tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535133964207216442024-03-05T04:34:03.648-08:00ßьצŧzֆά • ηմ Ðă 2 ьάηιι ρέ ֆэηŧiмεηŧέℓε ŧάℓεεε •Lasa-i sa plece. Daca au ales sa te paraseasca, inseamna ca nu au fost niciodata acolo pentru tine !ßьצŧzֆά • ηմ Ðă 2 ьάηιι ρέ ֆэηŧiмεηŧέℓε ŧάℓεεε •http://www.blogger.com/profile/09216745665410418264noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-353513396420721644.post-29763739357302589542011-04-18T16:48:00.000-07:002011-04-18T06:53:04.147-07:00Iar scriu despre tine. Vezi macar mi-am adus aminte de ziua ta, chiar daca tu ai uitat de-a mea`!<span style="color: blue;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial, "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Imi pusesem in gand sa nu mai scriu nici macar un rand pe blog despre tine. </span></b></span><br />
<span style="color: blue;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial, "Helvetica", sans-serif;">De ce? Poate pentru ca nu meriti sau cel putin asa cred eu.</span></b></span><br />
<span style="color: blue;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial, "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Fac aceasta postare fiindca imi adusesem aminte cum ca de Florii este si ziua ta, si ma gandisem sa iti spun </span></b></span><span style="color: magenta;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial, "Helvetica", sans-serif;">La Multi Ani, Multa Sanatate si Fericire si sper ca acolo unde esti sa iti fie mai bine. </span></b></span><span style="color: blue;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial, "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Im</span></b></span><span style="color: blue;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial, "Helvetica", sans-serif;">i daduse pana si lacrimiile cu o seara inainte de Floriii,cand am stat in pat, si mi-am amintit cum ca acel amarat de La Multi Ani in fiecare an,iti era spus mai intai de mine, apoi de ceilalti.</span></b></span><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsjRJlEIsApsIvfZqN1pq6T_wX1YeSnIpfuVUAuetAu-bDGSN-nLE82h6bTbm7YCWAdreD_BliIm1ogfI_d8rx6uVqZVYDljSYtCRq6Jj5s9g-uKma40FIm9bg_NDQL3UlM_-aHdC6zXv0/s1600/singuratate.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsjRJlEIsApsIvfZqN1pq6T_wX1YeSnIpfuVUAuetAu-bDGSN-nLE82h6bTbm7YCWAdreD_BliIm1ogfI_d8rx6uVqZVYDljSYtCRq6Jj5s9g-uKma40FIm9bg_NDQL3UlM_-aHdC6zXv0/s320/singuratate.jpg" width="247" /></a></div><b><span style="color: blue;"><span style="font-family: Arial, "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Iti da un msj ca sa il suni poate adoarme si atunci sa il suni pana se trezeste. Zis si facut,doar ca proastei de mine ii expirase minutele, si cand il sun in continuu ca disperata, el.. ce sa raspuna? ii intra casuta intr-una. Dupa cateva minunte cu nervii intinsi la maxim,plec poate, poate ma asteapta. De fapt era in pat dormea,nici nu ii pasa... </span></span></b><b><span style="color: blue;"><span style="font-family: Arial, "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Tipic barbatilor in general, sa te faca sa ii astepti cateva zeci de minute, dar mai nasol e cand uita... iti da intalnire si tot el o amana,sau se face ca uita si nu vine, si stai si il astepti, cu toate ca nu vine, de parca tu ai trebui sa ii astepti pe ei si nu ei pe tine. </span></span></b><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Crezi ca meriti lacrimile noastre? ... Am inteles ca nu pot face 1ooo de persoane sa ma placa,sau sa ma iubeasca.. dar crezand ca fiind surori merit sa tii la mine catusi de putin... </span><br />
<span style="color: blue;">Am inteles ca nu pot fii prietena cu oricine, cum stiu la fel de bine ca nu pot da timpul inapoi nici daca as vrea, si poate ca chiar daca as da timpul inapoi tot nu as intelege plecarea ta, absurda, lipsita de orice logica. Poate pana la urma ai vrut sa iti bati joc de toti cei care te-au iubit, sa ii faci sa plateasca pentru ceva, dar bucuta-te ai reusit ceea ce ti-ai propus... Ne-ai facut sa credem ca noi toti nu am insemnat niciodata nimica pentru tine. Ma intreb de la o vreme : </span><strong><span style="color: blue;">" Cum ne poate curge prin vene aceelasi sange, totusi fiind atat de diferite?" </span></strong>ßьצŧzֆά • ηմ Ðă 2 ьάηιι ρέ ֆэηŧiмεηŧέℓε ŧάℓεεε •http://www.blogger.com/profile/09216745665410418264noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-353513396420721644.post-89087718454823423722011-03-31T06:42:00.000-07:002011-03-31T06:51:05.883-07:00No title.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdFSsPXz-8u358FvcZo-Qbmm5XddRwdgNqeXgnAj9d4w6eBxOoUh313FEThFdauiw3Rts503p7QXwZrsLVqedSA8kWmGl5hNEvY_iTNkR_i010XuZ1H8DZzDYJIsRaam1uaan5bDYnjO5A/s1600/broken-friendship.jpgyh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdFSsPXz-8u358FvcZo-Qbmm5XddRwdgNqeXgnAj9d4w6eBxOoUh313FEThFdauiw3Rts503p7QXwZrsLVqedSA8kWmGl5hNEvY_iTNkR_i010XuZ1H8DZzDYJIsRaam1uaan5bDYnjO5A/s1600/broken-friendship.jpgyh.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-family: "Georgia", "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
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<span style="color: blue;"><span style="font-family: "Georgia", "Times New Roman", serif;">Postarea asta nu merita nici macar un titlu. Poate pentru ca e prea penibila, trista, aiurea, fara sens ... dar pentru mine are un rost ... prin postarea asta ma descarc. Si vreau sa stii ca prin postarea asta iti spun tot ce am simtit si simt in momentul de fata.</span></span><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh4GMAB1XSXRSPU2_As_kjHwk_Gqnlp6BOwjIaDbHsO2KuBGybN3FsEqXR1ix098z6ykWc6BjO2DOfGf3rz23puxXzBMlHOjZSO94Buu74SZV4_VVoSS-nxcRka1YkaBl8uppaL8tidn-N/s1600/True_Friendship_by_kimcats.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh4GMAB1XSXRSPU2_As_kjHwk_Gqnlp6BOwjIaDbHsO2KuBGybN3FsEqXR1ix098z6ykWc6BjO2DOfGf3rz23puxXzBMlHOjZSO94Buu74SZV4_VVoSS-nxcRka1YkaBl8uppaL8tidn-N/s320/True_Friendship_by_kimcats.jpg" width="208" /></a><span style="color: blue;"><span style="font-family: "Georgia", "Times New Roman", serif;">Incep prin a-ti spune ca odata erai persoana care ocupa primul loc din viata mea, persoana pe care o iubeam cel mai mult. De ce spun o iubeam? Poate doar pentru ca acum "te urasc", intr-un fel sau altul.. Erai persoana careia ii spuneam orice, erai tot ce aveam mai drag la vremea aceea .. </span></span><b><span style="color: blue;"><span style="font-family: "Georgia", "Times New Roman", serif;">NU</span></span></b><span style="color: blue;"><span style="font-family: "Georgia", "Times New Roman", serif;"> ca ar fii contat aceste lucruri pentru tine. Pentru ca daca ar fii contat, ai fii ramas langa mine </span></span><b><span style="color: blue;"><span style="font-family: "Georgia", "Times New Roman", serif;">NU AI FI PLECAT</span></span></b><span style="color: blue;"><span style="font-family: "Georgia", "Times New Roman", serif;">. Ma intreb chiar nu ti-a pasat de nimica? De ce nu te-ai uitat in urma sa vezi ce ai lasat? Nu te-ai gandit nici macar o clipa ca sufletul meu plange dupa tine, ca ochii mei te cauta in fiecare colt de casa, si ca glasul meu te striga .. ca eu am nevoie de tine? ... Nu ti-a pasat, decat de tine, si nu iti va pasa vreodata de mine .. Doar ca nu inteleg cum am putut creste 15 anii impreuna... langa o sora atat de "falsa" ca tine... Si ma enerveaza la culme ca eu stau si plang uneori ca fraiera, iar tie nici macar nu iti pasa.... In fine ....</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;"><b><span style="font-family: "Georgia", "Times New Roman", serif;">Mi-ai zis ca daca : " Eu as murii si tu ti-ai lua viata pentru ca fara mine nu ai putea trai " ... Dar azi "soro" vreau doar sa iti spun ca nu am resentimente pentru tine, doar ca pentru mine de azi nu mai </span><u><span style="font-family: "Georgia", "Times New Roman", serif;">EXISTI </span></u></b></span><span style="color: blue;"><b><span style="font-family: "Georgia", "Times New Roman", serif;"> ... </span></b></span><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: blue;"><strong><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Georgia", "Times New Roman", serif;">asta e pentru tine </span></span></strong></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Georgia", "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="color: blue;">Adda - Prietenie Fumata ascutl-o cand ai timp</span></span></span></strong></div>ßьצŧzֆά • ηմ Ðă 2 ьάηιι ρέ ֆэηŧiмεηŧέℓε ŧάℓεεε •http://www.blogger.com/profile/09216745665410418264noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-353513396420721644.post-24249605464743764662011-03-20T16:07:00.000-07:002011-03-20T07:08:30.053-07:00Despre mine<div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwfK2Yk5SN1rSvlHZd8BtKGlHQNqn14DPM7dp_8tgk0Kv0c6Hx4tdxvVd7B54LIhbrfFaGJjbgOnMnODNadOnrV1t7ixoeKSPidT5uE4r4EIl0olEIh2BgpTF1uraIbLpKITNdiHcXg_bh/s1600/welcome_by_rosekate1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="250" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwfK2Yk5SN1rSvlHZd8BtKGlHQNqn14DPM7dp_8tgk0Kv0c6Hx4tdxvVd7B54LIhbrfFaGJjbgOnMnODNadOnrV1t7ixoeKSPidT5uE4r4EIl0olEIh2BgpTF1uraIbLpKITNdiHcXg_bh/s320/welcome_by_rosekate1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div align="center"><span style="color: blue;">Buna`!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: blue;">Pentru inceput ma numesc Ioana,pe net sunt Bitzsha. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: blue;">Cam atat ce trebuie sa stii restu afla singur/a.</span></div><div align="center"><br />
<span style="color: blue;">P.s : Vrei ceva? Cere id`ul !</span></div>ßьצŧzֆά • ηմ Ðă 2 ьάηιι ρέ ֆэηŧiмεηŧέℓε ŧάℓεεε •http://www.blogger.com/profile/09216745665410418264noreply@blogger.com0