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Mi-ar placea sa am pe cineva care sa fie alaturi de mine acum…acum knd am nevoie..acum knd sufar cel mai mult.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;toti asteapta sa fiu tipa aceea vesela..care face intotdeauna glume&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;si care spune bancuri:d…as vrea sa mai pot fi aceeasi…dar nu..nu pot…e prea greu knd suferi…nimeni nu te intelege..toti vor sa fi la fel..dar nimeni nu te intreaba daca ai nevoie de ceva sau daca te pot ajuta cu ceva…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;totul mi se pare strain…nu imi sunt cunoscute nici locurile, nici persoanele de langa mine…asta poate insemna un nou inceput.poate unul mai bun…SAU…??? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Sa zambesc?..hmmm..imi pare un lucru dificil acum…cum as mai putea face asta knd nu am cui sa zambesc?...LUI?..a plecat demult…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Sa plang?...am starea necesara sa o fac…dar ceva ma opreste…ma opreste gandul&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;k o lacrima varsata inseamna sa fiu o laşa..si eu NU sunt asa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;..:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;(merci A.M.D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLSoZG6tnfQ/SJti9rykImI/AAAAAAAAACI/Rtamc55qCQ4/s400/Summer-1-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;nu poti uita NICIODATA zilele de vara. atunci strangi cele mai frumoase amintiri. Uiti de facultate, uiti de grijile cotidiene si iti iei lumea in cap. iti strangi prietenii la "petrom" (cine stie cunoaste:P) si puneti tara la cale. stiti de la inceput ca planurile nu or sa iasa, dar visatul e gratis, so..de ce nu? cel mai important lucru e sa fi cu persoanele potrivite pentru ca "those summer days" sa fie memorabile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231887791691465954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="271" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BLSoZG6tnfQ/SJtmOhB5BOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/GvnSCCDLNCU/s320/47iijb6.jpg" width="224" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473053667262065909-3413811495101415537?l=confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/feeds/3413811495101415537/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473053667262065909&amp;postID=3413811495101415537' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/3413811495101415537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/3413811495101415537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/2008/09/nu-poti-uita-niciodata-zilele-de-vara.html' title=''/><author><name>persy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09811165266591647834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLSoZG6tnfQ/R5mlyVP2g1I/AAAAAAAAABE/ucjjaip-Ad0/S220/cea+mai+tare.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BLSoZG6tnfQ/SJti9rykImI/AAAAAAAAACI/Rtamc55qCQ4/s72-c/Summer-1-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473053667262065909.post-5292644752722356581</id><published>2008-06-14T17:38:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T17:47:24.919+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLSoZG6tnfQ/SFPZ5aT_UHI/AAAAAAAAACA/UxES6W-fwPI/s1600-h/loneliness_by_soulstorm1106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLSoZG6tnfQ/SFPZ5aT_UHI/AAAAAAAAACA/UxES6W-fwPI/s400/loneliness_by_soulstorm1106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211748774136729714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  lang="DE" &gt;de atunci ai inceput sa simti un gol imens; stii ca ceva iti lipseste, dar nu stii cum sa faci sa-l umpli, nu mai poti..vrei sa plangi dar ceva te opreste; nu-ti ramane decat sa suferi in tacere si sa speri ca toate feeling-urile or sa treaca..candva..dar cand? cat mai repede ai vrea tu, dar cum timpul le vindeca pe toate, mai ai de asteptat. Pana atunci stai si analizeaza fiecare zambet pe care ti l-a dat si fiecare privire aruncata; poate ai fost tu de vina..tu ai gresit..ti-ai facut iluzii cu ceva ce nu aveai si nu o sa ai..resemeaza-te si nu mai "tintii" asa jos... nu era de tine...dar ti-a atras atentia, inseamna ca avea ceva special..ce?ochii,zambetul sau EL pe de-a-ntregul? nici nu mai tii minte. cert e ca acum regreti...regreti ca ai indraznit sa visezi..si de atunci..din acel moment ti s-a schimbat viata..poate ca in bine sau poate in rau..numai tu stii..pentru ca acum esti singura si rememorezi totul in cautarea unui raspuns... NU-l mai cauta.Raspunsul e unul singur si usor: nu te-a vrut sau stia ca nu se va putea ridica la inaltimea ta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/6473053667262065909-5292644752722356581?l=confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/feeds/5292644752722356581/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473053667262065909&amp;postID=5292644752722356581' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/5292644752722356581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/5292644752722356581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/2008/06/de-atunci-ai-inceput-sa-simti-un-gol.html' title=''/><author><name>persy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09811165266591647834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLSoZG6tnfQ/R5mlyVP2g1I/AAAAAAAAABE/ucjjaip-Ad0/S220/cea+mai+tare.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLSoZG6tnfQ/SFPZ5aT_UHI/AAAAAAAAACA/UxES6W-fwPI/s72-c/loneliness_by_soulstorm1106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473053667262065909.post-2059644009390540883</id><published>2008-06-14T13:29:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T18:39:38.240+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Have a nice ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://storage0.dms.mpinteractiv.ro/media/2/41/1815/2584792/1/audi-q5-s-line-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://storage0.dms.mpinteractiv.ro/media/2/41/1815/2584792/1/audi-q5-s-line-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gata..te-ai hotarat. Te urci in masina ta de fitza si bagi a-ntaia. Si pornesti la drum. Cu pletele in vant( pardon e aerul conditionat k nici atat de fitza nu e masina:P) te aventurezi in drumul vietii tale. Mergi frumos cu muzica data la maxim, asculti salam ca de...e pe val:))..(ma faci sa rad)... si deodata..cineva te depaseste..VAAAAIIII...cum si-a permis? nu se poate..si bagi viteza...incerci sa-l prinzi iar el incearca sa te lase in urma..suparat apesi pe acceleratie, inca putin si inca putin..daa...ai ajuns la 160 km/h..esti tare..hai k mai ai putin si il depasesti;gata ai semnalizat (parca..sau esti asa de prins in situatie incat ai uitat?) si te bagi..vine si o masina din fata..dar tu ai timp..k de..ai masina tare...yeeeeyyy..gata l-ai depasit..adica cum?se pune el cu tine?eee...Mandru de fapta ta iti continui drumul cu aceeiasi 160 la ora...dar stai...inca unul si-a permis sa stea in fata ta si mai are si dacie,ce papuci?... te bagi, ca intotdeauna, intr-o depasire pe care numai tu o poti face.Ce mai conteaza ca e linie continua si  curba in  fata.tu si masina ta fitza faceti fata...so..te bagi..ai viteza..sigur iti iese si asta...daaa..mai ai putin..ink putin..si..si..siiiii....vine un tir din fata...:((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru toti vitezomanii si pentru cei care cred ca daca au masini "tari" soseaua este a lor. NU uitati: in mijloc e o pedala...se numeste FRANA!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473053667262065909-2059644009390540883?l=confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/feeds/2059644009390540883/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473053667262065909&amp;postID=2059644009390540883' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/2059644009390540883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/2059644009390540883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/2008/06/have-nice-ride.html' title='Have a nice ride'/><author><name>persy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09811165266591647834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLSoZG6tnfQ/R5mlyVP2g1I/AAAAAAAAABE/ucjjaip-Ad0/S220/cea+mai+tare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473053667262065909.post-6304493781603131801</id><published>2008-06-04T12:37:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T12:44:55.511+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Lista cu vise</title><content type='html'>Viata este construita pe baza dorintelor noastre. Ele ne impun actiunile pe care le facem. De cate ori nu ati zis “As vrea sa..”, “Visul meu e sa…”? Poate nu s-au indeplinit toate, dar unele trebuie sa se fi concretizat pentru ca altfel viata ar fi fost foarte monotona; iar eu, in jurul meu nu vad oameni tristi:P.&lt;br /&gt;Lista mea de dorinte suna cam asa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vreau sa am propria afacere &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vreau sa vad Central Park&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vreau sa inot cu delfinii:P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vreau sa calatoresc in cele mai exotice locuri&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vreau sa pot manca ciocolata in fiecare zi:)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vreau sa am o casa mare cu gradina si piscina&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vreau sa ma vad in fiecare zi cu prietenii&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vreau sa iau toate examenele(ca tot sunt in sesiune:P)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vreau sa fac o nebunie pe care sa nu o uit niciodata&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vreau sa invat sa dansez street-dance&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Si lista poate continua…cu vise mai mult sau mai putin realizabile.&lt;br /&gt;Acum vreau sa stiu care sunt visele si dorintele voastre care va fac sa va treziti dimineata cu zambetul pe buze si care va fac sa vreti sa traiti pentru ele.&lt;br /&gt;So…a penny for your dreams:P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473053667262065909-6304493781603131801?l=confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/feeds/6304493781603131801/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473053667262065909&amp;postID=6304493781603131801' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/6304493781603131801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/6304493781603131801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/2008/06/lista-cu-vise.html' title='Lista cu vise'/><author><name>persy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09811165266591647834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLSoZG6tnfQ/R5mlyVP2g1I/AAAAAAAAABE/ucjjaip-Ad0/S220/cea+mai+tare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473053667262065909.post-7306578918065025593</id><published>2008-04-06T01:57:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T02:42:58.471+03:00</updated><title type='text'>What is that you wish for?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://amedeia.files.wordpress.com/2007/05/red-sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://amedeia.files.wordpress.com/2007/05/red-sky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://amedeia.files.wordpress.com/2007/05/red-sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Viata nu a fost niciodata asa cum am vrut;si asta din cauza noastra;nu am facut niciodata ceea ce am vrut,ceea ce am simtit…cum sa tipi cand cei din jurul tau tac?...cum sa te bucuri cand toti din jurul tau sunt tristi? Cum sa faci ceea ce vrei cand toti din jurul tau nu te lasa?&lt;br /&gt;Cum ar fi ca intr-o zi sa afli ca mai ai de trait doar cateva luni?ce ai face?...te-ai mai lasa influentat de ceilalti sau macar pe ultima suta de metri ai face cu adevarat ceea ce ai vrut sa faci o viata intreaga?&lt;br /&gt;Niciodata nu m-am gandit la asta;dar cred ca toti am fi mai fericiti in acele ultime luni;ne-am implini cele mai arzatoare dorinte;…cum ar fi ca toti sa radem mai mult si sa nu mai stim sa plangem?cum ar fi sa te duci sa-i duci o floare fetei de la chioscul de ziare doar ca sa poti sa-i vezi zambetul?...sau cum ar fi sa iti strangi toti prietenii,sa faci un castron mare de floricele si sa incepeti sa depanati cele mai frumoase amintiri pe care le aveti impreuna?...&lt;br /&gt;Stau in fata calculatorului si ma gandesc ce sa mai scriu…mi-e greu sa scriu despre ceva ce nu vreau sa se intample;nu vreau sa mai am cateva luni de trait,dar vreau sa traiesc fiecare zi ca si cand ar fi ultima…stiu e un cliseu , dar e unul uitat de multi dintre noi.cand stii ca ai toata viata inainte spui mereu “lasa..mai am timp”…si ce faci?amani sa faci ceea ce ti-ai dorit, cu toate ca visele tale sunt cele care te tin in viata;…&lt;br /&gt;Nu stim sa ne traim cu adevarat viata;suntem prinsi intr-o lume fada,intr-o lume oarba si muta…toate astea pentru ca NOI am uitat sa ne pictam singuri destinul in culori;am uitat sa vedem cu sufletul si am uitat sa vorbim cu gandul…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:un sfat:uitati-va la "The Bucket list"..merita vizionat...&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/6473053667262065909-7306578918065025593?l=confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/feeds/7306578918065025593/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473053667262065909&amp;postID=7306578918065025593' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/7306578918065025593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/7306578918065025593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-is-that-you-wish-for.html' title='What is that you wish for?'/><author><name>persy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09811165266591647834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLSoZG6tnfQ/R5mlyVP2g1I/AAAAAAAAABE/ucjjaip-Ad0/S220/cea+mai+tare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473053667262065909.post-6351610005597827899</id><published>2008-04-03T20:16:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T20:23:07.604+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Better in time?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript" src="http://www.trilulilu.ro/embed-video/Letolas/96d2ee7dcd9ec8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript"&gt;show_96d2ee7dcd9ec8(448, 386);&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been the longest winter without you&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know where to turn to &lt;br /&gt;See somehow I can't forget you&lt;br /&gt;After all that we've been through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going coming thought I heard a knock&lt;br /&gt;Who's there no one&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that I deserve it &lt;br /&gt;Now I realise that I really didn't know&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't notice you mean everything &lt;br /&gt;Quickly I'm learning to love again&lt;br /&gt;All I know is I'm gon' be ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Thought I couldn't live without you&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna hurt when it heals too&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;And even though I really love you&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna smile cause I deserve to &lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't turn on the TV&lt;br /&gt;Without something there to remaind me &lt;br /&gt;Was it all that easy&lt;br /&gt;To just put aside your feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm dreaming don't wanna laugh&lt;br /&gt;Hurt my feelings but that's the path&lt;br /&gt;I believe in &lt;br /&gt;And I know that time will heal it&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't notice boy you meant everything&lt;br /&gt;Quickly I'm learning to love again&lt;br /&gt;All I know is I'm gon' be ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Thought I couldn't live without you&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna hurt when it heals too&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;And even though I really love you&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna smile cause I deserve to &lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since there's no more you and me&lt;br /&gt;It's time I let you go &lt;br /&gt;So I can be free&lt;br /&gt;And live my life how it should be &lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard it is I'll be fine without you&lt;br /&gt;Yes I will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus: X2]&lt;br /&gt;Thought I couldn't live without you&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna hurt when it heals too&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;And even though I really love you&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna smile cause I deserve to &lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473053667262065909-6351610005597827899?l=confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/feeds/6351610005597827899/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473053667262065909&amp;postID=6351610005597827899' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/6351610005597827899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/6351610005597827899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/2008/04/from-lyrics-mode.html' title='Better in time?!'/><author><name>persy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09811165266591647834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLSoZG6tnfQ/R5mlyVP2g1I/AAAAAAAAABE/ucjjaip-Ad0/S220/cea+mai+tare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473053667262065909.post-1184029238681917130</id><published>2008-04-01T11:27:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T13:50:53.371+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cut!!!...Action!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tapciuc.ro/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/10/film3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://tapciuc.ro/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/10/film3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cum ar fi ca pentru o singura zi sa traim exact ca in filme? Sa fim actorii propriului nostru scenariu, sa jucam un rol pe care ni l-am dorit dintotdeauna si sa putem spune STOP atunci cand vrem sa schimbam ceva.?&lt;br /&gt;Oare ce film ar fi viata fiecaruia:o comedie, un film romantic, un thriller sau un film de groaza?Oare toti am fi protagonisti sau am pune pe altcineva in prim-plan?Ar vrea cineva sa fie personajul negativ sau ar fi un film cu oameni buni?Oare aceste filme ar schimba macar pentru o zi vietile noastre?...atatea intrebari…dar raspunsurile intarzie sa apara.&lt;br /&gt;Eu as vrea sa fiu protagonista unui film romantic…asta mi-am dorit intotdeauna:sa joc intr-un film.Cum ar fi scenariul?...unul simplu…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Protagonisti&lt;/strong&gt;- &lt;em&gt;EA&lt;/em&gt;:adica eu,aceeasi din realitate;o fata timida ce viseaza mai mereu cu ochii deschisi, careia ii place sa fie inconjurata de prieteni si careia ii place sa rada.&lt;br /&gt;                           -&lt;em&gt;EL&lt;/em&gt;:un baiat care nu este niciodata singur;poate avea orice fata isi doreste;ii place sa creada ca este superior tuturor si ii place sa faca glumite pe seama celorlalti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Personaje secundare&lt;/strong&gt;- prietenii lor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alte personaje&lt;/strong&gt;: restul lumii.&lt;br /&gt;Ce as vrea eu sa se intample in filmul meu de o zi?pai…mi-ar placea ca EL sa se indragosteasca de EA atunci cand din intamplare li se intersecteaza privirea si sa devina interesat de tot ce este legat de EA. Sa inceapa sa-si dea seama ca exista cineva care il poate intelege, care poate sa-i impartaseasca gandurile si gusturile.&lt;br /&gt;EA ar trebui sa inceapa sa aiba incredere in EL…sa accepte o relatie bazata pe tachinari si glumite care fac ca relatia lor sa aiba sare si piper…sa inceapa sa fie fericita si sa nu se mai gandeasca la ziua de maine;EA trebuie sa invete ca alaturi de EL ziua de azi e importanta si sa o traiasca la maxim.&lt;br /&gt;Personajele secundare joaca rolul cel mai important: ii fac pe cei doi mult mai fericiti,pentru ca intotdeauna a avea adevaratii prieteni langa tine inseamna mult;inseamna ca vor te vor sustine atunci cand dai de greu,te vor asculta atunci cand ai ceva de spus si vei avea parte de cea mai mare distractie atunci cand esti cu ei.&lt;br /&gt;Si pentru ca este filmul meu,toate aceste scene se vor petrece intr-o lume plina de oameni buni care stiu sa pretuiasca ceea ce au,stiu sa-si ceara scuze atunci cand gresesc,chiar si atunci cand te calca din greseala pe picior, stiu sa zambeasca, etc..ati prins ideea..adica o lume cu adevarat ireala:))&lt;br /&gt;Finalul filmului bineinteles ca va fi unul fericit atat pentru cei doi tineri cat si pentru celelalte personaje.&lt;br /&gt;Dar este un film de “scurt-metraj” iar a doua zi ma voi trezi in aceeasi camera de camin, in acelasi oras “frumos” plin de oameni nemanierati.Insa un lucru ma face sa ma bucur de lumea asta: prietenii mei.Stiu ca ei vor fi si in film si in realitate. Cat despre EL, in lumea reala, inca il mai astept:)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asta e scenariul meu de film…Voi in ce rol va vedeti?Cum ar fi filmul vostru?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473053667262065909-1184029238681917130?l=confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/feeds/1184029238681917130/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473053667262065909&amp;postID=1184029238681917130' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/1184029238681917130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/1184029238681917130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/2008/04/cutaction.html' title='Cut!!!...Action!!!'/><author><name>persy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09811165266591647834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLSoZG6tnfQ/R5mlyVP2g1I/AAAAAAAAABE/ucjjaip-Ad0/S220/cea+mai+tare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473053667262065909.post-5291358025534269948</id><published>2008-03-17T04:09:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T04:12:15.825+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Te amo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LPWbeJktyfA&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LPWbeJktyfA&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473053667262065909-5291358025534269948?l=confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/feeds/5291358025534269948/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473053667262065909&amp;postID=5291358025534269948' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/5291358025534269948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/5291358025534269948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/2008/03/te-amo_17.html' title='Te amo...'/><author><name>persy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09811165266591647834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLSoZG6tnfQ/R5mlyVP2g1I/AAAAAAAAABE/ucjjaip-Ad0/S220/cea+mai+tare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473053667262065909.post-7317076888906072289</id><published>2008-03-13T23:47:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T22:04:27.753+02:00</updated><title type='text'>NOI...ieri</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLSoZG6tnfQ/R9raOcHAL2I/AAAAAAAAABU/ZtAxrLQX81s/s1600-h/poza+frumoasa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLSoZG6tnfQ/R9raOcHAL2I/AAAAAAAAABU/ZtAxrLQX81s/s400/poza+frumoasa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177690663214395234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu mai esti cel de ieri...nu te mai recunosc..nu te mai vad...ai devenit doar o amintire care ma raneste din ce in ce mai mult...as vrea sa mai cred in zambetul tau  care ma facea de fiecare data sa ma topesc;as vrea sa mai simt cum privirea ta o cauta pe a mea;as vrea sa ma mai inrosesc de fiecare data cand te vad;as vrea sa...sa fi al meu...cum fac?&lt;br /&gt;Nici eu nu mai sunt cea de ieri...cea care se topea dupa zambetul tau;cea care vroia sa-ti intalneasca privirea...nu..m-am schimbat..cu fiecare zi care trece invat sa te uit..invat sa iti uit ochii..invat sa nu mai zambesc doar ca sa nu-mi aduc aminte de al tau...invat...dar uit repede ce am invatat..si ma trezesc iar cu gandul la tine...ai devenit motivul pentru care eu ma trezesc de dimineata....motivul pentru care eu zambesc in fiecare zi, dar in acelasi timp motivul pentru care plang...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Imi este greu, desi nu arat asta;poate nu vreau sa arat..pentru ca asa mi-as pierde toata speranta...si nu pot face asta..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473053667262065909-7317076888906072289?l=confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/feeds/7317076888906072289/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473053667262065909&amp;postID=7317076888906072289' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/7317076888906072289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/7317076888906072289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/2008/03/noiieri.html' title='NOI...ieri'/><author><name>persy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09811165266591647834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLSoZG6tnfQ/R5mlyVP2g1I/AAAAAAAAABE/ucjjaip-Ad0/S220/cea+mai+tare.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BLSoZG6tnfQ/R9raOcHAL2I/AAAAAAAAABU/ZtAxrLQX81s/s72-c/poza+frumoasa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473053667262065909.post-4228656941579121407</id><published>2008-03-01T18:23:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T20:39:45.224+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentimente patetice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.sferaonline.ro/images_dinamic/articol_1297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.sferaonline.ro/images_dinamic/articol_1297.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Simti intepaturi in partea stanga si furnicaturi in stomac de fiecare data cand il/o vezi, dar si cand te gandesti la el/ea;esti aerian(a) non-stop,faci greseli la orice pas si ai un zambet tamp mereu pe fata.E clar:febra dragostei si-a pus amprenta.E un sentiment placut si in acelasi timp iritant;nu stii cum sa reactionezi:e ceva nou pentru tine pentru ca nu ai mai simtit asa ceva pana acum.stai si te intrebi daca doar iti place de el/ea sau te-ai indragostit;sau poate il/o iubesti...aici chiar e o problema:cum faci diferenta intre cele 3 sentimente?&lt;br /&gt;Dupa parerea mea &lt;em&gt;a placea &lt;/em&gt;pe cineva inseamna sa-ti placa fizicul lui/ei, sa-ti placa felul lui/ei de a se imbraca si felul lui/ei de a vorbi.Cand placi pe cineva nu te implici emotional foarte mult;te rezumi numai la lucruri exterioare.Cand incepi sa descoperi ca cel/cea pe care tu il/o placi are aceleasi conceptii ca si tine, are aceleasi hobby-uri, asculta acelasi gen de muzica si face unele lucruri ca tine incepi sa te &lt;em&gt;indragostesti&lt;/em&gt;...te vezi pe tine in el/ea.incepi sa il/o analizezi mai atent(a),incerci sa vezi cum suna numele tau langa numele lui de familie(in cazul fetelor) si deja incepi sa il/o ai tot timpul in minte;altceva deja nu te mai intereseaza.vrei doar sa il/o vezi cat mai repede. E momentul in care crezi ca il/o iubesti;dar nu.&lt;em&gt; A iubi&lt;/em&gt; inseamna mai mult decat atat. Inseamna sa-i accepti toate defectele si calitatile...sa accepti faptul ca el sforaie sau ca ea cheltuie banii tai de bere;cand iubesti faci compromisuri,uiti de orgoliu si incerci prin orice metoda sa il/o tii langa tine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunt sentimente "patetice" pentru unii.De ce?pentru ca unii considera ca suferi atunci cand te indragostesti.Nu!!!!...in dragoste nu trebuie sa existe suferinta;ba din contra,e perioada in care esti cel mai fericit, zambesti cel mai mult si totul merge struna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stiu ca suna aiurea, dar:INDRAGOSTITI-VA!....nici nu stiti ce pierdeti:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473053667262065909-4228656941579121407?l=confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/feeds/4228656941579121407/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473053667262065909&amp;postID=4228656941579121407' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/4228656941579121407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/4228656941579121407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/2008/03/sentimente-patetice.html' title='Sentimente patetice'/><author><name>persy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09811165266591647834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLSoZG6tnfQ/R5mlyVP2g1I/AAAAAAAAABE/ucjjaip-Ad0/S220/cea+mai+tare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473053667262065909.post-862246357865840081</id><published>2008-02-27T13:08:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T13:41:10.386+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship never ends..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://pravstalk.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/pravs-j-hold-on-to-friendship.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://pravstalk.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/pravs-j-hold-on-to-friendship.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cu totii am visat sa avem macar un/o prieten(a) buna caruia/careia sa-i povestim toata viata noastra in cele mai mici detalii;putini insa au avut norocul asta.&lt;br /&gt;Eu sunt fericita ca fac parte din categoria celor norocosi...am cei mai buni prieteni;noroc cu facultatea.&lt;br /&gt;Nu a fost mereu asa.a trebuit sa ma "ard" foarte tare la faza cu prietenii.am acordat prea multa incredere oamenilor si eu am iesit n pierdere...Dc?cu ce am gresit?.k am fost acolo mereu pentru ei, iar knd am avut eu nevoie toti erau prea "ocupati"?...sau ca am trecut cu vederea anumite faze si am fost luata de fraiera?whatever..acum lucrurile s-au schimbat.&lt;br /&gt;De ce am avut noroc cu facultatea?pentru ca odata cu sosirea in bucuresti am simtit cat de greu e sa te descurci singur intr-un oras atat de mare si cel mai important am aflat cum e sa ai muuulti prieteni(adevarati!!!).&lt;br /&gt;E super sa stii k poti conta pe ajutorul lor la orice ora din zi si din noapte;sa stii ca cineva te asculta atunci cand ai probleme si e marfa sa stii k ei sunt singurele persoane cu care te poti distra pana la 4-5 dimineata fara sa spuna ca le este somn:))&lt;br /&gt;    Va iubesc pe toti si imi pare bine k sunteti prietenii mei!(..va stiti;nu trebuie sa dau nume:P))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473053667262065909-862246357865840081?l=confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/feeds/862246357865840081/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473053667262065909&amp;postID=862246357865840081' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/862246357865840081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/862246357865840081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/2008/02/friendship-never-ends.html' title='Friendship never ends..'/><author><name>persy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09811165266591647834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLSoZG6tnfQ/R5mlyVP2g1I/AAAAAAAAABE/ucjjaip-Ad0/S220/cea+mai+tare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473053667262065909.post-1807585655730061665</id><published>2008-02-24T03:09:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T03:15:57.469+02:00</updated><title type='text'>No promises...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d8T3RFb58hg&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d8T3RFb58hg&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473053667262065909-1807585655730061665?l=confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/feeds/1807585655730061665/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473053667262065909&amp;postID=1807585655730061665' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/1807585655730061665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/1807585655730061665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/2008/02/no-promises.html' title='No promises...'/><author><name>persy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09811165266591647834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLSoZG6tnfQ/R5mlyVP2g1I/AAAAAAAAABE/ucjjaip-Ad0/S220/cea+mai+tare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473053667262065909.post-7649992156911261787</id><published>2008-02-15T10:19:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T11:57:23.763+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Leapsa</title><content type='html'>Cum nu-l pot dezamagi pe Radu,preiau leapsa de la el.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ia cartea care este cea mai aproape de tine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Deschide-o la pagina 123.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Găseste a 5-a propozitie/frază.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Postează pe blog textul următoarelor 4 propozitii/fraze cu aceste instructiuni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Nu îndrazni sa scotocesti prin rafturi după cartea aceea foarte deosebită sau “intelectuală”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Da leapsa mai departe la alti 6 prieteni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cartea cea mai aproape de mine este "Memoriile unei gheise" de Arthur Golden, carte pe care o recitesc cu foarte mare placere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Oricum, eram acolo,pe lista,alaturi de un scurt paragraf care spunea cateva lucruri despre mine, inclusiv faptul ca m-am nascut la Kyoto-ceea ce evident nu era adevarat.Si pot sa te asigur si ca n-am fost una dintre cele mai stralucitoare douazeci de gheise ale Gionului;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...cui sa predeau stafeta???...pai tuturor celor din lista mea...in special lui petty, brutus, mede,si ioana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473053667262065909-7649992156911261787?l=confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/feeds/7649992156911261787/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473053667262065909&amp;postID=7649992156911261787' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/7649992156911261787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/7649992156911261787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/2008/02/leapsa.html' title='Leapsa'/><author><name>persy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09811165266591647834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLSoZG6tnfQ/R5mlyVP2g1I/AAAAAAAAABE/ucjjaip-Ad0/S220/cea+mai+tare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473053667262065909.post-7216039885234537242</id><published>2008-02-14T11:57:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T11:56:56.047+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Would you be my Valentine?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.make-stuff.com/kids/coloring_pages/images/c_val_cupids.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.make-stuff.com/kids/coloring_pages/images/c_val_cupids.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O intrebare pe care multi o vor adresa azi iubitilor/iubitelor.Si apoi se vor plimba prin parc, se vor tine de mana, vor manca vata pe bat, se vor uita unul la altul si se vor intelege din priviri, iar apoi se vor saruta prelung.&lt;br /&gt;Iar eu?...eu voi sta acasa, cu dulciurile langa mine, gandindu-ma ca nu am pe nimeni caruia sa-i pun intrebarea asta. De fapt am...il am pe el in gand mereu,dar nu am curajul sa-i spun asta;imi e prea greu cand stiu deja care e raspunsul. Asa ca prefer(cel putin acum) sa ma gandesc ce frumos as fi fost daca...,ce frumos ar fi fost sa...,si cate si mai cate ganduri legate de noi doi(ce bine suna)&lt;br /&gt;Stau uneori si ma intreb de ce e asa greu sa vorbesc cu el;sa fie oare din cauza ca sunt timida sau privirea lui ma intimideaza?oare sunt eu prea tacuta sau el ma face sa-mi pierd cuvintele?...nici eu nu stiu;e o enigma pentru mine si tocmai de aceea imi place:pentru ca e greu de descoperit. Cu toate astea, zilele mele sunt mult mai frumoase atunci cand il vad:zambesc intruna,iar tensiunea imi creste imediat.&lt;br /&gt;Dar lucrurile vor evolua,iar dragostea poate ramane sau poate trece(greu,dar trece). Important e ca a fost si ca am trait acest sentiment, cu toate partile lui bune si proaste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473053667262065909-7216039885234537242?l=confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/feeds/7216039885234537242/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473053667262065909&amp;postID=7216039885234537242' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/7216039885234537242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/7216039885234537242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/2008/02/would-you-be-my-valentine.html' title='Would you be my Valentine?'/><author><name>persy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09811165266591647834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLSoZG6tnfQ/R5mlyVP2g1I/AAAAAAAAABE/ucjjaip-Ad0/S220/cea+mai+tare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473053667262065909.post-5519597549735722380</id><published>2008-02-12T20:08:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T13:32:38.578+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Frumusetea lucrurilor simple</title><content type='html'>Azi am fost la spital;am vrut sa vad daca totul e ok cu mine(inca nu mi-am facut un control la cap, deci mai am sanse sa nu fiu zdravana:P)&lt;br /&gt;E trist. E foarte trist cati oameni sunt bolnavi...si nu numai oameni in varsta ci si tineri. In momentele astea, cand astepti rezultatele analizelor, iti dai seama cat de importanta e viata.&lt;br /&gt;Trebuie sa te bucuri de ea;trebuie sa iubesti mai mult, sa daruiesti mai mult. Fa ceea ce nu ai facut pana acum:du-te la el/ea si spune-i ca il/o placi; du-te si spune-le prietenilor tai cat de norocos esti ca ii ai alaturi; du-te si spune-le parintilor ca ii iubesti asa cum sunt(chiar daca nu iti dau bani suficienti sau iti interzic anumite lucruri);du-te si da-te in masinutele din parcul de distractii ca sa iti aduci aminte cat de frumos e sa fii copil&lt;br /&gt;Fa toate astea, caci viata e frumoasa daca nu esti singur. E frumoasa atunci cand esti fericit;si fericit esti cand iubitul/iubita , parintii, prietenii, catelul, purcelul:P sunt toti alaturi de tine sprijinindu-te in orice situatie fara nicio conditie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473053667262065909-5519597549735722380?l=confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/feeds/5519597549735722380/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473053667262065909&amp;postID=5519597549735722380' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/5519597549735722380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/5519597549735722380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/2008/02/frumusetea-lucrurilor-simple.html' title='Frumusetea lucrurilor simple'/><author><name>persy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09811165266591647834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLSoZG6tnfQ/R5mlyVP2g1I/AAAAAAAAABE/ucjjaip-Ad0/S220/cea+mai+tare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473053667262065909.post-4813785974389324196</id><published>2008-02-11T22:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T22:27:42.590+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Zambeste</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;atunci cand toti din jurul tau sunt tristi: ZAMBESTE!...vor zambi si ei mai tarziu&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;atunci cand primesti un refuz: ZAMBESTE!...va fi mai usor de acceptat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;atunci cand ploua: ZAMBESTE!...va iesi si soarele curand&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;atunci cand te trezesti: ZAMBESTE!... va fi cea mai frumoasa zi&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;atunci cand pici un examen: ZAMBESTE!...il poti da in toamna...sau la anu':))&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orice ai face si orice ti s-ar intampla, bucura-te de viata si nu regreta nimic. Viata e prea frumoasa ca sa nu te bucuri de ea. Traieste-o la maxim facand doar ceea ce-ti trece prin cap.Carpe diem!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473053667262065909-4813785974389324196?l=confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/feeds/4813785974389324196/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473053667262065909&amp;postID=4813785974389324196' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/4813785974389324196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/4813785974389324196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/2008/02/zambeste.html' title='Zambeste'/><author><name>persy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09811165266591647834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLSoZG6tnfQ/R5mlyVP2g1I/AAAAAAAAABE/ucjjaip-Ad0/S220/cea+mai+tare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473053667262065909.post-5636016786754864266</id><published>2008-01-31T18:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T19:27:55.544+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Timpul...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.templotibidabo.org/relatos/fotos/clepsidra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.templotibidabo.org/relatos/fotos/clepsidra.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As vrea sa dau timpul inapoi, sa mai traiesc o data tot ceea ce am trait pana acum;sa pot sa fac ceea ce nu am avut curajul sa fac si sa spun ceea ce nu am putut sa spun.&lt;br /&gt;Dar timpul trece..nu te lasa sa-ti mai intorci privirea spre locul de unde ai plecat;ramai doar cu amintirile si cu gustul amar al regretelor ca ai fi putut sa faci mai mult, ca ai fi putut sa te duci sa-i spui ce simti, ca ai fi putut sa tipi atunci cand ai simtit nevoia si ca ai fi putut sa zambesti atunci cand nu aveai de ce sa fi trist(a)...&lt;br /&gt;As vrea sa dau timpul inapoi!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473053667262065909-5636016786754864266?l=confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/feeds/5636016786754864266/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473053667262065909&amp;postID=5636016786754864266' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/5636016786754864266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/5636016786754864266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/2008/01/timpul.html' title='Timpul...'/><author><name>persy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09811165266591647834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLSoZG6tnfQ/R5mlyVP2g1I/AAAAAAAAABE/ucjjaip-Ad0/S220/cea+mai+tare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473053667262065909.post-6972783417722993166</id><published>2008-01-30T19:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T19:45:57.069+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Close to you</title><content type='html'>Daca o poza face cat o mie de cuvinte, atunci videoclipul va exprima exact ceea ce simt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d8DElH2Zuzc&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d8DElH2Zuzc&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473053667262065909-6972783417722993166?l=confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/feeds/6972783417722993166/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473053667262065909&amp;postID=6972783417722993166' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/6972783417722993166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/6972783417722993166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/2008/01/daca-o-poza-face-cat-o-mie-de-cuvinte.html' title='Close to you'/><author><name>persy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09811165266591647834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLSoZG6tnfQ/R5mlyVP2g1I/AAAAAAAAABE/ucjjaip-Ad0/S220/cea+mai+tare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473053667262065909.post-1584741978975576165</id><published>2008-01-24T15:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T20:39:45.651+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Comunicare(...sau nu!!!)</title><content type='html'>"Buna!ce faci?Ai invatat ceva?"...liniste...&lt;br /&gt;Hei, vorbesc cu tine. Sunt aici in fata ta.Aaaaa....scuza-ma;am uitat ca nu sunt din aceeasi grupa cu tine...so I have 2 talk 2 the hand..:((&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck people???...e chiar atat de greu sa "o punem de-o prietenie"?...hello...trebuie sa comunicam, sa spunem ce simtim, sa spunem ce vrem sau nu vrem. Daca nu vrei sa vorbesti, spune-mi, ca plec...dar spune-mi;sa stiu ca poti lega doua vorbe, sa stiu ca nu sunt inexistenta. O sa-ti para rau mai tarziu cand o sa te gandesti "Frate, de ce puii mei nu i-am raspuns la salut?"...iti spun eu de ce..de fraier; ca nu stii sa spui lucrurilor pe nume; vorbeai doar cu colegii si prietenii tai si restul nu mai contau.&lt;br /&gt;COMUNICAREA!!!cat de mult inseamna:nu trebuie sa spui lucruri multe si banale...spune lucruri putine, dar spune-le...e tot ce conteaza!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: cam asta se intampla in jurul nostru.comunicarea nu mai exista...foarte greu legi o prietenie.dc? pentru ca nu stii sa-ti exprimi parerea, sentimentele...barierele comunicationale sunt mai mari decat orice act interuman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473053667262065909-1584741978975576165?l=confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/feeds/1584741978975576165/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473053667262065909&amp;postID=1584741978975576165' title='9 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/1584741978975576165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/1584741978975576165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/2008/01/comunicaresau-nu.html' title='Comunicare(...sau nu!!!)'/><author><name>persy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09811165266591647834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLSoZG6tnfQ/R5mlyVP2g1I/AAAAAAAAABE/ucjjaip-Ad0/S220/cea+mai+tare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473053667262065909.post-8586559126501365541</id><published>2008-01-24T15:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T16:08:35.045+02:00</updated><title type='text'>De la mine pentru tine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dap...Recunosc:imi placi...te vreau...vreau sa fii al meu, al meu pentru totdeauna. M-am indragostit de cum te-am vazut;nu ma mai pot gandi la altceva...mi-ai intrat in sange...esti peste tot.off,nu mai pot!gata!...trebuie sa fi al meu;trebuie sa fac ceva.Dar ce?aaaa...vin, vin si te iau. Diseara e party si trebuie sa fi al meu;sa ma mandresc cu tine:cat de bun esti si cat de bine imi sta cu tine...ca doar esti un ceas swatch si mergi la orice tinuta:)):P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473053667262065909-8586559126501365541?l=confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/feeds/8586559126501365541/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473053667262065909&amp;postID=8586559126501365541' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/8586559126501365541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/8586559126501365541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/2008/01/de-la-mine-pentru-tine.html' title='De la mine pentru tine'/><author><name>persy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09811165266591647834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLSoZG6tnfQ/R5mlyVP2g1I/AAAAAAAAABE/ucjjaip-Ad0/S220/cea+mai+tare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473053667262065909.post-3182661971815029935</id><published>2008-01-24T13:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T13:36:06.922+02:00</updated><title type='text'>In noapte...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;E frig...prea frig totusi;nu poti face nimic.Ai trei bluze pe tine si nimic...tot iti este frig. Cum sa faci? Iesi afara, ca alta idee mai buna nu ti-a trecut prin cap. Si pleci. E noapte, dar luna lumineaza cat de cat cerul...te plimbi...Incepi sa te gandesti.la ce?la nimicuri ca de obicei...dar tot iti este frig. "Frate,am trei bluze pe mine si inghet"; dar nu prea iti pasa...Treci prin parc;pe o banca, un tip si o tipa se sarutau.sunt indragostiti...si de-o data iti dai seama de ce iti este frig: nu ai pe nimeni langa tine:((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473053667262065909-3182661971815029935?l=confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/feeds/3182661971815029935/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473053667262065909&amp;postID=3182661971815029935' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/3182661971815029935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473053667262065909/posts/default/3182661971815029935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confessions-and-facts.blogspot.com/2008/01/in-noapte.html' title='In noapte...'/><author><name>persy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09811165266591647834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BLSoZG6tnfQ/R5mlyVP2g1I/AAAAAAAAABE/ucjjaip-Ad0/S220/cea+mai+tare.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
