nu poate. Suntem toti o adunatura de imbecili si inutili.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Am vazut lacrimi care semanau cu ale tale....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Am facut multe lucruri ca tine , ai facut putine lucruri ca mine . Am plans cand am spus un nume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Chiar nu am crezut ca o sa ma uit in urma si o sa imi fie frica sa ma intorc la vremurile alea. Mi-e frica. Recunosc ca mi-e frica de ce am facut eu in trecutul meu . Nu vreau sa mai trec inca o data prin ce am trecut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Mi-e dor de mine cum eram odata . Mi-e dor sa pot spune ca ma stiu pe mine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-1743142635335484773?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/1743142635335484773/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/1743142635335484773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/1743142635335484773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-3741612146772358350</id><published>2010-11-07T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T01:29:23.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blow your soul away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TMcfsHpc-VI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZKZIivnb8g/s1600/blow_your_soul_slow_by_yayaaja.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TMcfsHpc-VI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZKZIivnb8g/s1600/blow_your_soul_slow_by_yayaaja.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Totul exact asa cum e acum (!!) ar cam trebui acceptat , pentru ca nu poate fi schimbat decat foarte greu , iar daca nu , deloc. Nu am incercat sa te schimb , desi am facut-o fara sa imi dau seama . Daca chiar am facut-o , imi cer scuze , pentru ca eu nu voiam sa fac asta . Te iubeam oricum , si inainte , asa cum erai . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Faptul ca esti un Jack adorabil , ca ai ochii verzi , ca stii ce si cand si cum sa spui , ca esti mult mai destept decat pari , ca mereu se vede pe tine daca ai ceva . Si esti genial !! Pentru simplul fapt ca esti la fel ca mine....si altele , dar asta e motivul principal .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-3741612146772358350?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/3741612146772358350/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/11/blow-your-soul-away.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/3741612146772358350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/3741612146772358350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/11/blow-your-soul-away.html' title='Blow your soul away'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TMcfsHpc-VI/AAAAAAAAABI/PZKZIivnb8g/s72-c/blow_your_soul_slow_by_yayaaja.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-308522033081536521</id><published>2010-11-07T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T01:27:42.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O sa inveti sa respiri. O sa invatam impreuna.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TNZvhz_p9II/AAAAAAAAABs/dlJTTrWUY5o/s1600/yrew.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TNZvhz_p9II/AAAAAAAAABs/dlJTTrWUY5o/s1600/yrew.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nu cred in destin , nu vreau sa cred in destin , vreau sa cred doar in mine . Vreau sa pot sa spun ca ceva anume s-a intamplat doar pentru ca asa am vrut eu , sau doar din vina mea . Nu vreau sa imi fie vina purtata de notiuni abstracte pe care nu pot sa mi le dovedesc eu mie insumi.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Strecor prin pielea ta sangele meu ,credinta mea , nebunia mea si caut adapost pentru stele in inima ta . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;De ce as crede in destin ? Cu ce m-ar ajuta ? Cu nimic . Nu vreau sa cred. Vreau sa cred in mine , cum am mai spus , si doar din cauza lucrului asta nu ma las sa cred in el . Nici macar nu exista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Nu te uita in ochii mei . Poate te mint . Poate te minti singur ca m-ai inteles . Poate ca te vei pierde in intunericul lor . Nu te uita in ochii mei . Or sa te minta sigur . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-308522033081536521?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/308522033081536521/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/11/o-sa-inveti-sa-respiri-o-sa-invatam.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/308522033081536521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/308522033081536521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/11/o-sa-inveti-sa-respiri-o-sa-invatam.html' title='O sa inveti sa respiri. 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Nu e vina mea ca nu exista o tija care sa se dizolve singura . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00cccc;"&gt;Dar asta nu schimba cu nimic faptul ca te iubesc , ca va iubesc , chiar mai mult decat pot eu sau chiar voi sa intelegeti . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-4374345358595542923?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/4374345358595542923/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/10/mi-e-frica.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/4374345358595542923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/4374345358595542923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/10/mi-e-frica.html' title='Mi-e frica'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-2654982887095572366</id><published>2010-10-25T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T11:31:46.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunt mandra</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TMXMwml1LyI/AAAAAAAAAA8/dTz1enguQKc/s1600/19.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TMXMwml1LyI/AAAAAAAAAA8/dTz1enguQKc/s320/19.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Pe langa faptul ca sunt narcisista in unele momente , sunt mandra de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://nuclear-holocaust.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;el&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;. Si asta doar pentru ca el e ce am cautat eu mereu . Mai putin cand e prea critic cu el insusi. Sau mult prea sentimental . Eu am dreptul , ca doar sunt fata deci pot sa plang usor ! Da , il iubesc de jumatate de an si asta e motivul pentru care sunt mandra. Inca nu am motive ca sa il fac sa inteleaga cat tin la el , cum nici el nu are si nici nu isi da seama cum ar fi daca am intelege vreunul din noi cat tinem unul la altul .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-2654982887095572366?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/2654982887095572366/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/10/sunt-mandra.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/2654982887095572366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/2654982887095572366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/10/sunt-mandra.html' title='Sunt mandra'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TMXMwml1LyI/AAAAAAAAAA8/dTz1enguQKc/s72-c/19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105256040122084540.post-5861623005521654493</id><published>2010-10-22T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T10:19:55.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TMHF7jsuxII/AAAAAAAAAAU/SSQwbd3-7XU/s1600/%5B%5B.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TMHF7jsuxII/AAAAAAAAAAU/SSQwbd3-7XU/s400/%5B%5B.bmp" width="399" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Pentru ca il iubesc de o jumatate&amp;nbsp; de an . Pentru ca nu ne-am gasit prea bine doi sentimentali care nu suporta sa il vada ,sau sa stie ca celalalt plange . Pentru ca inca ne mai iubim , chiar daca am trecut prin destul de multe . Suntem la fel de nebuni , poate chiar mai rau decat celalalt. Pentru ca el e adorabil si pentru ca are ochii verzi si caprui in acelasi timp . Pentru ca azi am stat si ne-am distrat cat de mult s-a putut , fara sa ne mai pese daca altii se supara ca ne ducem mai departe decat ei . Pentru ca face poze frumoase , si ca stie cum . Pentru simplul fapt ca il iubesc si ca el mai iubeste . E exact ce am cautat , si sunt mandra ca e al meu . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6105256040122084540-5861623005521654493?l=ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/feeds/5861623005521654493/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/10/1.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/5861623005521654493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6105256040122084540/posts/default/5861623005521654493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/2010/10/1.html' title='1.'/><author><name>m-ai uitat intr-un pahar cu apa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09509557991599209880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TRBsVRxkDBI/AAAAAAAAACw/QrvpLkEx6wc/S220/anivrsr_20090524_6828_3_600px.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7TF73O_zr3w/TMHF7jsuxII/AAAAAAAAAAU/SSQwbd3-7XU/s72-c/%5B%5B.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
