<?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-3788437360088132145</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:45:10.581+02:00</updated><category term='sexy braileanca'/><category term='focuri'/><category term='sety'/><category term='teze'/><category term='satanist'/><category term='Imm'/><title type='text'>Alive Smoke</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://to-be-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3788437360088132145/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://to-be-loved.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11227429972550663841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QrY2ORc0mwE/S6fMmD9Bo_I/AAAAAAAAACg/vZ18TEityG8/S220/DSC08358bw.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3788437360088132145.post-7252109007847298014</id><published>2010-03-22T22:03:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T22:28:29.567+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Despre cum ne mintim si alte abureli.</title><content type='html'>Luand eu asa o pauza de la activitatile mele zilnice, am inceput sa ma gandesc asa putin la aberatiile in care "uamenii", adica noi, credem mai mult sau mai putin.&lt;br /&gt;Voi face o scurta lista:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;± Dumnezeu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;± Mos Craciun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[o.O]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;± Iepurasul de Paste&lt;/span&gt;[wtf.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;± Barza&lt;/span&gt;[:&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;± Pokemon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;± Harry Potter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;± personajele fanteziste din !!!TWILIGHT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[gth, bitches]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;± etc etc&lt;/span&gt;[Fie`le tarana usoara. amin.]&lt;br /&gt;Deci.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Dumnezeu.&lt;/span&gt; Ce e Dumnezeu? E nenea ala de care se teme lumea, desi nimeni in viata nu l`a vazut, auzit, simtit etc. Poate doar schizofrenicii, aia care mai si ucid "in numele Domnului"[aleluia, uita`ne`am la Most Evil]. Nici macar profii de religie, aia instruiti ca sa`ti explice nu pot si incearca sa schimbe subiectu` cand aduci vorba de asta. De preoti nu mai vorbesc, n`am mai trecut pe langa unu de vreo 2-3 ani. Concluzie: Nu pot sa cred in Dumnezeu, inca mi se pare ceva la fel de inventat ca si Mos Craciun, iepurasul de Paste, HP si Pokemon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mos Craciun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Mos Craciun e un nene, asa, bun cam ca Dumnezeu, si in care copiii pana la 7-8 ani cred. Desigur, ei sunt mintiti de parinti, si dupa varsta aia afla de la alti colegi/prieteni/vecini ca de fapt nu exista. Trist. Si totusi, inainte de Coca Cola Mos Craciun era verde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Iepurasul de Paste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Iepurasul de Paste este o aberatie inca de cand auzi de el, adica, mai bine era Gaina de Paste sau ceva de genul. Doar are legatura cu niste oua. La fel ca si Mos Craciun, in iepuras se crede pana la 7-8 ani. Dupa, tragedie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Barza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Barza e aberatia suprema, e Dumnezeu in varianta cu cioc. De ce o barza? De ce nu urs/iepuras[de Paste]/vulpe/Mos Craciun/cocos/ornitorinc/lemur? Asta chiar nu stiu. Cert e ca "mami si tati" isi mint copilu`, ca sa nu`i spuna ca de fapt ei rupeau patu` fix cu 9 luni inainte ca dintr`o burta enorma si groaznica sa iasa un plod. Mda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pokemon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Era o moda mai demult, am prins`o si eu, in care Pokemon era un fel de religie asa. Toata lumea vroia sa stranga cartonase, abtibilduri, albume cu Pokemon, si toti se trezeau duminica la 7[gen ca pentru slujba] ca sa vada serialu. Frumos sau ce?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Harry Potter. &lt;/span&gt;Daca Dumnezeu vindeca oameni bolnavi incurabil, invie , ne`a facut etc etc, de ce nu poate sa existe si Harry Potter care sa dea din bagheta? Eu zic ca ori crezi in ambele chestii, ori in niciuna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Vampiri/varcolaci/chestii-trestii[~~~TWILIGHT~~~].&lt;/span&gt;  Astia au devenit mai mult decat o religie printre adolescentele de rand, mutilate de iubiri neimpartasite si de ce`au mai avut ele parte. 99,5% se viseaza muscate de Robert Pattinson[care sa fim sinceri, a avut un singur rol decent, ala din Harry Potter, si a murit repede si frumos] si dupa muscatura propriu-zisa, poate si o partida de sex, ceva, fiecare visand la o marime a sculei lui  ~~~Rob~~~ cat mai potrivita pentru dansa. Vai, de ar fi real, am scapa de multe fiinte penibile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Daca am omis niste chestii/detalii[stiu ca am omis multe] ziceti`mi ce si cum^^!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;See ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3788437360088132145-7252109007847298014?l=to-be-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://to-be-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/7252109007847298014/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://to-be-loved.blogspot.com/2010/03/despre-cum-ne-mintim-si-alte-abureli.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3788437360088132145/posts/default/7252109007847298014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3788437360088132145/posts/default/7252109007847298014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://to-be-loved.blogspot.com/2010/03/despre-cum-ne-mintim-si-alte-abureli.html' title='Despre cum ne mintim si alte abureli.'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11227429972550663841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QrY2ORc0mwE/S6fMmD9Bo_I/AAAAAAAAACg/vZ18TEityG8/S220/DSC08358bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3788437360088132145.post-1290579057605717141</id><published>2009-12-30T11:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T11:51:26.096+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Vreau</title><content type='html'>Vreau să fiu cu tine când soarele apune,&lt;br /&gt;Vreau să fii cu mine când soarele răsare, &lt;br /&gt;Vreau să fim eu şi tu când soarele nu e&lt;br /&gt;Şi-atunci când luminează.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vreau să fim doi nori eterni,&lt;br /&gt;Să fim mereu pe cer,&lt;br /&gt;Când ne întâlnim să iasă tunete şi fulgere,&lt;br /&gt;Dragostea noastră să fie furtună.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vreau să te am lângă mine oricând&lt;br /&gt;Şi te vreau lângă mine oriunde,&lt;br /&gt;Îmi trebuie mâna ta să o ţin mereu&lt;br /&gt;Şi dragostea ta îmi trebuie aici,&lt;br /&gt;Aici însemnând în suflet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vreau să fii mai aproape&lt;br /&gt;Când am nevoie de tine&lt;br /&gt;Şi am nevoie de tine mereu&lt;br /&gt;Deci te vreau oricând lângă mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vreau să împărţim ultima ţigară&lt;br /&gt;Şi ultima gură de cafea&lt;br /&gt;Să-mi spui să ţi-o las ţie,&lt;br /&gt;Dar să ştii că e tot a ta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vreau cu tine tot,&lt;br /&gt;Dar mai mult decât atât,&lt;br /&gt;Te vreau pe tine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3788437360088132145-1290579057605717141?l=to-be-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://to-be-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/1290579057605717141/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://to-be-loved.blogspot.com/2009/12/vreau.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3788437360088132145/posts/default/1290579057605717141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3788437360088132145/posts/default/1290579057605717141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://to-be-loved.blogspot.com/2009/12/vreau.html' title='Vreau'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11227429972550663841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QrY2ORc0mwE/S6fMmD9Bo_I/AAAAAAAAACg/vZ18TEityG8/S220/DSC08358bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3788437360088132145.post-3062514137373696322</id><published>2009-11-16T16:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T16:33:44.574+02:00</updated><title type='text'>one more thing.</title><content type='html'>ce am invatat eu ca e iubirea? ar fi ca un cer senin si intelegere din priviri, fara pupat si alte chestii care nu ma atrag, ci cu imbratisari pline de sens sub soare si stele, prin care sa inteleg si eu si persoana respectiva o mare afectiune si o grija muta. :]. cel putin asta imi doresc eu... bine, cer senin asa... ca metafora. ca poa' sa ploua, sa ninga, sa orice. si sa uit de orice altceva. si mai am multe de spus. si nici macar nu'mi gasesc cuvintele. [se spune ca dragostea este un sentiment dezinteresat. deci daca tu l-ai iubi cu adevarat pe el nu ai tine cont de ce simte el] ba il iubesc... si cum sa nu tii cont cand sa iubesti inseamna in primul rand sa'ti pese de toate aspectele sufletului persoanei respective? [sa iubesti inseamna sa-ti dedici viata neconditionat. fara sa conteze orice alt factor]. si eu fac asta. nu am zis:"vai, nu'l iubesc pentru ca nu ma iubeste" si nici nu gandesc asa. [ai zis ca il urasti intr-un fel pt asta]  pai da. dar asta nu inseamna ca as inceta sa il iubesc. [ideea e ca nu cred ca il iubesti doar asta e impresia ta] ba nu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3788437360088132145-3062514137373696322?l=to-be-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://to-be-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/3062514137373696322/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://to-be-loved.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-more-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3788437360088132145/posts/default/3062514137373696322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3788437360088132145/posts/default/3062514137373696322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://to-be-loved.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-more-thing.html' title='one more thing.'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11227429972550663841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QrY2ORc0mwE/S6fMmD9Bo_I/AAAAAAAAACg/vZ18TEityG8/S220/DSC08358bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3788437360088132145.post-3276346745473360420</id><published>2009-11-15T19:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T19:27:00.751+02:00</updated><title type='text'>rain.</title><content type='html'>azi m'am plimbat prin ploaie. de fapt mai mult am stat... cu umbrela intr'o mana si o sticla de sprite in cealalta uitandu'ma in gol... am reflectat putin la sentimentele mele cele complicate si nebune si care se contrazic unele pe altele... mi'am dat seama ca a iubi e pentru cei slabi, si eu nu sunt slaba... sau nu vreau sa fiu. nu vreau sa iubesc pentru ca nu are rost si aduce multa suferinta. cel putin nu acum... &lt;br /&gt;ce simt eu e prea complicat pentru mine si nu pot face fata... poate ca pot sa nu mai simt, sau poate ar trebui sa las timpul sa rezolve ceea ce eu nu pot rezolva. sunetul ploii mi'a dat de inteles ca ploaia e si in sufletul meu, si eu trebuie sa aduc soarele in inima mea... o sa incerc. poate ma contrazic, dar asa e sufletul meu... nu'l pot controla.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3788437360088132145-3276346745473360420?l=to-be-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://to-be-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/3276346745473360420/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://to-be-loved.blogspot.com/2009/11/rain.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3788437360088132145/posts/default/3276346745473360420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3788437360088132145/posts/default/3276346745473360420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://to-be-loved.blogspot.com/2009/11/rain.html' title='rain.'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11227429972550663841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QrY2ORc0mwE/S6fMmD9Bo_I/AAAAAAAAACg/vZ18TEityG8/S220/DSC08358bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3788437360088132145.post-7740277996422990189</id><published>2009-06-24T14:41:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T14:53:11.343+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacantaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa</title><content type='html'>Well, still me\:D/. E vacanta si toata lumea o stie. Am terminat a 8-a, sunt fericita.:)) Ma bucur ca am scapat dracu de 24 de persoane nube cu care nu am avut niciodata ce discuta:D.^^ Dar, cel mai important, ma bucur ca a venit vacanta, ca pot dormi cat vreau si ca pot sa ies zilnic pe-afara, ca nu mai am teme, ca pot sa frec toata ziua menta^^. Oh dear satan, I can do what I want all day long[and maybe at night;;)], and I'm that happy, that I could hug all the world:X. Or maybe not. pfeh:)). I'm single lately and searching for the perfect guy, and something tells me that I'm gonna find him soon:x. Si imi place sa stau sa aberez pe blog, ca doar am timp, e vacanta. Si vine liceul, dar bineinteles peste 2 luni si jumatate, deci mai am timp sa cresc:)). Dar, cum spuneam, am 48 de kilograme si pot sa fac orice:&gt;. Si sa'mi spuneti si mie de unde pot sa'mi procur ceai cu cannabis:D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3788437360088132145-7740277996422990189?l=to-be-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://to-be-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/7740277996422990189/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://to-be-loved.blogspot.com/2009/06/vacantaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3788437360088132145/posts/default/7740277996422990189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3788437360088132145/posts/default/7740277996422990189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://to-be-loved.blogspot.com/2009/06/vacantaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.html' title='Vacantaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11227429972550663841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QrY2ORc0mwE/S6fMmD9Bo_I/AAAAAAAAACg/vZ18TEityG8/S220/DSC08358bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3788437360088132145.post-8989520400348487209</id><published>2009-05-18T21:41:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T21:42:06.173+03:00</updated><title type='text'>poate eu si timpul, sau poate chiar noi.</title><content type='html'>Oare cunosti necunoscutul? Ai reusit sa atingi timpul? De ce? Imi doresc sa adun timpul, trecut, prezent si viitor in mana mea si sa'l tin acolo doar pentru mine. Pentru ca imi trebuie. Imi trebuie sa'mi indrept greselile facute in trecut, sa'mi privesc prezentul si din afara borcanului in care ma invart degeaba, borcan pe care unii il numesc viata, si sa vad cat de bun va fi viitorul cu mine. Si nu, nu'mi doresc luna de pe cer, imi doresc timpul. Daca nu ar exista nimic material, nici macar planeta asta mica pe care traim, nici tastatura la care scriu acum, timpul tot ar curge. Ce'i pasa lui? Imi doresc sa fiu cea mai puternica fiinta din universul universurilor noastre, sa detin ceva ce nu tine de nimeni. Vreau sa tina de mine si de bunatatea si de rautatea mea. Vreau sa pot sa strang de mana timpul ca si cum te'as strange pe tine, cu incredere, dorindu'mi macar sa nu se intrerupa netul asta prost. Si sa reusesc sa'mi tin timpul, cu tot cu soare in loc, in asa fel incat sa pot sa stau mai mult afara. Dar oare pot face asta? Macar o sa incerc. O sa'mi adun toate puterile si o sa'mi adun timpul in mana, stiu ca e greu, dar am 48 de kilograme si pot. :]] Si ce'ar fi o zi fara o gluma nesarata? N'ar exista in calendarul zilelor memorabile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3788437360088132145-8989520400348487209?l=to-be-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://to-be-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/8989520400348487209/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://to-be-loved.blogspot.com/2009/05/poate-eu-si-timpul-sau-poate-chiar-noi.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3788437360088132145/posts/default/8989520400348487209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3788437360088132145/posts/default/8989520400348487209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://to-be-loved.blogspot.com/2009/05/poate-eu-si-timpul-sau-poate-chiar-noi.html' title='poate eu si timpul, sau poate chiar noi.'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11227429972550663841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QrY2ORc0mwE/S6fMmD9Bo_I/AAAAAAAAACg/vZ18TEityG8/S220/DSC08358bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3788437360088132145.post-2708339152695122558</id><published>2009-05-15T21:56:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T22:23:59.567+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Viata.</title><content type='html'>Imi pare rau ca te'am facut sa tii la mine. Imi pare rau ca ti'am cersit iubirea cu care'mi hranesc sufletul avid si egoist. Te pierd printre sentimentele care oscileaza intre iubire si ura. Orgoliul meu nebunesc ma face sa nu vad esenta sentimentelor dintre mine si restul lumii, prefer sa nu caut in amanunt iubirea nemarginita, caci totul se reduce la tristete nemasurata in timp si spatiu. Nu ar ajunge timpul trecut pana acum de la inceputul lumii pentru a masura cat am strans in mine, bine sau rau. Ma simt de fum, la fel ca sentimentele mele, pentru tine sau nu. Oare cat va mai exista acest fum? Simt ca se risipeste. Simt ca dispar odata cu ele. Dar nu e asa. Va trebui sa ma suport pana la sfarsit. Sfarsitul e moartea. Moartea e eliberarea de viata, de sentimente, de nevoi si de griji. Prin moarte se atinge perfectiunea, se termina individuatia inceputa de dinainte de viata. Problema mortii e ca toti o privesc cu teama, ca si cand ar fi ceva rau. Viata e doar o trecere din nefiinta intr'o nefiinta evoluata, experimentata. Viata doar pregateste moartea prin suferinta exercitata asupra persoanei respective. Orice sentiment frumos este dureros prin suferinta de dupa. Singuratatea e singura solutie pentru a fi fericit, chiar daca pare groaznica. Prin singuratate poti fi tu insuti, poti trai cum vrei, caci influenta altora nu exista. Nimeni nu'ti spune cum sa traiesti si cum sa mori. Moartea e o arta ce trebuie traita din plin. Viata te ajuta sa atingi perfectiunea mortii.&lt;br /&gt;"Give your soul to me for eternity"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3788437360088132145-2708339152695122558?l=to-be-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://to-be-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/2708339152695122558/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://to-be-loved.blogspot.com/2009/05/viata.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3788437360088132145/posts/default/2708339152695122558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3788437360088132145/posts/default/2708339152695122558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://to-be-loved.blogspot.com/2009/05/viata.html' title='Viata.'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11227429972550663841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QrY2ORc0mwE/S6fMmD9Bo_I/AAAAAAAAACg/vZ18TEityG8/S220/DSC08358bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3788437360088132145.post-1873920503914645859</id><published>2009-05-13T20:36:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T20:56:20.027+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='focuri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy braileanca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teze'/><title type='text'>ardoarea tezelor.</title><content type='html'>Ei bine, sunt in focuri. E perioada tezelor, cea mai groaznica din timpul scolii. Mai ales cu panaramele astea numite "teze unice". Mi'am dat seama ca suntem cobai ai unor oameni de stiinta care nu si'au facut studiile:)). Mirobolant. Se aude 'melodia lu' sexy braileanca' de la vecini. Ce cul.=]] Dar sa ma intorc la oile, pardon tezele mele. Toata lumea e in focuri, nu doar eu. "E teze". Este, este.  Se simte fumul, nu? Stiam. Sunt fum viu, alergand pe aici. Zilele astea au fost dedicate studiului intens[:-b], nici pe'afara n'am iesit. Ei bine, sunt si pedepsita, dar asta e alta oaie. ^^Yeah bitch, I'm naughty.  Dupa 9.60 la romana si un sigur 10 la mate, tre sa'mi autotin pumnii pentru geogra. wtf?:]] now take a little rest and listen to this:&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O_Abqp_fEQ4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O_Abqp_fEQ4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/3788437360088132145-1873920503914645859?l=to-be-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://to-be-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/1873920503914645859/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://to-be-loved.blogspot.com/2009/05/ardoarea-tezelor.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3788437360088132145/posts/default/1873920503914645859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3788437360088132145/posts/default/1873920503914645859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://to-be-loved.blogspot.com/2009/05/ardoarea-tezelor.html' title='ardoarea tezelor.'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11227429972550663841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QrY2ORc0mwE/S6fMmD9Bo_I/AAAAAAAAACg/vZ18TEityG8/S220/DSC08358bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3788437360088132145.post-5029836776921835148</id><published>2009-04-09T10:12:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T10:18:59.916+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Imm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='satanist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sety'/><title type='text'>sety. ce e aia?</title><content type='html'>Acum ceva timp, cand umblam pe mirobolantul haifaiv, am intrat pe profilul unei prietene. Are niste poze=p~, dar asta e alta povestioara. Cert e ca un oarecare cetatean[probabil turmentat] ii pune o intrebare de genul:"esti sety?". Ce inseamna "sety"?O_O. ei bine, am ramas marcata pe viata de acest cuvant, pe bune=]]. adica, ce vrea sa zica. Pot fi luate in calcul mai multe ipoteze:-?. Prima ar fi intrebarea "esti satanista?", cred eu. Ei bine, ca sa ajungi de la "satanista" la "sety" iti trebuie ceva retarzie o.o . Ehh... Subiectul e relativ vechi, dar... Chiar azi am dezbatut alta posibilitate=]]. Sa o fi confundat baietasul cu alta tipa. But, wtf?=]] Cum sa ti se zica "sety"?O_O. sa fim seriosi... ce retard suna "Sety, mai adu-mi o cana cu apa". Va voi mai tine la curent cand am alte ipoteze=]].&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3788437360088132145-5029836776921835148?l=to-be-loved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://to-be-loved.blogspot.com/feeds/5029836776921835148/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://to-be-loved.blogspot.com/2009/04/sety-ce-e-aia.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3788437360088132145/posts/default/5029836776921835148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3788437360088132145/posts/default/5029836776921835148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://to-be-loved.blogspot.com/2009/04/sety-ce-e-aia.html' title='sety. ce e aia?'/><author><name>Gi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11227429972550663841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QrY2ORc0mwE/S6fMmD9Bo_I/AAAAAAAAACg/vZ18TEityG8/S220/DSC08358bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
