<?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-4072327521348291104</id><updated>2012-01-06T17:32:10.151-08:00</updated><category term='hartie igienica fals adevarat'/><category term='bis faza cu 23...dar ai uitat ca mai sunt si eu'/><category term='oameni'/><category term='singuratate'/><category term='succes..dezamagire...usi inchise sau deschise?'/><category term='barbalaiiii'/><category term='prost'/><category term='cacaturi'/><category term='pishat'/><category term='M.U.I.S.T.I.'/><category term='nebunie'/><category term='Craciun pentru toti'/><category term='Never don&apos;t say never'/><category term='combinari de n luate cate k'/><category term='cald'/><category term='ai incredere in mine...ca o sa o fac.'/><category term='let it be'/><category term='copilarie old school'/><category term='mariana'/><category term='ganduri'/><category term='alegeri'/><category term='iar te-ai spart tu??'/><category term='violata.'/><category term='negru'/><category term='life is life...'/><category term='tineri'/><category term='cacatttttt'/><category term='bun sau nebun.'/><category term='depresie'/><category term='rece'/><category term='a fi sau a nu fi'/><category term='waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa'/><category term='inima albastra'/><category term='sentimente.'/><category term='fericirea e in mainile tale...'/><category term='blog'/><category term='vis'/><category term='fazele maturizarii'/><category term='x'/><category term='can u...'/><category term='prost si iar prost'/><category term='realitate'/><category term='zbuciumati'/><category term='alb'/><category term='bai romane...'/><category term='Love Yourself or you cannot love anyone else'/><category term='nicoleta'/><category term='love'/><category term='doamnele&apos; ajuta'/><category term='o sa fie bine'/><title type='text'>Too silly 4u</title><subtitle type='html'>frustrarile mele in roz.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-5153476870090669125</id><published>2011-05-01T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T18:33:51.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cum zici??</title><content type='html'>Iubesc cat pentru 2 ca pot...spune-i surdului ce eu deja aud cu urechile inimii. ''minteste-te'' ca nu ma halesti sa pot sa te aud mai tare;)&lt;br /&gt; Ne vedem in 2 ani dragostea mea...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-5153476870090669125?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/5153476870090669125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=5153476870090669125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/5153476870090669125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/5153476870090669125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2011/05/cum-zici.html' title='Cum zici??'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-7216532935601036226</id><published>2011-02-14T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T20:00:18.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DE ZIUA ioana...ca doar tu esti si vei fi! una</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WiEQt-bw_-Q/TemfvndyltI/AAAAAAAAAUY/R-dB7U_jnss/s1600/D%2526P%2B%252858%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WiEQt-bw_-Q/TemfvndyltI/AAAAAAAAAUY/R-dB7U_jnss/s400/D%2526P%2B%252858%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614194050890634962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-om0DoeGrEns/Tb4Rl_S0O3I/AAAAAAAAAUM/Apqi8-Iu24Y/s1600/D%2526P%2B%252848%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-om0DoeGrEns/Tb4Rl_S0O3I/AAAAAAAAAUM/Apqi8-Iu24Y/s400/D%2526P%2B%252848%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601934330838662002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;intotdeauna am fost singura...asa sunt si acum si asa voi fi mereu, chiar daca in acelasi intotdeauna am avut pe cineva langa mine...goliciune...atat mi-ati adus toti!!!! m-ati secat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in prostia mea asta a insemnat pt mine iubire....2 poze cu mare insemnatate pentru mine...sunt o oarba imputita si in momentul asta ma urasc ca am crezut un cacat imaginar...noroc cu mine ca sunt visatoare....m-am nascut pe lumea asta sa fiu proasta tuturor si pentru asta....sa-mi sugeti pula de ''jegi'' cu fiecare lacrima varsata ma prostesc si mai rau....nici o sansa de recuperare...va multumesc pentru bataia de pula. voi aveti suflet!! si voi sunteti oameni!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-7216532935601036226?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/7216532935601036226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=7216532935601036226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/7216532935601036226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/7216532935601036226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2011/02/de-ziua-ta-mario.html' title='DE ZIUA ioana...ca doar tu esti si vei fi! una'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WiEQt-bw_-Q/TemfvndyltI/AAAAAAAAAUY/R-dB7U_jnss/s72-c/D%2526P%2B%252858%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-5265684640437528323</id><published>2010-06-27T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T10:52:28.505-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Never don&apos;t say never'/><title type='text'>OARE?</title><content type='html'>... you left me speechless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma uimesc si eu ce pot scoate uneori din mine, poate ar fi fost frumos sa las postul asa cum a fost si anume o poveste lunga si detaliata despre cum am ajuns sa ma indragostesc de baiatul cu care imi impart dumele de 1 an jumate, dar, la recitire am ajuns sa cred ca e un cacat de text care de fapt nu imi inspira nimic si nu incadreaza k-lumea senzatiile si sentimentele pe care le avem la momentul respectv, motiv pentru care am vrut neaparat sa il modific...sa il fac sa para mai realist far' de dulcegariile ''gretoase'' de care am atata nevoie :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Nebunia unei noi ploi de sentimente aflata la  jumatatea distantei dintre inima si creier :), batalie grea, acu e acu', ce fac cedez sau ma tin tare in continuare?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramane de vazut...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-5265684640437528323?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/5265684640437528323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=5265684640437528323' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/5265684640437528323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/5265684640437528323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2010/06/oare.html' title='OARE?'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-1708866021406905640</id><published>2010-06-03T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T06:24:38.559-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fericirea e in mainile tale...'/><title type='text'>Fericire!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/TCdQSwmQlkI/AAAAAAAAATs/PPEYbTx2zJA/s1600/happiness_by_wint3r88.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/TCdQSwmQlkI/AAAAAAAAATs/PPEYbTx2zJA/s400/happiness_by_wint3r88.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487442954187478594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ei bine...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bucurie, tristete, fericire, implinire, ura, invidie, gelozie, etc., etc...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sentimente.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dar totusi, te mai intreb odata , pentru tine, ce inseamna a fi fericit?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fericirea mea:  sanatatea mea, a ta, a familiilor noastre, viata buna si linistita, "casa noastra" viu colorata, plina de flori aduse de tine, rasetele noastre mult prea zgomotoase, muzica si dansul tau nebunesc, linstea sufleteasca, dragul de tine, de toti si toate, bunul mers al intamplarilor din viata de zi cu zi, nepotica pe care o asteptam cu mare drag, jumatatile de prieteni care ma fac sa rad..si asa mai departe, de fapt, ferice de omul ce pe langa mine e fericit ca ma fericeste si pe mine mai mult decat orice altceva...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...si totusi tu ce intelegi prin fericire?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-1708866021406905640?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/1708866021406905640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=1708866021406905640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/1708866021406905640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/1708866021406905640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2010/06/fericire.html' title='Fericire!!!'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/TCdQSwmQlkI/AAAAAAAAATs/PPEYbTx2zJA/s72-c/happiness_by_wint3r88.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-6724397661441329128</id><published>2010-04-16T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T05:42:06.971-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Yourself or you cannot love anyone else'/><title type='text'>Love LIFE!</title><content type='html'>Eram acolo in mijlocul lor, ii vedeam pe toti cum se chinuiau si sufereau, eram foarte confuza si ma intrebam in continuu ce caut eu acolo intr-o zi atat de frumoasa in care ar fi trebuit sa fiu pe plaja, bucurandu-ma de soare.&lt;br /&gt;E pentru prima data cand ma incearca acest sentiment, niciodata nu am stat la bun sa vad, sa inteleg suferinta unora sau sa aflu ce nu a mers bine de s-a ajuns acolo. TEAMA...mai mult de atat nu pot spune, nu gasec cuvinte destul de expresive care ar putea rezuma in 2 fraze groaznicul sentiment ce ma necajeste. Sufar si la propriu si la figurat si simt ca deja e prea mult. Imi pare rau ca trebuie sa sufere si altii pe langa mine si ma ingrozeste gandul ca poate candva as putea aduce lacrimi de tristete pe obrajii celor dragi...&lt;br /&gt;Vreau doar sa fiu bine si eu si toti...am ajuns la concluzia ca noi oamenii nu stim sa pretuim viata si tot ceea ce inseamna ea. Ne folosim de tot feluri de expresii ca ''Life is too short'' sau '' Carpe diem'' , vorbe goale aruncate in vant pentru a ne imbarbata sau pentru a ne scuza atunci cand gresim si intrecem anumite limite.&lt;br /&gt;Intelegem gresit smnificatia lor si in loc sa avem grija de noi sa ne fie bine atat pe dinauntru cat si pe dinafara, multumita anturajului si prostiei, noi tinerii in general avem grija sa ne bagam in tot felul de clinciuri si combinatii care ne asigura o cale mai rapida spre un sfarsit sigur. Ne place sa ne deterioram sistematic si bineinteles constient. Cu mare teama in suflet sper ca totul sa fie doar un vis urat de care o sa ma folosesc pe viitor.&lt;br /&gt;Poate toti meritam o sperietura care sa ne deschida ochii, sa ne faca sa vede ce e cu adevarat important sau ce ar trebui sa fie important pentru noi in aceasta viata, cateodata avem nevoie de un ''cutremur'' sa putem reveni cu picioarele pe pamant si sa ne amintim ce e realmente important pentru noi si nu numai.&lt;br /&gt;Cu cea mai mare certitudine posibila spun ca viata de telenovela nu e cea adevarata. Avem obiceiul sa ne consumam viata cu tot felul de rahaturi si cred ca in loc sa ne batem capul cu niste curve proaste, barfe de cacat si cu tot felul de nimicuri imputite pe care acum le urasc ca mi-au ocupat timpul pretios, ar trebui sa deschidem ochii larg si sa tragem tare aer in piept, ca ala clar nu e The Real Shit. Nu uita de micile dulcegarii ce iti imblanzesc sufletul, nu uita sa zambesti ca zambetul tau e medicamentul celor dragi. Nu uita sa iubesti pe cei ce te iubesc, ''nu uita de inima ta''cum spune Fluvia iar eu as mai adauga ''nici de sanatatea ta'', ca intr-adevar cine are sanatate, le poate avea pe toate.&lt;br /&gt;Doamne ajuta la toata lumea. Numai binie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-6724397661441329128?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/6724397661441329128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=6724397661441329128' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/6724397661441329128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/6724397661441329128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2010/04/eram-acolo-in-mijlocul-lor-ii-vedeam-pe.html' title='Love LIFE!'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-6885696624282117668</id><published>2010-04-08T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T14:49:47.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LEAPSA BEIBI!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S75Odh_W4pI/AAAAAAAAAP8/DCAdt5gE62w/s1600/bnmcb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S75Odh_W4pI/AAAAAAAAAP8/DCAdt5gE62w/s400/bnmcb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457886067666903698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca as fi fost...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O luna: Iunie&lt;br /&gt;O zi a saptamanii: Vineri&lt;br /&gt;O parte a zilei: Amiaza&lt;br /&gt;O direcţie: In dreapta e viitorul asa ca las stanga pentru altii&lt;br /&gt;O planeta: marte...de acolo vin eu :P&lt;br /&gt;Un film: Avatar :)&lt;br /&gt;Un lichid: bere&lt;br /&gt;O piatra: exista perle roz? :) &lt;br /&gt;Un tip de vreme: vrem muuuult soare!&lt;br /&gt;Un instrument muzical: nai :) nici tu nici eu&lt;br /&gt;O emotie: plansul e bun&lt;br /&gt;Un sunet: ahhhhh (de placere)&lt;br /&gt;Un cantec: terciul genurilor 2010&lt;br /&gt;O carte:  de'ar sti pula carte...  &lt;br /&gt;Un scriitor: M.I.D&lt;br /&gt;Un personaj de fictiune: TATA&lt;br /&gt;Un oras: C.L.U.J&lt;br /&gt;O aroma: imi place cea de barbat adevarat&lt;br /&gt;O culoare:AlbatrU&lt;br /&gt;Un material: Euro&lt;br /&gt;Un cuvant: pulaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;O parte a corpului: Mainile&lt;br /&gt;O expresie a fetei: expresia de...''beme-ai pula iar mi-ai facuto'' e cea mai tare&lt;br /&gt;Un personaj de desene animate: Sponge Bob si Didi sor'sa lui Dexter :P&lt;br /&gt;O forma geometrica: cerc, asa e intotdeauna&lt;br /&gt;Un numar: 3&lt;br /&gt;Un mijloc de transport: trenu'&lt;br /&gt;O haina: salopeta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-6885696624282117668?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/6885696624282117668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/6885696624282117668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2010/04/leapsa-beibi.html' title='LEAPSA BEIBI!'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S75Odh_W4pI/AAAAAAAAAP8/DCAdt5gE62w/s72-c/bnmcb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-6362342594596900753</id><published>2010-03-30T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T10:45:52.860-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cacatttttt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fazele maturizarii'/><title type='text'>Despre...ceva!</title><content type='html'>...hmmm, e una din acele zi futute inca de dimineata, in toiul primaverii ninge de rupe si ma bate vantul mai ceva decat pe Sandu Ciorba, e plictiseala mare asa ca intru pe blog sa imi recitesc pentru a mia oara povestile nemuritoare.....nu trece juma' de ora si deja disper ''ce deapula e blogu asta!! oare la ce cacat imi trebuie mie blog ca si-asa n-am talent si parca nimic nu se imbumba?''...&lt;br /&gt;Apoi din senin bineinteles exact inaintea clipei de a ma apuca de sters ma trazneste realitatea ''ce cacat fac? Astea sunt file de poveste din viata mea, gandurile, trairile, experientele mai mult sau mai putin placute din viata mea de pana acum, de ce m-ar interesa pe mine ca un anume dobitoc imi catalogheaza blogul ca fiind de cacat sau nu, atata timp cat eu l-am facut pentru mine si sufletelul meu??''&lt;br /&gt;Realiatea e alta :(... nu am prieteni, cel putin nu langa mine si adevarul e ca nu plang pentru asta, nu sunt un accesoriu fara de care sa nu pot trai, waaaa si inca ce bine imi e fara, dar daca tot nu am pe langa mine nici o cartita care sa se prefaca putin ca ii pasa de mine, l-am infiintat pe tovarasul Blogul...s-a gasit o modalitate in care sa ma descarc fara a face prea mare taraboi...! Ce daca azi nu imi mai plac postarile de ieri sau cele de luna trecuta cand eram necajita sau mai stiu eu ce? Ma doare-n chec e ceea ce am simtit atunci si cu asta basta!&lt;br /&gt;:))) e aiurea toata treaba asta dar si ceea ce scriu acum, scriu pentru mine, o mare aiureala inutila pentru unii dar care mie imi raspunde la intrebarea zilei si anume ''De ce imi trebuie mie blog, ca si-asa tot ce e acolo e contradictoriu pan' la Dumnezeu si inapoi?!''.&lt;br /&gt;Bineinteles tot eu imi dau raspunsul, ca daca nu eu, atunci cine?&lt;br /&gt;Pentru mine scrisul pe blog e relaxarea profunda si ruperea de real, aici e locul unde ma descriu asa cum vrea pula mea ca nu e nimeni sa ma contrazica :), locul unde le dau la muisti sa suga fara sa ma scuipe, locul unde imi place sa imi scriu gandurile, invataturile, urarile, injuraturile, sentimentele si trairile, asa cum imi place mie roz pe alb :P, e cartea virtuala ce imi asculta comenzile, e ceva al meu si atat!( n-am mintit :p)&lt;br /&gt;Un lucru e cert in unele postari nu ma recunosc. Vorbesc de zici ca eu sunt marea filozoafa, invatata si asa mai departe sau am postari in care explozia de cuvinte porcoase imi fac jocul :P, postari in care vorbesc de iubire fara ca eu sa imi pot da seama nici in ziua de azi daca iubesc sau am iubit vreodata, vorbesc de ura stiind ca eu sunt omul incapabil sa urasca, ideea e ca...toate au venit din sufletul si mintea mea...sunt ale mele!! Apoi de ce cacat sa sterg acum cu buretele ce a fost daca a fost venit de la mine fara numar? Aci' sa stea toate! Azi rad...imi desenez zambetul, maine plang imi vars lacrimile pe tastatura si amarul in cuvinte si tot asa pana ma plictisesc sau intru la menopauza (cu creierul zic....hm! ca amu mai scartaie si el sarmanul cate o idee :)).&lt;br /&gt;Nu imi ramane decat sa accept ca sunt o oama aflata intr-o zbuciumata perioada a vietii, o fatuca cu o gramada de personalitati si gandiri contradictorii, iar pana la marea regasire a eului final...sa iau in pula tot CACATU din viata asta!! :)))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NU M-AM PUTUT ABTINE! CLAR!!&lt;br /&gt;DOAMNELE AJUTA!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-6362342594596900753?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/6362342594596900753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/6362342594596900753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2010/03/despreceva.html' title='Despre...ceva!'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-1490183733635865520</id><published>2010-03-22T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T05:31:41.305-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prost si iar prost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prost'/><title type='text'>...esti proasta, proasto!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8r7buFWn4I/AAAAAAAAASE/d1IRItuZx-k/s1600/stupid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461453951785672578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8r7buFWn4I/AAAAAAAAASE/d1IRItuZx-k/s400/stupid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....si ce daca ti-am zis ca esti o proasta, daca asa te vad,sa ma bata binele de nu esti proasta, esti cea mai proasta femeie de varsta ta, cea mai proasta de pe strada ta, cea mai proasta dintre proastele pulii lui Bula, cea mai proasta curva, femeia cu coeficientul de prostie mai mare decat greutatea cacatului din lumea asta, proasta proastelor si cu asta basta.&lt;br /&gt;Sa ne sugi barbatii de pula daca tu crezi ca noi nu ii sugem bine si sa iti indes in cur filmele pe care ti le dai plictisita pulii mele....dute-n gatu matii si traiesteti propria viata si vezi-ti de pulele pe care le ai si lasa-ne pe noi sa ne vedem de gauozu nostru, cutra proasta si acra care esti!!!! Si ca sa vezi cine pula mea vorbeste, perfecta din mazga mea. Pai tu proasta ultima data cand te-ai uitat in oglinda era Alba ca Zapada in locul tau?? Tu nu te vezi ca esti de cacat si ca nu poti lasa niste copii sa se joace in liniste cu puta in nisip? Nu suntem destul de necajiti si de incercati de viata asta? Trebuie sa ne mai futi si tu capul cu rautatea ta interminabila?? Telenovelista de doi bani ca nu esti in stare sa scoti macar un film bun pe care sa faci ceva malai rapandula ordinara, tot acelasi cacat il scoti pe curu ala de gura. Nu intelege neuronu' ala al tau ca nu suntem curiosi de tine? Lasa-ne in pula noastra sa ne vedem de viata, nu te mai baga vrajitoare imputita ca nu vrem sa iti ascultam dumele de cacat!! Waaaa ce ma enerveaza cu nervii femeile astea ce se dau mari doamne inteligente si cand incolo au lins zeci de cururi scarboase si basinoase sa ajunga cu un lant de aur la gat in pula lor, muiste de femei ce nu au loc de unii nicicum, le roade invidia, le e ciuda pe putinul pe care il au, il vor ele uracioasele, nu pot dormi noaptea de entuziasmul ce il au cand in mintea lor meschina cred ca au descoperit un mare cacat si abea asteapta sa il spuna mai departe cu fericitul gand de a face rau cuiva. Bemiar' pula de naspeturi, femei second hand, rebuturi, jeguri, etc etc. Luati voi cacatu din viata noastra si spalati-va cu el pe cap, e leac pentru paduchi si lasati-ne pe noi in pace. MUIEEEEEE. :))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMU PUTETI ZICE CA EU VORBESC PREA MULTE PROSTII, STATI LINISTITI NU TREBUIE SA VA UITATI LA VOI, YOU ARE JUST PERFECT!!! SUGE-MI-ATI PULA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-1490183733635865520?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/1490183733635865520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/1490183733635865520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2010/03/esti-proasta-proasto.html' title='...esti proasta, proasto!!!'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8r7buFWn4I/AAAAAAAAASE/d1IRItuZx-k/s72-c/stupid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-4009591402537491990</id><published>2010-03-06T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T03:02:56.434-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ai incredere in mine...ca o sa o fac.'/><title type='text'>BE AWARE DANGEROUS BITCH UNCHAINED.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S5MGF_GC6nI/AAAAAAAAAPI/RqEysvUw0wE/s1600-h/1207461861-90-0dd.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445703074326964850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S5MGF_GC6nI/AAAAAAAAAPI/RqEysvUw0wE/s400/1207461861-90-0dd.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....iar chipul ti se lumineaza...incepi sa vezi pete de culoare in intunericul vietii tale, zambesti si te simti implinit neputand sa-ti faci o idee clara a celei neclare ce ti s-a ivit, sti doar ca ai vazut inceputul si sti ca ai sa reusesti, te-ai regasit si sti ca nu o sa te mai ratacesti niciodata, ai tras tare aer in piept pentru ca ai simtit ca iti apartine si ca e dreptul tau, l-ai tinut in plamanii invadati de prospetime sa simti ca esti maret, ai ajuns intr-un punct al vietii tale in care simti ca te-ai maturizat, ca poti face anumite alegeri si poti deosebi binele de rau mai bine ca niciodata.&lt;br /&gt;Incepi sa pasesti in intuneric ca un viteaz luptator si tii frau primejdiilor stiind ca multe te-au incercat dar nu te-ai dat batut ti-ai continuat drumul stiind ca vei regasi acea pace sufleteasca binemeritata.&lt;br /&gt;Ai trecut prin multe si esti obosit, esti multumit ca macar ai realizat ceva si ca tot raul a fost inspre bine. Stai ranjit si linistit cu gandul ca ai reusit in sfarsit sa faci ceea ce multi nu au banuit!Poti sa spui cu siguranta ca suferi de ignoranta si ca intreaga ta viata ai fost o buna paiata pentru lasii de pe piata. Stii ca esti un om mai bun iar sentimentul ce iti umple sufletul cu greu il poti incadra in cateva cuvinte seci. Nu mai ai nevoie de nimeni, esti un om liber ce simte ca putinii oameni ce-i mai sunt imprejur ar vrea sa-ti ia sclipiciul, sa te sufoce si sa iti impuna noi stiluri si idei de viata, dar tu cu tupeu spui NU SI RAZI CA POTI SA-L SPUI DIN NOU :) .&lt;br /&gt;Ai ajuns pe locul intai in viata ta si sti prea bine ca il meriti, e clar ca a venit momentul in care ti-ai dat locul pe care de mult trebuia sa il ocupi.&lt;br /&gt;Multmit si cu gandul impacat poti afirma ca ai iesit din cacat, restul lumii poa' sa plece cu gandul ca esti un om rece, nepasator si de nerecunoscut, omul obsedat de trecut, cel de care multi pula si-au batut...omul pe care l-au vazut ca pe un rebut.&lt;br /&gt;Acum este filmul tau si te simti ca si un zeu, ai multa putere si credinta ca o sa fi aceea fiinta ce-si indeplineste cu usurinta si cea mai prosteasca dorinta, far' de gand la consecinta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am spus NU si imi place cum suna..NU vreau, NU mai am nevoie de tine, NU mai esti cine erai pentru mine, NU te iubesc si nici NU te-am iubit vreodata, NU vreau sa fac ca tine, NU vreau sa ma schimb pentru tine, ca nu ma meriti, NU ma poti controla, NU esti Dumnezeul meu, NU esti irreplaceable, NU vad, NU aud, NU E NU SI GATA si daca tot insisti DA...o sa iti spun, sunt mai puternica decat tine iar acum stiu cu adevarat ce vreau de la viata, nu tu esti cel ce imi da putere, am invatat in tacere sa imi caut raspunsuri si mangaieri, m-am intarit si am avut grija sa ma inraiesc indeajuns de mult sa imi doresc sa fiu cea mai super fara numar pizda ce poate zice si face orice si acum pot spune ca sunt multumita de mine..si...inca ceva:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE AWARE DANGEROUS BITCH UNCHAINED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-4009591402537491990?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/4009591402537491990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/4009591402537491990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='BE AWARE DANGEROUS BITCH UNCHAINED.'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S5MGF_GC6nI/AAAAAAAAAPI/RqEysvUw0wE/s72-c/1207461861-90-0dd.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-8966984239244118316</id><published>2010-02-07T04:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T15:44:40.453-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='negru'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cald'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rece'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bun sau nebun.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alb'/><title type='text'>GEAMANOOOO!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S27Bgp2GFEI/AAAAAAAAAPA/ROOHBEGKfmw/s1600-h/nou-zodiac-auto-gemeni_1244804000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435494567015486530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S27Bgp2GFEI/AAAAAAAAAPA/ROOHBEGKfmw/s400/nou-zodiac-auto-gemeni_1244804000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unii oameni sunt fucking unbelievable!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cica exista pe acest Pamant un soi de oameni super evoluati si super emancipati care te pot citi fara pic de problema, vorbesc de cei care stiu de la o singura intrebare si anume ''ce zodie esti?'', cine esti, cu cine te insotesti, ce urmaresti si cat cacat manci in fiecare zi. Super fara numar, din fericire, eu nu sunt una dintre cei fara numar, nu am nici o gara si nici un peron cu asa subiecte...in fine ideea e ca...sa moara Romeo de nu unii oameni sunt de-a dreptul nebuni si sa moara si Julieta de nu isi traiesc viata cu gandul la horoscopul de dimineata sau mai rau la cel anual :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu zic, mai citesc si eu Horscopul de amuzament, imi place cand scrie pe tot ziarul ca iau bani sau ca nu mai pot de implinita ce sunt :) dapoi cum poti sa auzi tot felul de porcarii si presupuneri venite din stele si sa le iei in serios?? Asta, nu o mai pot intelege.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pe net gasesti milioane de chestii scrise despre zodii, compatibilitati si cacaturi pe care nu le gasesti in 2 locuri sa fie la fel, dar totusi oamenii iau in serios minunatele galuste cu prune si mai si fut capul altora ca da...''stiu eu de ce esti asa, pentru ca ...*in cazul meu * esti gemeni !'' : ))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cum poti generaliza anumite persoane pentru simplul fapt ca s-au nascut in aceeasi luna si fac parte din aceeasi formatiune stelara :) ? Nu fiecare e unic in ista lume?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am zis sa cercetez situatia si sa vad si eu cum oamenii cu cap, cei de stiinta au dedus ca unii oameni nascuti in aceeasi perioada a anului sunt similari din anumite puncte de vedere, lucru care pare mult mai credibil decat anumite afirmatii cu dovezi inexistente sau greu de demonstrat pentru ca sunt cumparate din stele.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si mazga me, citind p'aci, p'acolo, am gasit tot felul de surse de inspiratie, izvoare din popor care probabil au inundat creierul celor ce sustin ca fac anumite chestii doare pentru ca sunt...si isi permit sa faca afirmatii...cica daca esti geaman..ai pus-o, ca dic ce de'apula esti, vai steau ta polara ca te-ai supt, ca e zodie de cacat si asa mai departe, lucru cu care nu sunt de acord, dar pe langa care am gasit si treburi socoteli ce mie imi convin, imi plac si contrazic muistii bagaciosi. Fi antena :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;''Spirite libere si democrate, li se pare absolut aberant sa le impui celorlalti gusturile sau ideile tale.Nu merge ceva? Nici o problema, se reorienteaza cat ai clipi. '' ...Cata dreptate dom'le jur ca fix asa e. E bine sa fiu libera, in partidul democrat ca de nu o iau razna si daca ceva pute a caca, trag apa :) Next!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;'' Cei mai vioi si mai adaptabili copii ai Zodiacului, Gemenii, sunt si cei mai lipsiti de obsesii si de manii. De ce sa te consumi in incordari psiho-emotionale, cand pe lume sunt atatea lucruri interesante?''...Ca dic bah de nu de mine vorbeste, clar!! Am energie cat pentru 100, sunt o zbenguita si o dilimandroasa de numa, nu am obsesii, nu am manii, ma trag pe cur cand e vorba de stresss, il evit cat de mult pot si ma si dispera plangacioasele mai mari decat mine...ai de pula mea ca m-au ginit!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;''Tiparele rigide nu sunt de ei. Cu ei, nimic nu e batut in cuie. ''...Clar, clar si iar clar, atat de mult ma sucesc pan' ma ia bau bau, nu poti avea incredere in mine nici pan' la WC si nici nu te poti baza cu prea multe pe mine ca nu e loc, asta este, unii spun ca dau erori, eu le numesc GRESEALI :p.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;''Atragatori ca niste fluturi si la fel de greu de prins, Gemenii deranjeaza adesea tocmai prin lipsa reperelor fixe.''...Daaaaaa, atragatoare de rup normele si atat de greu ma las prinsa de wai de capul meu, trebuie duma tare, asi in maneca, apucaturi iesite din comun, sa fie interesanta situatiunea :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;''Daca dragostea pentru informatie, comunicare si miscare ar putea fi catalogata drept "fixatie", atunci cam asta ar fi meteahna lor.''...Exact cum spuneam mai sus, actiune, motor!! Faceti loc ca m-am pornit!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;''Un adevar? Se feresc de oamenii prosti, neindemanatici si inceti.''...:)) Asta deja e prea tare :)) si pot jura ca e adevarat, ce sa le fac trebuie tinut ritmul ca de nu se fute coregrafia si as mai adauga fuga sanatoasa de langa oamenii parsivi, muisti, ratati, imputiti, curve si curvari, mincinosi si pietre fara valoare, etc, etc...:))&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Si.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;''Bineinteles ca au si ei micile lor ciudatenii, dar, in general, nu sunt deranjante. Se mai supara uneori, insa le trece repede. ''...:) micile mari ciudatenii si supararile de ocazie sunt sarea si piperul vietilor noastre, totul e drama, comedie, horror, toate la un loc, iti radem in fata si te futem pe la spate, te privim in ochi si te mintim cu nerusinare, ne amuzam si ne suparam in acelasi timp, suntem actori din fire si psihologi in devenire, ne agitam sa ne calmam, ne mintim sa vedem adevarul si traim intens sa uitam totul in urmatoarea clipa, cine nu ar vrea sa fie in locul nostru?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cu toate ca mai sunt sute de alte caracteristici, pun stop aci ca deja nu mai are sens nimic, sa vina concluzia si anume ca, unele cacaturi bat in directia potrivita cu un plus sau minus de informatie si cunostinta de caz, ideea e ca da...sunt Geamana si oricat de multe ar avea unii de comentat la adresa comportamentului meu, pe mine tot in pula ma doare si in niciun caz nu ma voi schimba de dragul lor, al perfectilor. SOPS :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Doamnele' ajuta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-8966984239244118316?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/8966984239244118316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/8966984239244118316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2010/02/unii-oameni-sunt-fucking-unbelievable.html' title='GEAMANOOOO!!'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S27Bgp2GFEI/AAAAAAAAAPA/ROOHBEGKfmw/s72-c/nou-zodiac-auto-gemeni_1244804000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-8444660795849894662</id><published>2010-02-05T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T14:51:24.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nu ca vreau sa zic...dar vreau sa spun!</title><content type='html'>...si ca sa vezi ce ti-e si cu omul...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azi plange si se taie la vena si a doua zi se trezeste ca dic...dapoi ios pula'n lumea asta?? Iar ai uitat de mine? Iar am ajuns in viata mea pe locul 2. 3...? Iar va bateti pula de omul caruia ii pasa!!Oare cin' se cred ratatii astia nascuti pe 'ist pamant numai pentru a face viata amara? Ei cred ca asa se doboara un monument de bun simt? :) ioi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De multe ori se intampla sa ajungi la rascruce de drum, sa stai ca prostu' ala cu pula-n balta ce inca mai trage speranta ca da de o musca pestisorul de aur...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S-a spus de nenumarate ori si as vrea sa ma adaog la nenumarare si sa spun cat de clar pot :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viata cateodata e de super cacat ( si n-am mintit) !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se intampla tot felul de chestii de-a lungul ei si tu pur si simplu staiiiiiiiii da de se rezolva singur necazul iar dupa opspe ani observi ca ai ajuns de unde ai plecat si anume la '' oare mie unde pula mea mi-e locul ?? ''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunt atatea chestii suparatoare in viata asta si mi-as dori din tot sufletul sa le iau in pula, mi-as dori sa pot sa fac o schimbare in sistemul asta de cacat care nu stie sa anunte doar simplul bis...m-am saturat de atata neintelegere, mitocanie, aroganta, indiferenta, rautate, secrete si asa mai departe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca tot se zice ca noi suntem stapani pe vietiile noastre, cum pula suntem atat de lasi si slabi incat nici o alegere importanta pentru noi dar nesemnificativa pentru altii nu putem face? Cuvantul NU l-am uitat, EU, la fel , NOI nu exista si cate si mai cate. Sunt foarte dezamagita de unele intamplari ale vietii mele si clar nu exista cineva suficient de stabil psihic pentru a-mi asculta nemultumirile sau dorintele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce vreau eu sa zic de fapt e ca...in acest moment ma simt captiva in propria-mi colivie. Sunt trista si lipsita de viata, de speranta, de iubire, de intelegere, de pasiune, de orice medicament pentru sufletul meu, vreau sa spun ca ma evapor sau ma usuc, m-am inchis in mine si nu vreau sa vorbesc cu nimeni, si-asa putini m-ar intelege, nu are sens sa imi dezvalui partea sensibila, cea de pizda plangacioasa care are nevoie de iubire si sprijin, de mangaieri si vorbe dulci, de sinceritate si INCREDERE pentru ca multi ar crede ca o dau in teatru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma simt slaba cu burta plina, singura cu tine langa mine in pat, urata chiar si machiata :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si mi se pare normal ca macar odata pe luna :) sa imi plang de mila ca stiu ca sunt putini carora le pasa iar daca le pasa nu se implica asa cum mi-a dori...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si-apoi cum pula mea sa ma plang in halul asta cuiva? In primul rand nu ar avea suficient timp pentru mine si poate nici eu nu as vrea sa ma destainui, unele scurgeri emotionale sunt bune de eliberat doar in desert...As fi privita ca o falsa ca doar YO nu pot fi atat de sensibila si firava iar anumite cuvinte prea sincere ar putea provoca zambete venind de la mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am zis!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oamnenii sunt egoisti si intr-adevar sunt reala arme indreptate catre tine ce intotdeauna lovesc unde doare mai tare si acum pe mine ma doare nepasarea lor, a tuturor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1000 de oameni am pe langa mine, poate unul observa ca nu mai sunt cum eram candva si poate si-ar dori sa ma regasesc fara ajutor din exterior bineinteles, le lipseste vesnicul clovn plin de viata, omul cu idei geniale si totodata prostesti, 1000 de oameni carora nu le pasa, 1000 de oameni ce sunt cu mine doar la bine, 1000 de oameni ce vad dar nu reactioneaza, 1000 de oameni ce poate trec prin ce trec si eu dar nu vor sa vada sau sa auda!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As vrea sa fiu altfel, dar in momentul acesta, azi, sunt asa cum va spuneam, cand o sa ma pun la nani o sa incerc sa ma incurajez stiind ca maine e o noua zi in care pot face o schimbare, chiar daca ar putea fi inspre rau, poate in secunda urmatoare o sa ma trazneasca vreo super idee si o sa uit de smiorcaiala si chiar o sa imi regasesc marea parte a personalitatii mele de super fara numar pizda pe care acum o reneg, vreau sa imi ling sarea de pe picioare!! clar?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-8444660795849894662?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/8444660795849894662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/8444660795849894662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2010/02/nu-ca-vreau-sa-zicdar-vreau-sa-spun.html' title='nu ca vreau sa zic...dar vreau sa spun!'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-3612968109247944622</id><published>2010-02-03T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T09:28:34.521-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bis faza cu 23...dar ai uitat ca mai sunt si eu'/><title type='text'>Biata vecina :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S2nOe51dUvI/AAAAAAAAAO4/VViubk28el8/s1600-h/Shattered_Tears_by_Zindy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434101455715652338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 399px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S2nOe51dUvI/AAAAAAAAAO4/VViubk28el8/s400/Shattered_Tears_by_Zindy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Confuza se uita la telefon si vedea litere legate in cuvinte care pentru ea in acele momente nu isi aveau locul. Surprinsa de raceala vorbelor si de uraciunea semnificatiei lor a inlemnit. Ochii i s-au impanzit de lacrimi si ii batea inima cu putere. Ii venea sa izbucnesc in plans, sa nu-i mai pese de oamenii ce o inconjurau sau de urmarile scaparii ei. Nu intelegea de unde atata indiferenta si rautate. L-ar fi sunat sa urle la el, sa ii spuna ce simtea si cat de mult suferea dupa cele intamplate, dar a considerat ca nu are sens din moment ce el a luat decizia singur. Mii si mii de ganduri si posibilitati ii zburau prin minte si nu gasea nici o usita sa iasa din filmu de groaza ce se derula...A citit mesajele de 100 de ori sa intelega, sa nu mai trebuiasca sa isi rasuceasca cutitul in rana. Cu ochii deschisi, in nebunia de imagini ce i se derulau in fata ochilor, l-a vazut pe EL. Salvatorul inimii...&lt;br /&gt;...legaturi bolnavicioase...l-a sunat cu incredere..a crezut ca i se rupe sufletul cand i-a auzit vocea. Era mai blanda ca niciodata, incerca din rasputeri sa o asculte, sa o inteleaga si sa ii opreasca suspinul. I s-au intepenit vorbele-n gat, ii era greu sa mai inghita...sa respire.&lt;br /&gt;Ii spunea sa planga ca doar lacrimile ii pot alina durerea, doar ele ii vor limpezi amaraciune din suflet.&lt;br /&gt;Si-ar fi dorit sa fie cu ea, sa-i poata oferi un loc cald si protector in bratele lui, sa o asigure ca intr-o zi o sa-i fie bine, ca undeva cineva o asteapta si ca acel cineva o vrea exact asa cum e ea, sincera si devotata...&lt;br /&gt;Nu mai simtea nimic, auzea doar vocea din telefon si incerca sa se indepartez de gandurile negre..''a mea esti si te vad perfecta, nefericitului i se va lua darul de care nu a stiut sa se bucure''&lt;br /&gt;''esti a mea si ai sa vezi ca intr-o zi iti vor creste arpile fericirii si inima iti va sari din piept de atata lumina si iubire''...a zambit la gandul lui si a incercat sa se tina tare, auzea cum respira, stia ca si el, cu greu se stapaneste si a continuat, s-am imbarbatat sa stie cat de mult pentru ea a contat ajutorul lui neconditionat!&lt;br /&gt;...''nu incerca sa aprinzi o hartie pe care ai udat-o''...P.Z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(timpul inchide ranile iar moartea le va vindeca) P. Z. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si da, diferenta era clar, ea chiar il iubea!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-3612968109247944622?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/3612968109247944622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/3612968109247944622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2010/02/biata-vecina.html' title='Biata vecina :('/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S2nOe51dUvI/AAAAAAAAAO4/VViubk28el8/s72-c/Shattered_Tears_by_Zindy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-2923105383183770177</id><published>2010-01-23T12:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T13:09:32.211-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iar te-ai spart tu??'/><title type='text'>Sambata?</title><content type='html'>Sambata...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimic de facut, stau in fata calculatorului si mananc un nudles ( supa la plic) si ma mai gazez din cand in cand cu cate un super miros care surprinzator iese din mine :) . M-as duce pan' la magazin sa imi iau niste bere, dar mi-e foarte lene si nu vreau sa ma duc ca mai apoi imi trebuiesc si tigari si nu e loc pentru ca e a mia incercare de a ma lasa si plus de asta nu are farmec ca beau numai eu iar muzica imi merge doar in casti ca doarme lumea in casa, respectam oamenii nu gluma :)&lt;br /&gt;Totusi parca as iesi in oras, dar nu am bani, nu am cu cine si chiar daca as depune efortul de as iesi, nu m-as distra ca nu e cine trebuie cu mine. Barbatul imi munceste, sor' mea e prea gravida sa mai iasa si asa mai departe...Rezulta ca o sa imi termin de mancat supica si cam atat pe ziua de azi, nu mai am ce zice, stau aci si ma dozez cu ceva gaz lacrimogen natural, clar, sperand ca nimeni nu va aprinde vreun foc si probabil luni o sa dau duma ca dic...ce bine m-am simtit in weekend :)) Deja devine rutina, pffff sper ca in curand sa revin la checul meu, ca stilul asta de viata nu ma defineste, chiar mai mult, ma sufoca!!&lt;br /&gt;Voua sa va fie bine in pula me!&lt;br /&gt;Doamnele ajuta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P. S. ''asta ultimul a fost mortal" :))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-2923105383183770177?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/2923105383183770177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/2923105383183770177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2010/01/sambata.html' title='Sambata?'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-5312721775110119600</id><published>2010-01-19T11:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T09:23:38.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my feelings in my words....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S1Yb0lXVdBI/AAAAAAAAAOw/r-lFnY-vjFw/s1600-h/thelovers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428556991038845970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S1Yb0lXVdBI/AAAAAAAAAOw/r-lFnY-vjFw/s400/thelovers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...stateam gandita si oftam...&lt;br /&gt;Cu speranta ma gandeam...&lt;br /&gt;Ca va fi bine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soarele imi mangaia obrazul,&lt;br /&gt;Imi alina necazul...&lt;br /&gt;Fiorul zilelor senine si gandul de bine&lt;br /&gt;Ma duceau la tine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stateam ca prostul si visam,&lt;br /&gt;La cerul pe care nu-l ajungeam.&lt;br /&gt;Dar la care mai speram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doua clipiri malefice,&lt;br /&gt;Au reusit visul sa-l strice,&lt;br /&gt;Ca mai apoi sa cad&lt;br /&gt;Intr-un chin mai rau ca-n iad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nebunia m-a cuprins,&lt;br /&gt;Ma simteam un om invins,&lt;br /&gt;Ale carui dorinte de mult s-au stins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realizam cu usurinta...&lt;br /&gt;''El nu vrea a mea fiinta,&lt;br /&gt;Planurile nu includ&lt;br /&gt;Fetita cu gandul nud''.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''Sufletul meu e nimic,&lt;br /&gt;Cand se gandeste la castig&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu ce i-as putea da,&lt;br /&gt;Mai mult decat fiinta mea''.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si ma durea nebuneste.&lt;br /&gt;Stiam ca el nu ma doreste.&lt;br /&gt;Nu ma vedea ca eu sunt&lt;br /&gt;Pentru el&lt;br /&gt;Si doar atat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''Alina-mi tu suferinta,&lt;br /&gt;Si intelege-mi dorinta.&lt;br /&gt;Asculta-mi inima cum bate&lt;br /&gt;Cand imi esti aproape.&lt;br /&gt;Ia-ti putere din simtirile mele!&lt;br /&gt;Si mi-e de ajuns. ''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Oare cum sa ma fac inteleasa? Vreau sa fiu vazuta, simtita si auzita!!&lt;br /&gt;Cum de e atat de greu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d'amar mi-a fi si de tura asta :))&lt;br /&gt;Doamnele ajuta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-5312721775110119600?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/5312721775110119600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=5312721775110119600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/5312721775110119600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/5312721775110119600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-feelings-in-my-words.html' title='my feelings in my words....'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S1Yb0lXVdBI/AAAAAAAAAOw/r-lFnY-vjFw/s72-c/thelovers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-4645884098100923084</id><published>2010-01-16T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T08:50:19.787-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copilarie old school'/><title type='text'>Copilaria mea in cuvintele lui...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S1Iu39gWAyI/AAAAAAAAAOY/wz47f4dqMLU/s1600-h/hide_and_seek1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427452039872774946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 329px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S1Iu39gWAyI/AAAAAAAAAOY/wz47f4dqMLU/s400/hide_and_seek1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suntem copiii anilor 50-90, vedem acum in anul 2010 cum casa parintilor nostri este de 50 de ori mai scumpa decat atunci cand au cumparat-o si realizam ca noi o sa platim pentru casele noastre in jur de 50 de ani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu avem amintiri despre primii pasi pe luna, nici despre razboaie sangeroase, dar avem cultura generala, pentru ca asta insemna ceva odata.&lt;br /&gt;Suntem ultima generatie care a jucat "Ascunselea", "Castel", "Ratele si vanatorii", "Tara, tara! vrem ostasi","Sticluta cu otrava", "Pac Pac", "Hotii si vardistii", ultimii care au strigat "Un doi trei la perete stai", ultimii care ne-am imbogatit din ''Zala'' si ''Tic'', ultimii care s-au distrat uitandu-se la deafilme, ultimii care au folosit telefoanele cu fise dar primii care am facut petreceri video (inchiriam un video si stateam sa ne uitam la filme 2 zile inchisi in casa), primii care am vazut desene animate color, primii care am renuntat la casete audio si le-am inlocuit cu CD-uri.&lt;br /&gt;Noi am purtat jeansi elastici, pantaloni evazati, geci de blugi de la turci, iar cine avea firme gen Lee sau Puma erau deja prea tari.&lt;br /&gt;Noi am fost ultimii "Soimi ai Patriei" si ultimii "Pioneri". La gradinita am invatat poezii in romaneste, nu in engleza...Si am cantat MULTI ANI TRAIASCA nu HAPPY BIRTHDAY la aniversari.&lt;br /&gt;Am sorbit din ochi Sclava Isaura, Beverly Hills , Melrose Place , Twin Peaks, Dallas .. si cine zice ca nu s-a uitat ori minte ori nu avea inca televizor.&lt;br /&gt;Reclamele de pe posturile straine ne innebuneau si abia asteptam sa vina si la noi inghetata Magnum sau pustile alea absolut superbe cu apa. Intre timp ne consolam cu Tango cu vanilie si ciocolata si clasicele bidoane umplute cu apa de la robinet, care turnate in cap ne provocau cele mai memorabile pneumonii. Si uite un motiv bun sa nu mergem la scoala. Noi am fost ultimii care am mestecat delicoasa guma Turbo inebuniti de gustul inconfundabil. Noi am ascultat si Metallica si Ace of Base si DJ Bobo si Michael Jackson si Backstreet Boys si Take That si inca nu auzisem de manele singurele melodii de joc fiind horele la chefuri la care nimeni nu stia pasii dar toti dansam!&lt;br /&gt;Dar spre deosebire de copiii din ziua de azi, am auzit atat de Led Zeppelin, Jimi Hendrix, Abba si de Queen cat si de noile nume gen 50 Cent si Britney Spears. Am citit "Licurici", "Pif", Ciresarii, si am baut Cico si Zmeurata si ni s-a parut ceva extraordinar cand au aparut primele sucuri "de la TEC " fara sa ne fie teama ca "au prea multe E-uri", iar la scoala beam toata clasa dintr-o sticla de suc fara teama de virusi.&lt;br /&gt;Noi am baut primul Pepsi la sticla si am descoperit internetul. Noi nu ne dadeam bip-uri, fluieram sau urlam pe la geamuri ca descreieratii sa iesim afara si cand ne era foame strigam sa ne arunce un colt de paine sa nu cumva sa mergem in casa. Noi nu aveam dolby surround system, taceam toti ca sa auzim actiunea filmului. Nu aveam Nintendo sau Playstation ci jocuri tetris de care ne plictiseam la o luna dupa ce le cumparam si le uitam pe dulap, pline de praf.&lt;br /&gt;Abia asteptam la chefuri sa jucam "Fantanita", sau "Flori, fete sau baieti", sau "Adevar sau Provocare" sau orice ne dadea un pretext sa "pupam pe gura" pe cine "iubeam"..&lt;br /&gt;Noi suntem cei care inca au mai "cerut prietenia", care inca roseam la inocentul pupic pe obraz si la auzul groaznicului cuvant "sex", care dadeam cu banul care sa intre in farmacie sa cumpere prezervative, pe care apoi sa le umplem cu apa si sa le aruncam in capul colegilor, care am completat mii de oracole sperand ca persoana iubita va citi acolo unde scrie "De cine iti place?" ca ne place de el/ea.&lt;br /&gt;Este uimitor ca inca mai suntem in viata pentru ca noi am mers cu bicicleta fara casca, genunchiere si cotiere, nu am avut scaune speciale in masini, nu am aruncat la gunoi bomboanele care ne cadeau din greseala pe jos, nu am avut pastile cu capac special sa nu fie desfacute de copii, nu ne-am spalat pe maini dupa ce ne-am jucat cu toti cainii si toate pisicile din cartier, nu am tinut cont de cate lipide si glucide mancam, parintii nostri nu au "child proof house", ne-au trimis sa cumparam bere si vin de la alimentara si cate un pachet de tigari de la tutungerie fara pic de greata.&lt;br /&gt;Noi am auzit cum s-a tras la Revolutie, noi am fost martorii a trei schimbari de bancnote si monede, noi am ras la bancuri cu Bula, noi am fost primii care au auzit-o pe Andreea Esca la Pro TV , noi suntem cei care mai tinem minte emisiunea "Feriti-va de magarus".&lt;br /&gt;Suntem o generatie de invingatori, de visatori, de "first-timers" suntem cei mai adevarati ...&lt;br /&gt;Daca citesti si ai cazut macar un pic pe ganduri, esti de-al nostru ! Au fost vremuri super fara numar si sunt mandra ca le-am prins si eu, copiii din ziua de azi nu cunosc multe din distractiile pe care noi le aveam atunci, habar nu au ei ce au pierdut. Tipul sau tipa care a scris treaba asta a surpins anumite momente memorabile intr-u text atat de simplu....pfff si ce ocupati mai eram inca....Doamne feri!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deaia zic...eu una, mi-am trait copilaria, eu n-am fost pula-n viata asta!! Asa-i Flu?? Mersi de remember... la mine place moolt :* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-4645884098100923084?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/4645884098100923084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=4645884098100923084' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/4645884098100923084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/4645884098100923084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2010/01/copilaria-mea-in-cuvintele-lui.html' title='Copilaria mea in cuvintele lui...'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S1Iu39gWAyI/AAAAAAAAAOY/wz47f4dqMLU/s72-c/hide_and_seek1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-2147546747744764949</id><published>2010-01-09T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T16:48:12.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Placerile vietii mele...</title><content type='html'>Sunt cea mai mare vedeta in  lumea mea imaginara, cea mai cinstita cu parul pletit si cea mai adevarata. Stand pe WC m-am gandit ca ar fi timpul sa imi hranesc milioanele de cititori cu picanteriile vietii mele. Da da dragii mei nu e nici o minciuna o sa imi divulg cu cea mai mare senilitate placerile vietii mele. O sa aflati in sfarsit pentru ce anume traiesc eu pe lumea asta, ce ma face sa ma simt implinita si super fericita!! Incredibil!!&lt;br /&gt;Nici o alta vedeta nu a mai facut asa ceva dar sa nu va mai amagesc si sa imi dau drumul in life , nu de alta dar cu siguranta v-am facut curiosi :)).&lt;br /&gt;Asa ca subliniez...placerile vietii mele sunt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;La mine place sa mananc...mult, bine si sanatos, atat de mult incat sa ma doara stomacu si sa imi curga o zabala la gura ca nu mai e loc sa o inghit;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mai place la mine sa beau....waaaa cat de mult imi place, sa imi cada asa bine dupa toata mancarea aia gretoasa o bautura de'a dreptul nesimtita, dar nu oricum ci in limitele bunului simt ca dic...mai am si asa ceva (sometimes);&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Apoi e bun un super somn, tulai doamne bine e sa dorm...mai ales cand am burtica plina si vezica golita de orice lichid ce mi-ar putea bruia somnul, nu strica si un super vis ce ma face sa zambesc  si care de atata excitare imi permite si eliminarea unui gaz letal :);&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sa nu mai vorbim de acea placere ce ma face sa vibrez pan' la os,treaba aia la care virginele viseaza salivand mai rau decat camilele... da da, e vorba de renumitul pulosos activus sau de pulicilinus care te loveste mai rau decat trenul si care te lasa mai knockout decat 'al mai tare croseu ever, Doamne ce imi plac smecheriile!!!Clar!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nu uitam nici de zbenguiala aia din discoteci care ma scutura de toate pacatele lumesti si nelumesti...locul unde totul se invarte in jurul meu si lumea toata e in delir...cui ii pasa? ma simt bine si atat!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sa fiu mai lumeasca, trebuie sa recunos ca imi plac momentele petrecute in familie si clipele in care vad ca mai exista oameni cu sentimente si suflet, lor le multumesc, pentru ei dau ce am mai bun, pot sa zic ca pentru ei mai supravietuiesc in groapa asta de gunoi...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Aha...sa nu uit de una din placerile mele favorite, imi place sa imi bat pula, sa batjocoresc si sa rad de toti fraierii clar!!! Nu sunt cu nimic mai speciala in ochii lor, sunt un simplu muritor mai naspa decat ei, dar eu stiu ca pot mai mult decat ei si mai stiu ca nu imi doresc sa ma cobor la nivelul lor, nu de alta dar mi-as strica ochiul...care vede tot.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Imi mai place sa stau de povesti, pardon sa stau la barfa cu sor' mea aia mare, sa stam si sa despicam firul in 10, sa intoarcem cacatul pe toate partile si sa tragem concluziile, nimic nu se compara cu girls night, it' s a must!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Alte placeri in viata mea??...sa fiu miserupista, sa ma pish pe toate strazile, sa scuip, sa ma sparg cand zice cineva vreun adevar si nu numai, sa dau ale mai lipicioase flegme si sa injur, e modul meu cel mai liber de expimare, iti spun cine sunt de la prima ragaiala ( pot sa imi zic numele ragaind ) si pot sa te fac si din vorbe daca imi dai motivul perfect.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ioi am si uitat, imi place sa rad ore in sir cand imi spun povestile care incep cu...cacat...waaa cate mi s-au intamplat ti le zic de 1000 de ori si tot numai eu rad:))&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;As putea continua...sunt sigura ca mai sunt dar nu mai am rabdare si nici energie s-au epuizat resursele pentru ziua de azi. Nu mai zic nimic va las si pe voi sa va dai in stamba si sa imi ziceti ce va place sa faceti cel mai mult!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pan' la urmatorul meu delir....Doamne ajuta!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-2147546747744764949?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/2147546747744764949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=2147546747744764949' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/2147546747744764949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/2147546747744764949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2010/01/placerile-vietii-mele.html' title='Placerile vietii mele...'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-2071464879943876675</id><published>2010-01-08T12:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T13:29:44.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Femeia perfecta...</title><content type='html'>...dragii mei, nebunii astia chiar ma enerveaza cu nervii :) si nu de alta dar spun cateodata numai lucruri adevarate iar cum mie imi plac smecheriile astea de 2 lei 3 lei, trebuie neaparat sa va zic cate ceva despre...Femeia Perfecta sau mai bine zis Femeia Ideala in viziunea barbatilor!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da, intr-adevar dragi cititori ca dic...exista si asa ceva si in nici un caz nu e acel tip de femeie cu masurile 90 60 90, ca alea-s femei pe banda, milioane ca ele, nimic special, aici e vorba de ceva, altceva mai important decat aspectul:)). Nu mai retin cine mi-a mai dat si duma asta ca mi-ar placea sa il citez, stiu numai ca e super tare si culmea nesimtirii e ca eu o vad si cu sens si chiar incerc sa indeplinesc cerintele, nu de alta dar e data drecu :)) Asa ca, zicea un dilimandros de al meu ca pentru a fi femeia perfecta trebuie sa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fi femeie in casa.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424469710960803666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S0eWdkivP1I/AAAAAAAAAN4/QCSX4iQFx-o/s400/housewife_happy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Doamna pe strada.... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424472440973411330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S0eY8eodxAI/AAAAAAAAAOA/HO_PeDMe7Pc/s400/rochie_de_mireasa_saboya_a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...si bineinteles...o curva perversa in pat :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S0eijg5maMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/yJ5aTHoIX_o/s1600-h/sexy_lady.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424483007201700034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S0eijg5maMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/yJ5aTHoIX_o/s400/sexy_lady.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crud...dar adevarat :))&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu, eu zic ca e o treaba care trebuie adulmecata si gandita...apoi fiecare cu ce-l doare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOAMNELE AJUTA!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-2071464879943876675?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/2071464879943876675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=2071464879943876675' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/2071464879943876675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/2071464879943876675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2010/01/femeia-perfecta.html' title='Femeia perfecta...'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S0eWdkivP1I/AAAAAAAAAN4/QCSX4iQFx-o/s72-c/housewife_happy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-1955351918933074958</id><published>2010-01-04T11:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T11:20:05.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...unii ce nu-s ca altii...</title><content type='html'>N-au nevoie de prezentare, sunt unii ce-s mai buni decat altii din punctul meu de vedere. Vizionare placuta :)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S0dwvJLpapI/AAAAAAAAANw/czNYbiHVPvY/s1600-h/SAM_0290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424428231411985042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S0dwvJLpapI/AAAAAAAAANw/czNYbiHVPvY/s400/SAM_0290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S0dwGiTttcI/AAAAAAAAANo/0BHoDEnRdzU/s1600-h/DSC00951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424427533782070722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S0dwGiTttcI/AAAAAAAAANo/0BHoDEnRdzU/s400/DSC00951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S0dvj9kVm-I/AAAAAAAAANg/hVw_vsnkUEg/s1600-h/DSC00159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424426939804130274" style="FLOAT: right; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S0I8AyLBu2I/AAAAAAAAANI/-Tr5E7kI5tg/s400/SAM_0176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422962685882235186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S0I71Ko1eTI/AAAAAAAAANA/AK4VDPwqH-0/s400/SAM_0136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S0I7SKm4ukI/AAAAAAAAAM4/tqFYpycaUk0/s1600-h/DSC01912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422962084578638402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S0I7SKm4ukI/AAAAAAAAAM4/tqFYpycaUk0/s400/DSC01912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...simpli oameni ce au tupeul sa ma binedispuna fara prea mari eforturi...multzam fain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sa nu fie cu suparare pentru cei ce nu-s p' aci, imi mai trebuiesc poze, de care o sa fac rost, cu inca cativa dilimandrosi, asta pentru a-mi complecta postarea :) Doamne ajuta!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-1955351918933074958?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/1955351918933074958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=1955351918933074958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/1955351918933074958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/1955351918933074958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2010/01/unii-ce-nu-s-ca-altii.html' title='...unii ce nu-s ca altii...'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S0dwvJLpapI/AAAAAAAAANw/czNYbiHVPvY/s72-c/SAM_0290.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-3912653520351181111</id><published>2009-12-14T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T16:55:29.472-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Craciun pentru toti'/><title type='text'>Sa tot fie Craciun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/Sy1wM9gdFyI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/cx_Ntw7Jsdc/s1600-h/Poze_Desktop_de_Iarna_Imagini_Zapada_Omat_Ninsoare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417109294768002850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 333px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/Sy1wM9gdFyI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/cx_Ntw7Jsdc/s400/Poze_Desktop_de_Iarna_Imagini_Zapada_Omat_Ninsoare.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Iubesc sarbatorile de iarna, inca de mica ai mei au incercat sa ne invete sa pretuim si sa sarbatorim Craciunul ca pe cea mai mare si importanta sarbatoare de peste an, lucru pe care il respect si in ziua de azi sau macar incerc :P. Pe langa faptul ca talentata familiei, surioara cea mare este nascuta in Ajunul Craciunului, ador sarbatoarea in sine pentru ca are bunul obicei de a aduce liniste si fericire in familia mea, aduce satisfactie mamei si tatei ca au copii si ca au reusit sa ii tina uniti si linistiti. Mai apoi e Sf. Stefan...ziua lui tati si a lui So Cri, iar de Rev surioara mai mica si Bandita imbatraneste cu un an, ca noi toti de altfel. Cum sa nu iubim perioada asta cand e sarbatoare in fiecare zi???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Un singur lucru mi-e foarte clar. Cu parere de rau declar ca anul acesta nu voi fi acasa de sarbatori si nu e din cauza ca voi fi la o super cabana in vreo destinatie inzapezita ca de obicei ci pentru nu sunt acolo, sunt aici, eu cu tine si cu ei...doar noi!&lt;br /&gt;Incerc sa nu fiu nici prea naspa si nici prea sentimentala ca nu e de bine pentru mine. E adevarat ca mi-as dori sa fiu acasa cu oamenii ce ma iubesc cel mai mult (trei sferturi din ei, ca un pion e cu mine ), e adevarat ca acum as vrea sa fiu acolo, in Romania tuturor posibilitatilor si e cel mai mare adevar cand spun NO CHANCE :)&lt;br /&gt;Si daca nu sunt acasa, imi iau libertatea de a visa cum vrea muschiul meu, pana ma ia cu dureri de cap...Am deja planul facut pentru sarbatorile astea...&lt;br /&gt;As putea sa ma uit la Singur acasa, filmul care e primul vestitor al Craciunului iar mai apoi sa imi dau filmul vietii mele in difuzare in cea mai tare visare.&lt;br /&gt;O sa stau cu ochii in tavan sa ma gandesc ce epuizant era sa merg cu mama la cumparaturi si mai apoi cum mituita fiind faceam tot ce zicea ea. Mami era foarte bandita cand eram mai micuti, ne mituia cu fel si chip de creme, pardon, resturi de creme de pe blide, doar sa stam pe langa ea, ii facea placere sa ne vada cum ne chinuiam sa facem si noi ceva pe langa ea, sa ne dam mari ca si noi putem sa ii dam o mana de ajutor. E super tare cum imaginar impodobesc &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417112369092626498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/Sy1y_6QkCEI/AAAAAAAAAMo/1FR0nl7f2FY/s400/brad-de-craciun.gif" border="0" /&gt;bradul cu tata si cu fratiorii mei. Si tata avea asii lui in maneca si cu cate o bombonica reusea sa ne tina pe langa el,sa impodobim bradu impreuna, el punea instalatia iar noi ne destrabalam cu globuri si bomboane pe unde ne taia capul, ascultand colinde si colindatori, iar mai apoi dupa ce totul era pregatit ne imbracam cu ce aveam mai bun si plecam la colindat, la devorat de mancare si golit pahare, ca la intoarcere sa vedem cum Mosu s-a usurat de cadouri la noi sub brad, ce tare era cum faceau ai mei pe surprinsii si curiosii si ne intrebau ce am primit si sa le dam si lor ca pe ei i-au uitat ca numai noi am fost cuminti :)) smecherii. Pentru mine Craciunul e premiul pe care sufletul il primeste &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/Sy10OA1hD5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/IOXTdAHBkJ0/s1600-h/MosCraciun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417113710888030098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/Sy10OA1hD5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/IOXTdAHBkJ0/s400/MosCraciun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dupa un an de zbucium si necazuri, e un nou aliniat dintr-un capitol, scris cu cel mai bun tus, e sentimentul care te face sa lacrimezi cand vezi fericirea si implinirea pe chipurile celor dragi, e ziua in care tata canta cel mai mult :) e...inexplicabil...Oricum nu ma las eu prea tare pe tanjala si chiar daca nu sunt cu ei, am aici parte din sufletul lor ii simt mereu aproape. Imi este de ajuns gandul ca ei sunt bine si sper, la fel ca in fiecare an, ca voi fi acasa anul viitor de Craciun, impreuna... sa simtim ca suntem unul pentru celalalt si ca ne iubim. Mos Craciun chiar exista in lumea mea si e acel sentiment care uneste oameni...si oameni...va poopa io, sa aveti parte de mult bine! :*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-3912653520351181111?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/3912653520351181111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=3912653520351181111' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/3912653520351181111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/3912653520351181111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2009/12/sa-tot-fie-craciun.html' title='Sa tot fie Craciun'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/Sy1wM9gdFyI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/cx_Ntw7Jsdc/s72-c/Poze_Desktop_de_Iarna_Imagini_Zapada_Omat_Ninsoare.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-3065790212004589897</id><published>2009-12-11T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T14:37:58.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Killers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rCE1MeUZgNk&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1&amp;amp;" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I did my best to notice&lt;br /&gt;When the call came down the line&lt;br /&gt;Up to the platform of surrender&lt;br /&gt;I was brought but I was kind&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes I get nervous&lt;br /&gt;When I see an open door...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes, clear your heart...&lt;br /&gt;Cut the cord &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ref : Are we human or are we dancer&lt;br /&gt;My sign is vital, my hands are cold&lt;br /&gt;and I’m on my knees looking for the answer&lt;br /&gt;Are we human or are we dancer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pay my respects to grace and virtue&lt;br /&gt;Send my condolences to good&lt;br /&gt;Give my regards to soul and romance&lt;br /&gt;They always did the best they could&lt;br /&gt;and so long to devotion, you taught me everything I know&lt;br /&gt;wave good bye, wish me well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gotta let me go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ref: Are we human or are we dancer&lt;br /&gt;My sign is vital, my hands are cold&lt;br /&gt;and I’m on my knees looking for the answer&lt;br /&gt;Are we human or are we dancer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will your system be alright&lt;br /&gt;When you dream of home tonight&lt;br /&gt;There is no message were receiving&lt;br /&gt;Let me know is your heart still beating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ref: Are we human or are we dancer&lt;br /&gt;My sign is vital, my hands are cold&lt;br /&gt;and I’m on my knees looking for the answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ve gotta let me know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ref: Are we human or are we dancer&lt;br /&gt;My sign is vital, my hands are cold&lt;br /&gt;and I’m on my knees looking for the answer&lt;br /&gt;Are we human&lt;br /&gt;or are we dancer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we human or are we dancer,&lt;br /&gt;Are we human or are we dancer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-3065790212004589897?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/3065790212004589897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=3065790212004589897' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/3065790212004589897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/3065790212004589897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2009/12/killers.html' title='The Killers...'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-1888870706232929769</id><published>2009-12-04T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T13:06:41.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In culori...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/Sxmu4iyew1I/AAAAAAAAALo/Uje6hni07Ro/s1600-h/rain-crop2.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/SxmjqTGmbnI/AAAAAAAAALg/0yEqb39zRBQ/s1600-h/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411536374340152946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/SxmjqTGmbnI/AAAAAAAAALg/0yEqb39zRBQ/s400/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     Viseaza ca si cand ai trai pentru totdeauna, traieste ca si cand ai muri azi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-1888870706232929769?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/1888870706232929769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=1888870706232929769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/1888870706232929769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/1888870706232929769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2009/12/in-culori.html' title='In culori...'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/SxmjqTGmbnI/AAAAAAAAALg/0yEqb39zRBQ/s72-c/untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-5955237833110344117</id><published>2009-12-04T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T16:31:50.054-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='let it be'/><title type='text'>..if you say so...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/SxhP5eL7HGI/AAAAAAAAAKM/CbUYepZ5ZPY/s1600-h/In_love_by_angrymouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411162801059863650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/SxhP5eL7HGI/AAAAAAAAAKM/CbUYepZ5ZPY/s400/In_love_by_angrymouse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dragostea e aripa pe care Dumnezeu&lt;br /&gt;A dat-o omului pentru a se ridica la El.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amarnic e s-ajungi carunt,&lt;br /&gt;Stiind c-ai risipit la intamplare&lt;br /&gt;Iubirea,&lt;br /&gt;Ca pe-un simplu ban marunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au spus altii si eu zic ca au dreptate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-5955237833110344117?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/5955237833110344117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=5955237833110344117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/5955237833110344117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/5955237833110344117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-you-say-so.html' title='..if you say so...'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/SxhP5eL7HGI/AAAAAAAAAKM/CbUYepZ5ZPY/s72-c/In_love_by_angrymouse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-7947031795990044514</id><published>2009-12-02T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T14:21:47.536-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doamnele&apos; ajuta'/><title type='text'>I dare you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/SxhXXm_rUfI/AAAAAAAAAKc/p6YKcWJ-bB8/s1600-h/100042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411171015401886194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/SxhXXm_rUfI/AAAAAAAAAKc/p6YKcWJ-bB8/s400/100042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;....spune repede care e diferenta dintre noi? E cumva porcaria aia ce se numeste gandire sau cacatul ala numit realism? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pff cred ca sunt multe chestii despre care noi oamenii nu vorbim de teama ca o sa descoperim ca nu suntem ceea ce trebuie, ca avem numeroase defecte si ca nici nu avem de gand sa ne schimbam, asa ca mai bine ne facem indiferenti si ne dam drept ceea ce nu suntem dar ne-am dori sa fim si ne continuam cacatul de viata asa cum e...ne place sa ne vedem mai buni decat realmente suntem si ne place sa ii vedem pe altii mai prosti decat noi. Clar ca ei sunt expirati si nestiutori iar noi suntem cei mai buni dintre cei mai buni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...eu cred ca esti cel mai tare daca ai tupeu sa zici ca esti un om slab dar ai sa faci ceva sa fi un om mai bun. Esti un las daca te complaci cu putinul din viata ta mai ales daca sti ca poti mai mult. Nu te lasa doborat si incearca sa iti implinesti idealurile, nimic nu e cum pare a fi totul e o mare minciuna si doar tu esti singurul care te poate ajuta. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cat despre mine...eu chiar pot mai mult si vreau sa fiu mai bine decat sunt deocamdata, vreau sa imi stabilesc un record pe care mai tarziu sa mi-l dobor, sunt un om cu potential si nu vreau sa mai dezamagesc oamenii ce cred in mine. Chiar pot multe si o sa demonstrez asta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hai bafta la noroc nenorocitilor :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-7947031795990044514?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/7947031795990044514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=7947031795990044514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/7947031795990044514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/7947031795990044514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2009/11/numai-d-amar-sa-nu-fie.html' title='I dare you!'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/SxhXXm_rUfI/AAAAAAAAAKc/p6YKcWJ-bB8/s72-c/100042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-777738793068123243</id><published>2009-12-01T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T17:03:10.569-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bai romane...'/><title type='text'>1 Decembrie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/SxhbUdB9iYI/AAAAAAAAAKk/zXubYKeFkDU/s1600-h/steag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411175359234017666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/SxhbUdB9iYI/AAAAAAAAAKk/zXubYKeFkDU/s400/steag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pentru ca eu chiar sunt dusa cu pluta si imi place sa respect traditia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pentru ca noi chiar suntem romani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Pentru ca in 5 zile vine Mos Nicolae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Pentru ca in curand vin sarbatori mai mari care o sa ma bucure foarte mult&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Pentru ca e vorba de una din lunile ce-mi plac mie o sa incerc pentru o secunda sa ma teleportez sufleteste in Romania si sa simt bucuria zile in sine si mandria de a fi roman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;LA MULTI ANI ROMANIA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-777738793068123243?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/777738793068123243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=777738793068123243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/777738793068123243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/777738793068123243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2009/12/1-decembrie.html' title='1 Decembrie!'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/SxhbUdB9iYI/AAAAAAAAAKk/zXubYKeFkDU/s72-c/steag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-4396944900853738029</id><published>2009-11-26T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T17:37:26.785-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa'/><title type='text'>waaaaaaaaaaaa!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/Sw8tPSw3D-I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/N39PGOslo8o/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408591418253316066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/Sw8tPSw3D-I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/N39PGOslo8o/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;waaaaaaaaaaaa ce aiurea sunt lucrate tatie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E de rau ca am luat gripa porcina...incredibil ma duc pulii :)) nu mai pot vorbi ca am un super rosu in gat si o stare de spirit mai penala ca masa lui Bula. Afara ploua si e frig, nimic de facut, nimic de invartit, nimic productiv, stam in casuta toata ziua si facem mucegai la cur, ce Doamne iarta-ma sa si facem, nu mai beau, nu mai fumez azi maine ma calugaresc, ce mai...imi traiesc viata la maxx :) E tare grea asteptarea asta, stam vidati si asteptam sa fim vizati de niste ratati ce ne pot face bogati ( am chef de rime de cacat :)) Rabdarea e totul...parca asa spuneam...pfff nici nu mai stiu, sunt satula de stat aiurea vreau sa fac ceva super fara numar, nu-mi place sa stau, sa pierd vremea deapula, si-asa sunt batrana...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaaaaaaaaaaaa trag pula!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-4396944900853738029?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/4396944900853738029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=4396944900853738029' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/4396944900853738029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/4396944900853738029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2009/11/waaaaaaaaaaaa.html' title='waaaaaaaaaaaa!!!'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/Sw8tPSw3D-I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/N39PGOslo8o/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-6492058168880661238</id><published>2009-11-20T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T15:46:11.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 gabori, 2 dube, 8 roti, sa va fut in gura pe toti!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/Swcpix6t-SI/AAAAAAAAAJs/e4pUYPAl0VQ/s1600/explosion-finger.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406335555173480738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/Swcpix6t-SI/AAAAAAAAAJs/e4pUYPAl0VQ/s320/explosion-finger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Sa-i fut in gura pe toti cei care ma irita,&lt;br /&gt;As face o lista mica...dar nu cred ca merita.&lt;br /&gt;Va bateti pula tot de cin' nu trebuie.&lt;br /&gt;O sa ajungeti exact acolo unde va este locul si&lt;br /&gt;anume in gauoz.&lt;br /&gt;Repet..SA VA FUT IN GURA PE TOTI!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-6492058168880661238?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/6492058168880661238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=6492058168880661238' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/6492058168880661238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/6492058168880661238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2009/11/sa-va-fut-in-gura.html' title='6 gabori, 2 dube, 8 roti, sa va fut in gura pe toti!'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/Swcpix6t-SI/AAAAAAAAAJs/e4pUYPAl0VQ/s72-c/explosion-finger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-7835717751871820948</id><published>2009-11-12T02:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T10:43:01.075-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cacaturi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nicoleta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mariana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='violata.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pishat'/><title type='text'>Pentru ''defectul'' meu preferat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SnFAwlHl4d4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SnFAwlHl4d4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stau si ma tot gandesc ce sa scriu despre droguri, un subiect care pe mine una ma exaspereaza, nu inteleg...Nu sunt consumator asa ca nu stiu prea multe si nici nu am chef sa ma informez ca mi-e lene, as scrie un super roman cu tot felul de argumente pro si contra dar nu am timp, spatiu, chef si nici talent...las pe altii. Ca un om neinformat si poate demodat vreau sa imi dau cu parerea si sa sustin ca drogurile sunt un super mare cacat in care daca te bagi, numai rau poti ajunge. In toate treburile trebuie sa existe un opritor iar daca uiti de existenta lui esti pierdut. Nu o sa mai fi in stare sa te vezi din exterior, sa te vezi cum areti, cum te-ai deteriorat si te-ai stricat, ajungi sa crezi ca limita e infinitul si uiti ca e de neatins. Singur nu vei fi, poate o sa fie langa tine cineva, vreun prieten. Cel mai mult imi plac ''prietenii'' care intotdeauna cand fac una nefacuta au grija sa nu o faca singuri: ''hai ma nu fi fraier baga si tu sa vezi cum prinzi aripi si o sa zbori '' si tu iei ca doar nu esti fraier si sti ca poti mai mult ca el, e ''prietenul tau'' daca imparte cu tine si ultima liniuta de sare de baie sau ultimul fum dintr-un joint...ii pasa...vrea ca tu sa fi bine, sa ai tot ce iti trebuie la bord, sa ii impartasesti sentimentele, vrea sa il intelegi si nu ai cum daca nu esti pe acelasi film cu el...ii pasa mai mult decat de masa! :). Se zice ca drogurile te fac sa scapi de complexe si iti dai drumul in viata fara sa iti mai pese de foarte multe chestii care poate inainte iti erau cap de lista la capitolul principii, eu cred ca e vorba de un viciu super daunator din multe puncte de vedere, este inselator si produce foarte repede obisnuinta, drogul nu iti imbogateste imaginatia si nu iti usureaza comunicarea, ca daca e ceva in cap e si cu si fara el. E altceva daca drogat fiind nu mai tii cont de ceea ce vorbesti, de fapt vorbeste gura fara tine. Confundati aberatia si prostia cu stiinta cand sunteti drogati, ce vorbiti in astfel de momente, sunt vorbe spuse la delir care par mai tari si mai adevarate ca niciodata, din cauza drogurilor nu ai nici viata profesionala si nici familiala plus ca sistemul imunitar iti va fi dus pulii odata cu ultimul praf tras pe nas si asa mai departe. Fumez tigari normale si stiu ca nu e bine, ca imi fac foarte mult rau....beau si e tot dracu' ala...dar cand vine vorba de droguri sunt dezgustata de ce vad...ma uit la voi (consumatorii) si vad ca nu va mai satura Dumnezeu! Azi v-ati dat asa....maine nu mai are sens acelasi meniu mai ales ca deja cunosti senzatia, trebuie ceva diferit, un ceva mai strong, da de o sa levitati. Asa zice ''defectul meu preferat'' sa nu te ingropi in nimic ca o sa uiti scopul...cam asa e nu? Incepi de la nimic si cu timpul o sa ajungi un nimic si deaia nu-s de acord nici cu tine....te lasi tradus si te duci unde te calauzeste lumea crezand ca inca mai esti cu capul pe umeri si ca tu esti altfel si ca poti sa te opresti cand doresti ca ai potential si caracter dar poate nu mai vezi ca te-ai bagat prea tare, nu mai esti in stare si te cam scalzi in acelasi cacat cu restul lumii si n-o sa te mai pot deosebi ca ti-ai pus si ochelarii ;) Lumea te place si te vrea asa cum esti, nu esti mai cool daca te bagi si tragi...te autodistrugi, nu uita ca sunt oameni carora le pasa daca tie nu iti mai...si tu chiar poti fi ''ALTCUMFEL'' . Fiecare e liber sa isi futa viata cum vrea, doar ca nu vad drogurile ca pe un lucru bun, constructiv si de viitor. E cel mai sigur si rapid drum inspre mortii masii. Parerile sunt impartite si asta e parerea mea... caca-te pe ea, pisha-te pe priza....fa-ti analizele! :)). Din viata chiar scapa doar cine poate :) Numai bine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-7835717751871820948?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/7835717751871820948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=7835717751871820948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/7835717751871820948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/7835717751871820948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2009/11/pentru-defectul-meu-preferat.html' title='Pentru &apos;&apos;defectul&apos;&apos; meu preferat!'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-2091552128939468789</id><published>2009-11-11T10:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T10:50:13.622-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='o sa fie bine'/><title type='text'>Fara zahar...</title><content type='html'>...stai pe langa altii si privesti, le vezi nefericirea si nenorocirea ce i-a lovit, vezi necazul, il accepti ca nu ai de ales si stai gandit...oare ai vreo concluzie de luat sau ar trebui sa ramai indiferent ?? Incercam sa ne traim tineretea la cote maxime, dam inlaturi orice piedica si inaintam in nebunie orbiti de tot felul de idei stralucite ce ne iau mintiile....nimic nu e moca...totul se plateste si cateodata e foarte aiurea, dar pur si simplu nu avem de ales. Cand te duci in cacat, te duci cu totul si o sa ramai patat, daca nu marcat. Expresia &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;vezi-ti de pula&lt;/span&gt; si multe altele sunt P. S.- urile vietii, nimic nu e degeaba...daca am putea am face ceva sa ne fie bine....sa ne tinem capul pe umeri ca, far' de cap curu-i cacat si de-o sa gresim clar ca si platim!&lt;br /&gt;Suntem tineri...cei mai tineri, suntem super fara numar, traim dupa figura 24 ''Carpe Diem'' , ne rupem in smecherii, nu ne gandim ca de cadem in cap ne ducem cu viteza luminii iar cacaturile pe care candva le doream nu vor mai avea sens in viata noastra. Stai pe curul tau daca vrei sa iti fie bine, raul se zice ca e de rau...pentru ca ESTE RAU!! Fericirea si sanatatea ta sunt totul, nu le da pe nimic. Tine de tine si...O SA FIE BINE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-2091552128939468789?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/2091552128939468789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=2091552128939468789' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/2091552128939468789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/2091552128939468789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='Fara zahar...'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-1674012184954514814</id><published>2009-11-05T01:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T06:57:56.625-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='can u...'/><title type='text'>D' ale mele! clar!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ESTI SINGURUL VINOVAT PENTRU CACATUL TAU DE VIATA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nu-ti fute adevaratii prieteni, ai rabdare...sigur o sa te futa ei pe tine;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Rabdarea e totul!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nu te baga in oala vecinului ca o sa te arzi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nu incerca sa dobori recordul ''rupere de pula si futere de mama'', o sa faci de rusine rasa femeiasca si o sa mai gasesti ceva respect ingropat la 5 metrii sub cacat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Vezi-ti de pizda ca daca nu o sa vada altii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Fi cinstita cu parul pletit si nu mintii ca nu o sa te mai creada nici pula. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cand simti ca trebuie sa vorbesti, vorbeste, spune-ti punctul de vedere si nu te lasa calcat in picioare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sti ca poti, scuipa-i pe toti cei ce zic altceva!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nu te lua dupa nimeni si nu te lasa condus, tu sti cel mai bine ce e sau nu pentru tine, nu ai nevoie de nimeni care sa-ti spuna cum sa iti traiesti viata si nu face ceea ce nu iti place!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nu incerca sa faci demonstratii fraierilor ca tu poti face orice, o sa uiti de prioritati si principii iar cand o sa deschizi ochii o sa fie prea tarziu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nu fi postas o sa fi marginalizat daca umblii cu cioara vopsita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mandreste-te daca ai cu ce, nu te mandrii cu prostia ta ca o sa te rada si cainii!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Apropo...sa nu umblii cu cainii!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tine-ti capu ' pe umeri si pula-n pantaloni!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&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/4072327521348291104-1674012184954514814?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/1674012184954514814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=1674012184954514814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/1674012184954514814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/1674012184954514814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2009/11/tu-esti-cel-mai-important-in-viata-ta.html' title='D&apos; ale mele! clar!!'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-847746637251589053</id><published>2009-11-03T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T02:45:23.130-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cacaturi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alegeri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life is life...'/><title type='text'>LIFE SUCKS!!</title><content type='html'>Decizii, decizii si iar decizi, de ce trebuie sa-mi fie atat de greu sa aleg ceva...de ce nu exista o fiinta atat de inteleapta incat sa-mi dea din prima solutia corecta fara sa trebuiasca sa mai gresesc si sa imi pierd vremea cu cacaturi? Daca fac alegerea gresita si o sa pierd din nou? De ce e atat de greu sa fi implinit si sentimental si financiar? De ce cacat nu le putem avea pe toate?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cum pot eu, care nu sunt director la scoala vietii, sa stiu deja ce e bine sau nu pentru mine? Daca dau inainte si nu fac bine? De ce nu pot fi macar odata hotarata sa fac ceva mai ales daca stiu ca acel ceva imi poate aduce o fericire? ! :( Prea multe intrebari fara raspuns ma nelinistesc in vremurile astea de seceta sufleteasca...timpul nu tine deloc cu mine, zboara ca nebunu' si mi-e tot mai greu sa imi stapanesc iesirile cand stiu ca trebuie sa dau un raspuns pe care nu il am...sau poate ca il am dar nu vreau sa il accept, ca este o porcarie intr-o culoare oribila. Stiu ca as inainta cu greu si m-ar trage inapoi gandul singuratatii...waaa!! Femeile astea, plangacioasele...cine le vrea pe langa casa? Devin prea sensibila si I'm gonna lose my mind, ma inchid iar in mine si o sa ma consum mai ceva decat o baterie ieftina. Stiu ca ar trebui sa stau linistita, pana la urma O SA FIE BINE, pentru mine, pentru tine, pentru toti, dar pana acolo mai am mult de tras si refuz sa fiu singura, oare am de ales? :) Cum sa fac sa imi iau soarta-n maini si sa ma trezesc cu o super putere de convingere si imbarbatare, in primul rand asupra mea? Oare...cum pot sa mai visez cand vad cruda realitate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totul e atat de neclar si de data asta chiar trebuie sa iau o decizie pe baza de repede cu speranta ca va fi si cea corecta...urasc finalurile triste si urasc viata asta muista care ma tine departe de tot ceea ce mi-am dorit si imi doresc cu adevarat! De ce imi e atat de greu sa ma rup de tine? Is not fair!! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-847746637251589053?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/847746637251589053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=847746637251589053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/847746637251589053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/847746637251589053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2009/11/life-sucks.html' title='LIFE SUCKS!!'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-7492703901775787259</id><published>2009-11-02T02:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T08:22:16.290-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inima albastra'/><title type='text'>De inima albastra :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 310px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399478921294363538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/Su7NeKP1u5I/AAAAAAAAAI0/S2TI4EDxzMw/s400/trandafir_albastru_1.jpg" /&gt;...pacat ca nu ma poti vedea sa vezi cat de frumos radiez de fericire...imi rade gura ca la un pacalici si inima mi-e mai mare decat China :)), Doamne cat sunt de naive fetele si ce imi plac smecheriile care imi insenineaza viata dis de dimineata. Prea tare ziua asta, chiar am nevoie de un respiro ca imi bate inima ca la un purice...stau si ascult o piesa in surdina si visez la nemurirea sufletului...prea inocenta...n-as crede asa ceva, dar imi place sentimentul ce-mi cutremura trupul....ranjeste fraiera!! I'm a dreamer, can I? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-7492703901775787259?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/7492703901775787259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=7492703901775787259' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/7492703901775787259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/7492703901775787259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2009/11/de-inima-albastra.html' title='De inima albastra :)'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/Su7NeKP1u5I/AAAAAAAAAI0/S2TI4EDxzMw/s72-c/trandafir_albastru_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-1549948969787078312</id><published>2009-10-31T02:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T05:21:32.682-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tineri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zbuciumati'/><title type='text'>MEN's !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/SuwjDQZj-PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/vjiyDJXCYfg/s1600-h/2vv6pog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 356px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398728592159144178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/SuwjDQZj-PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/vjiyDJXCYfg/s400/2vv6pog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu ce sa mai cred despre barbati, incerc din rasputeri sa ii inteleg dar de fiecare data cand incep sa cred ca stiu ceva lucrurile iau o intorsatura neasteptata. Pana la urma...barbatii fug sau nu de relatii serioase? Din pacate nu putem compara femeile cu barbatii, ne-ar fi fost mai usor sa-i intelegem,dar nu putem pentru ca femeile se ataseaza mai usor si dau frau liber sentimentelor mult prea devreme ( mare greseala ). Tinerii se implica mai greu in relatii si nu pentru ca le-ar fi teama, ci pentru ca sunt la varsta la care doresc sa experimenteze. Cred ca barbatii iubesc mai rar si mai intens decat femeile, dar sunt nehotarati cand vine vorba de compromis, nu multi sunt in stare sa isi asume o responsabilitate. Un barbat care vrea ceva serios de la tine intotdeauna va actiona in acest sens si orice barbat cat de libertin ar fi el va isi va gasi intr-o buna zi femeia ce ii va pune capac. Un lucru nu cred ca il inteleg barbatii si anume faptul ca termenul de relatie nu este egal cu termenul lesa. Odata ce intri intr-o relatie nu inseamna ca viata ta sociala ia sfarsit, lucrurile trebuie sa continue in mod normal cu mentiunea '' stai ca mai e si ea''. Unii barbatii sunt intr-adevar greu de inteles, ferice de femeia ce zice ca isi cunoaste barbatul, ceea ce e cam greu de crezut. Sunt imprevizibili si cand crezi ca sunteti bine...te trezesti fara pentru ca el simte ca ati ajuns prea departe si nu e pregatit pentru mai mult. Trebuie sa fi realist cand incepi o relatie, altfel o sa ajungi sa traiesti un super calvar. Ca femeie nu poti uita ca barbatul are ''nevoi speciale'' si ca trebuie sa-i respecti teritoriul. Ei stiu bine ca cele mai bune arme ce le detin sunt indiferenta si imunitatea la dulcegariile noastre, mai bine nu cersim afectiune ca si-asa nu primim :). Oricum cred ca barbatii gresesc, ca nu pretuiesc femeile la momentul potrivit, stiu ca ele pot face diferenta in viata lor si ca le pot rezolva macar 10 % din problemele sufletesti ;), ca sunt un rau necesar si asa mai departe, dar nu vor sa recunoasca, sunt prea macho sa o faca. Ideea e ca fiecare dintre noi are dreptul de a fi fericit si de a profita cat mai mult de viata si de ceea ce ne ofera ea. Incepe ceva doar daca te simti pregatit si nu te juca cu sentimentele, cineva oricum o sa fie ranit. Cat despre barbati o sa spun ca, nu fug de relatii serioase, chiar le cauta, cu conditia sa fie de scurta durata :) Doamnele-ajuta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-1549948969787078312?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/1549948969787078312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=1549948969787078312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/1549948969787078312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/1549948969787078312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2009/10/mens.html' title='MEN&apos;s !'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/SuwjDQZj-PI/AAAAAAAAAIs/vjiyDJXCYfg/s72-c/2vv6pog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-6294212395805965687</id><published>2009-10-29T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T04:18:29.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To be or not to be....a LIAR?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 419px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 321px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397977444339476914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/Sul34sts6bI/AAAAAAAAAHk/-p0c-tumJaw/s400/tb_240_389663_0808_minciuna1.jpg" /&gt; Credeti ca exista sinceritatea pura? Credeti ca viata noastra ar fi la fel daca nu am schimba din cand in cand macar putin fata adevarului? Suntem oameni, mintim cu totii si suntem mintiti la randul nostru chiar daca ne place sau nu sa recunoastem acest lucru. Nu conteaza motivele ce ne-au impins sa mintim, in ce fel am mintit sau cu ce ne-am ales in urma minciunii, mintim si atat... Intr-o relatie este la fel ca si in viata, prea mult adevar deranjeaza si poate aduce multa suferinta si durere. Tot omul minte, nu cred ca exista om sa nu minta pentru ca minciuna este paravanul sub care se ascunde fata mai putin frumoasa a adevarului. Oricat de ciudat suna, ne plac minciunile si suntem dispusi sa le inghitim pentru ca ... unele dintre ele chiar iti cad mai bine decat adevarul. Intr-o relatie, a spune adevarul atunci cand sti ca poate rani este o gresala si de aceea oamenii sunt tentati sa creeze scenarii, pentru a-si sustine micile minciuni [chiar ne bucuram cand ne iasa ;)]. Sa nu se inteleaga gresit, nu vad minciuna ca pe un lucru ok cel putin nu orice fel de minciuna. Cred ca sunt mai multe tipuri de minciuni si chiar nu sunt de acord cu jegosii ce mint in stil barbar sau cu minciunile care ascund fapte ce merita pedepse capitale, doar ca sunt dati in care un mic machiaj al adevarului ar face mai mult bine persoanei de langa tine decat adevarul propriu-zis si atunci dam frau liber imaginatiei. Ajungem la concluzia ca micile minciuni sunt necesare si nu pot fi evitate in ziua de azi, sa iti para bine daca nu esti unul dintre cei care mint la fiecare al doilea cuvant rostit si sa ne para bine ca prin ''omiterea'' adevarului sunt evitate numeroase certuri si neintelegeri intr-o relatie, asta in cazul in care nu o sa fi prins, minciuna chiar are picioare scurte ;). Oricum cred ca totul trebuie calculat si facut cu cap, altfel o sa ajungi sa vorbesti si sa traiesti o mare minciuna. Till next time doamnele-ajuta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-6294212395805965687?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/6294212395805965687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=6294212395805965687' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/6294212395805965687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/6294212395805965687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2009/10/minciunica.html' title='To be or not to be....a LIAR?'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/Sul34sts6bI/AAAAAAAAAHk/-p0c-tumJaw/s72-c/tb_240_389663_0808_minciuna1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-2011621388436332022</id><published>2009-10-27T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T05:01:39.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prostia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/SucL71-iTxI/AAAAAAAAAHM/NmhYcwP6_IE/s1600-h/stupid-man.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 430px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 315px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397295801156390674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/SucL71-iTxI/AAAAAAAAAHM/NmhYcwP6_IE/s400/stupid-man.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Prostia este o suferinţă nedureroasă a inteligenţei. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Prostia nu înseamnă lipsa inteligenţei, ci excesul răutăţii! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Prostia, cand se uita in oglinda isi spune: ''Doamne ce desteapta sunt'' :).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Prostia este mama norocului si a fericirii sexuale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Un prost invatat e mai prost decat un prost neinvatat ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Am rabdare cand e vorba de prostie, insa nu am rabdare cu cei ce se mandresc cu ea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Vorbeste clar cu un prost si el te va numi prostanac :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;In lume sunt mai multi prosti decat oameni.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nimeni nu e destul de inteligent sa poata convinge un prost ca e prost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nu este nici o rusine sa te nasti prost, rusine e sa mori prost :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Prostii se plang ca nu sunt cunoscuti de suficient de multi oameni, inteleptii se plang ca nu cunosc suficient de mult oamenii...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A face pe prostul la momentul potrivit este cea mai mare intelepciune ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;De multe ori taci ca esti convins de prostia adversarului....zambiti va rog :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Memoria prostului se depoziteaza la ficat, sub forma de piatra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Prostii nu ii invidiaza pe inteligenti, ii compatimesc!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cand prostia va primi aripi, se va intuneca cerul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cand un prost spune despre el ca e prost,e semn bun, inseamna ca se destepta:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nu se poate trai decat prost, acolo unde prostia domneste!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Un prost gaseste intotdeauna un altul mai prost care sa-l admire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sa fi prost, egoist si sanatos, sunt trei cerinte pentru a fi fericit dar daca prostia lipseste, celalalte nu mai conteaza :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-2011621388436332022?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/2011621388436332022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=2011621388436332022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/2011621388436332022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/2011621388436332022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2009/10/prostia.html' title='Prostia'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/SucL71-iTxI/AAAAAAAAAHM/NmhYcwP6_IE/s72-c/stupid-man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-5686677272167947812</id><published>2009-10-26T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T05:04:53.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jos cenzura :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/SuWP1842YnI/AAAAAAAAAG0/TUIcn9a7pvA/s1600-h/tazz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396877885513818738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/SuWP1842YnI/AAAAAAAAAG0/TUIcn9a7pvA/s400/tazz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fereste-te de mania mea, cat ma vezi de mica si neajutorata o sa iti dau un maxim de nu il poti duce. O tot arzi in vrajeli, uiti ca nu esti Dumnezeu, sti tu ce sti numai ca te bazezi cam mult pe tine si s-ar putea sa iei teapa in ceea ce ma priveste. Poate am o mai mare importanta decat imi acorzi tu si s-ar putea sa deschizi ochii numai dupa ce se face noapte-n cartier. Jocuri si joculete, mind trick'uri si cacaturi ca sa ce?...sa ajungi sa te intrebi...if you are the chicken in the house or the king of the jungle si sa mai si iei masuri ca nu cumva sa se ajunga la supica ;)!! Sa iau in pula toate smenurile astea ca m-am saturat deja, zi odata cum vrei sa ti-o dau in cur si gata asa o sa fie da nu ma mai incalzi degeaba ca o iau razna! Aviz amatorilor de cacat. Pa, pa v-am scuipat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/andreea_popa/f9f58f52aaac9c.swf"&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://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/andreea_popa/f9f58f52aaac9c.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Parazitii- Mi se rupe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.trilulilu.ro/audio/Muzica" title="Muzica"&gt;Asculta mai multe audio Muzica&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-5686677272167947812?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/5686677272167947812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=5686677272167947812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/5686677272167947812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/5686677272167947812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2009/10/jos-cenzura.html' title='Jos cenzura :)'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/SuWP1842YnI/AAAAAAAAAG0/TUIcn9a7pvA/s72-c/tazz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-3121477682431982376</id><published>2009-10-22T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T04:21:02.305-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a fi sau a nu fi'/><title type='text'>esti sau nu ce trebuie?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/SuBNZJxmT0I/AAAAAAAAAGk/cJnWq_uf3Gk/s1600-h/1intrebare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 383px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395397448105873218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/SuBNZJxmT0I/AAAAAAAAAGk/cJnWq_uf3Gk/s400/1intrebare.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Multi oameni ma vad mica si neinsemnata si de multe ori las impresia ca nu stiu nici pe ce lume traiesc...nu-mi cunosc prietenii, nu-mi cunosc dusmanii, nu stiu ce si cand trebuie sa vorbesc, a cui sunt, cu cine sa ma insotesc, pe cine sa parasesc....nu stiu nimic, NU? Dati-mi o calauza sa imi arate pe unde sa merg, o gura sa vorbeasca in locul meu...de fapt infiintati o noua EU sa va pot multumi pe toti! Ar fi bine nu? De ce trebuie sa fiu cum vreti voi? De ce nu pot fi eu in stare naturala fara conservanti? Cum de intotdeauna e ceva de adaugat in viata altcuiva si viata ta e ok? De ce spui ca nu am dreptate cand juriul care confirma si infirma fapta e format din tu si persoana ta? Daca te inseli si ai de pierdut mai mult decat ti-ai fi putut imagina vreodata? Daca ma schimbi si nu e de bine? Te-ai gandit ca poate sunt bine cum sunt si poate tu esti cel care are hiba' la mansarda?? Hai sa ne masuram puterile, sa vedem care cum de ce e in stare....chiar imi place cand ma luati drept proasta si nu am strigat niciodata la voi ''ca ba, nu e adevarat, ca eu pot si ca ma duce capu' ''....poate as fi facut-o, dar cand vad cine vorbeste, mai bine rad in sinea mea si ma simt mai implinita :)) Unde au ajuns ''istetii'' care se bateau cu pumnii-n piept....de rasul lumii?? DAAA!! =)) Daca nu eram cat de cat cu capul pe umeri cred ca eram mult mai naspa decat sunt azi. Ca am scaparile mele, cine nu le are sunt om am o scuza ;). Nu poti turna minte cu forta si chiar nu poti impune un mod de viata unui om, ca are si el un creier si un suflet si apropo de suflet, sunt mandra ca inca il mai am...asta e cea mai mare deosebire intre noi, serpoaicele..la mine se gaseste, la voi a ramas doar urma...sufletul l-ati vandut de mult!! peace zdo :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-3121477682431982376?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/3121477682431982376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=3121477682431982376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/3121477682431982376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/3121477682431982376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2009/10/esti-sau-nu-ce-trebuie.html' title='esti sau nu ce trebuie?'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/SuBNZJxmT0I/AAAAAAAAAGk/cJnWq_uf3Gk/s72-c/1intrebare.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-620871052941872177</id><published>2009-10-20T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T04:25:17.995-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nebunie'/><title type='text'>Inca o duma nashpa</title><content type='html'>...deja ma depaseste situatia asta de super cacat, parca nimic nu imi iese asa cum mi-am dorit, nu mai am nici un as in maneca sa-l joc cum imi place mie....ce plm e cu lumea asta?? Se duce dracu' tot si noi in rand cu totul??...nici nu stiu incotro sa ma mai duc sa fie bine...barbat cu portia, canci prieteni.... nu tu scoala, nu tu bani, nu tu servici....ce viata e asta?? Si inca mai stau aci' in fata calculatorului imi plang de mila,stau si ma consult cu prostia mea si  nu o dam la pace....:) aiurea, aiurea si iar aiurea...viata made in romania...vai de steaua noastra...doamnele-ajuta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O PIESA PE NEBUNIA MEA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/fafa_buiatu/3fd6eec4ad5ef2.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/fafa_buiatu/3fd6eec4ad5ef2.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;parazitii - bad joke&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Muzica" href="http://www.trilulilu.ro/audio/Muzica"&gt;Asculta mai multe audio Muzica&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-620871052941872177?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/620871052941872177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=620871052941872177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/620871052941872177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/620871052941872177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2009/10/inca-o-duma-nashpa.html' title='Inca o duma nashpa'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-3776076527468001868</id><published>2009-10-19T03:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T07:06:13.043-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singuratate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depresie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ganduri'/><title type='text'>WASTING TIME?? OR.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/StxyQAGJNBI/AAAAAAAAAGc/QCOLPON159Q/s1600-h/dark_sadness_by_LonelyPierot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 392px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394312072912253970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/StxyQAGJNBI/AAAAAAAAAGc/QCOLPON159Q/s400/dark_sadness_by_LonelyPierot.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ....simt ca sunt pe cale de disparitie...nu ma mai tin nervii, nu imi mai cunosc limitele, ma duc pulii incetu cu incetu si se stinge sufletu-n mine ...nimeni si nimic nu ma ajuta sa ies din impas ma afund in ceata vietii si nu vad nicicum luminita de la capatul tunelului....ma simt prea singura si nesigura pe mine sa mai pot continua ceva, ti-as spune ce si cum ma simt dar nu stiu daca are sens poate ar fi mai bine sa renunt sa incerc sa merg mai departe dar nu am nici macar taria necesara de a-l lua pe NU in brate. Ma mananca stresul zilei de maine si ma macina nervii care in stomac mi s-au instalat dar de care nu pot sa scap, gandurile mi-s departe si as vrea sa facem cumva sa avem acelasi ritm....ce e oare de facut? Inca mai stam si asteptam sa fie bine asa-i?? E aiurea....stim ca nu o sa fie atata timp cat nu ne intereseaza foarte mult...eu sunt cu ale mele, tu cu ale tale, cand ne intalnim le avem pe ale noastre si ne ajunge, nimic nu mai e ca la inceput si stiu ca e din vina mea....poate sunt eu prea paranoica in dimineata asta sau poate ca m-am trezit cu realitatea pe tavan....oricum, ideea e ca nu inaintam nicicum. Si mai este si saracia asta de viata care nu imi favorizeaza deloc ''starea vremii'' si imi si vine sa imi iau campii sa ma duc in cacat poate mi-ar fi mai bine. Am cazut intr-o depresie ordinara si nu stiu cum sa ma scot se pare ca si cea mai cikicea flakarika are momentele ei de nesiguranta si oricat ar vrea nu are puterea de a colora niciun film.....nici macar filmul vietii sale. Trist asai?? Doamne-ajuta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-3776076527468001868?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/3776076527468001868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=3776076527468001868' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/3776076527468001868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/3776076527468001868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='WASTING TIME?? OR.....'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/StxyQAGJNBI/AAAAAAAAAGc/QCOLPON159Q/s72-c/dark_sadness_by_LonelyPierot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-4407947093532007527</id><published>2009-10-10T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T06:15:41.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pentru mamy!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/StxhK11w47I/AAAAAAAAAF8/r0R-ofgMEuA/s1600-h/mama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 387px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394293292562178994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/StxhK11w47I/AAAAAAAAAF8/r0R-ofgMEuA/s400/mama.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pentru cea care face ca viata sa aiba culoare, pentru femeia cu sufletul cat china, pentru cel mai luminat creier al casei, pentru mamica number one s-a dat fara numar cele mai calde urari de bine si zile senine: LA MULTI ANI!!! Te iubim !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-4407947093532007527?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/4407947093532007527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=4407947093532007527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/4407947093532007527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/4407947093532007527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2009/10/pentru-ea.html' title='Pentru mamy!!'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/StxhK11w47I/AAAAAAAAAF8/r0R-ofgMEuA/s72-c/mama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-3335299502665100142</id><published>2009-10-09T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T07:47:09.737-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M.U.I.S.T.I.'/><title type='text'>Nimic nu e bun!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/SuMSUi0OFyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/HHu3suGmpvE/s1600-h/2538474532_f4a2895b3e_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 306px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 439px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396176922672502562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/SuMSUi0OFyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/HHu3suGmpvE/s400/2538474532_f4a2895b3e_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pentru ce te strofoci in viata asta?? Pentru tine si pentru cei apropiati tie...nu?? Sa va fie bine, clar! Dar de ce dracu' exista indiferenta si pasivitatea, prostia si nebunia??? Sa te poata durea pe tine inconstientul cu suflet mare ce crede ca poate schimba lumea cu o vorba buna si un zambet, sa te doara si sa plangi ca un disperat de ciuda ca nu te intelege nimeni, ca tu de fapt vrei sa faci bine, nu intelegi cum de ei nu vad asta si faci ce faci si tot tu cazi la mijloc de fraier. De atatea ori am crezut ca pot face ceva, ca lumea intr-o oarecare masura tine cont de ceea ce zic pentru ca zic din suflet. Dar nu este asa, nu cade bine nimanui un sfat in plus. Prima impresie pe care i-o faci omului e ca ai vrea sa il schimbi dupa bunul tau plac, nu sta sa gandeasca daca ceea ce zici e inspre binele lui sau nu. ''Nu are cum sa zica bine, doar nu e el mai destept ca mine!''El e desteptul si tu o sa fi prostul care se baga degeaba. Oamenii se fac ca te asculta dar adevarata batalie se duce in mintea lor, orice sfat le-ai oferi nu va suna destul de bine, nu incat sa renunte la ideile lor si sa le urmeze pe ale tale, asa ca nu are sens sa iti racesti gura degeaba. E mai bine sa nu iti pese si sa incerci sa iti controlezi tie viata si sa ii lasi pe altii sa isi bata joc de ei daca asta vad ei a fi corect. Nu-ti permite sa dai sfaturi ca o sa se creada ca te dai destept sau ca incerci sa schimbi, sa controlezi viata persoanei respective si din bine o sa se transforme in rau. Nu mai am incredere in nimeni, poate in tine..oamenii nu stiu aprecia nimic, nu pot fi recunoscatori pentru faptul ca iti pasa de viata lor sau multumiti pentru un bine pe care din suflet i l-ai facut...cacat pe bat! Am trecut de atatea ori prin porcariile astea si inca sunt bagata intr-o mare dilema, dar inca mai stau si astept sa se intample NIMIC. Nimic nu e roz dar l-as putea colora eu sau mai frumos TU...trebuie sa imi vreau binele meu si apoi al altora. Nu mai rezist, sunt prea tanara ca din fata vesela si nebunatica ce eram sa ajung sa fiu o distrusa ingandurata si fara nici un plan de viitor, m-au schimbat cacatii...am uitat ca nu au suflet, pacat de mine ca nu sunt fata rea :)) Daleash clantza!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-3335299502665100142?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/3335299502665100142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=3335299502665100142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/3335299502665100142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/3335299502665100142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2009/10/nimic-nu-e-bun.html' title='Nimic nu e bun!!!'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/SuMSUi0OFyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/HHu3suGmpvE/s72-c/2538474532_f4a2895b3e_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-6560304097879592424</id><published>2009-10-08T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T16:05:46.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>....un ultim gand.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/Ss-oJo94eBI/AAAAAAAAAFM/JBiGGzJ1jro/s1600-h/black_rose_by_ketmara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 444px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390712162555033618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/Ss-oJo94eBI/AAAAAAAAAFM/JBiGGzJ1jro/s400/black_rose_by_ketmara.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Un mic omagiu pentru cei care au fost si nu mai sunt ...pentru oamenii care dintre noi prea devreme s-au dus si pentru cei care au ramas indurerati in praful vietii! veti fi mereu in sufletele noastre!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-6560304097879592424?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/6560304097879592424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=6560304097879592424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/6560304097879592424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/6560304097879592424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2009/10/un-ultim-gand.html' title='....un ultim gand.....'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/Ss-oJo94eBI/AAAAAAAAAFM/JBiGGzJ1jro/s72-c/black_rose_by_ketmara.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-8636707426071749316</id><published>2009-10-07T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T05:58:10.490-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='succes..dezamagire...usi inchise sau deschise?'/><title type='text'>O sa dea cu rest.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/Ssx8za9MWtI/AAAAAAAAAFE/U8dn63dJg1M/s1600-h/1521770565_1a452aa672.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 266px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389820076906797778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/Ssx8za9MWtI/AAAAAAAAAFE/U8dn63dJg1M/s400/1521770565_1a452aa672.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ce se gaseste in spatele unei usi inchise?? O noua oportunitate, ceva sperante de mai bine...sau o alta usa...mai bine inchisa?? Traim in Romania ceea ce e un foarte mare minus pentru noi, oamenii de rand doritori al unui trai decent. Nu te poti ridica din nimic,trebuie o anumita scoala, ambitie si multa rabdare...dar pentru ce sa faci eforturi cand vezi ca nu-ti sunt rasplatite. Nimanui nu-i pasa ca tu esti un tanar cu aptitudini si aspiratii...un om plin de potential si idei stralucite...lumea e foarte inchisa si nimeni nu iti intinde o mana de ajutor atunci cand tu simti ca e vremea ta de glorie...cand simti ca poti sa faci orice cu putin elan din exterior...E aiurea sa vrei sa faci ceva dar sa nu ti se ofere sansa si din pacate foarte multi tineri trec prin asta in fiecare zi. Te trezesti dimineata cu forte noi, foarte optimist si simti ca ai puterea necesara de a schimba lucrurile chiar daca te gandesti la putinul ajutor ce l-ai putea da in familie cu o slujba mai buna sau la orice altceva mai maret...problema e ca in secunda urmatoare usa pe care tu o vedeai deschisa, in care te incredeai iti este trantita in fata cu putere daramand orice plan ai fi avut. Cu ce incredere mai inaintam noi care poate am fost daramati de ''n'' ori pana acum?? Cine ne poate condamna ca suntem cum suntem (pierde vara, fii ai sortii far' de capatai) cand nimeni nu ne ajuta si pe langa faptul ca nu suntem ajutati suntem si dezcurajati din toate partile. Viitorul nu suna deloc bine doar daca platim fara numar lautarul sa cante melodia potrivita. Las intamplarile sa curga de la sine...si-asa nu am nici o putere de a schimba ceva. Nmai bine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-8636707426071749316?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/8636707426071749316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=8636707426071749316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/8636707426071749316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/8636707426071749316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2009/10/dezamagiri.html' title='O sa dea cu rest.....'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/Ssx8za9MWtI/AAAAAAAAAFE/U8dn63dJg1M/s72-c/1521770565_1a452aa672.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-4862842526105634303</id><published>2009-10-06T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T03:41:27.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sa fie ca imi place mie ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KNotJ-MoiLQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KNotJ-MoiLQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" 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/4072327521348291104-4862842526105634303?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/4862842526105634303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=4862842526105634303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/4862842526105634303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/4862842526105634303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2009/10/sa-fie-ca-imi-place-mie.html' title='sa fie ca imi place mie ;)'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-6624473799499699511</id><published>2009-10-05T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T06:11:44.854-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='realitate'/><title type='text'>Sadness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389090848334692210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/Ssnlku1MP3I/AAAAAAAAABk/g-qRBXxQ7Yg/s400/2317868633_6219d4d213.jpg" /&gt; Tristete...urasc diminetile in care ma trezesc cu tine in gand, in care soarele straluceste mai tare decat starea mea de spirit. Urasc sa ma trezesc din visare si sa ma lovesc de realitate...sa oftez si sa imi spun ca a fost doar un vis...asa e dat sa fie ca atunci cand vrei ceva cu adevarat sa nu poti avea...ar fi fost prea simplu :) crezi ca nu ai nevoie de nimeni ca te descurci si singur si ca iubirea nu da de mancare dar sunt clipe-n care cel mai mult ar face o sarutare...o imbratisare si o mangaiere din suflet pentru sufletul tau...sunt tanara si am multe alegeri de facut esti departe dar nu conteaza departarea face diferenta ;)....am face ceva sa ne fie bine dar suntem legati de maini si de picioare avem atatea solutii si totusi n-avem nimic. Stam si pierdem vremea cu gandu' ca o sa fie bine, am trecut peste prea multe impreuna sa renuntam din cauza distantei esti acolo si totusi esti cu mine te simt mai aproape ca oricand si mi se pare aiurea sa vorbesc despre tine...dar e inevitabil. M-am trezit cu o mare depresie de dimineata cred ca lipsa ta isi spune cuvantul stiu bine ca nu avem voie sa spunem ce simtim...sa nu dispara orice ar fi...dar mai stiu ca nici asa nu o putem tine la nesfarsit...ne spunem putine si totusi atat de multe, e mai bine sa simtim decat sa vorbim dar acum sunt la stramtoare si parca doare...Tentatiile sunt mari si cu greu le facem fata lumea e rea si ar vrea sa ne desparta...prostii...de parca i-ar incalzi cu ceva...dar noi ne tinem tare si ne alimentam si mai mult ura pentru ei si ne inchegam in ale noastre...timpul o sa le rezolve pe toate...asa se zice de cand e lumea de ce m-as indoi de asta??? Inca stam si asteptam si o sa fie bine nu?? (am confirmat ;) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-6624473799499699511?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/6624473799499699511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=6624473799499699511' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/6624473799499699511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/6624473799499699511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2009/10/sadness.html' title='Sadness'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/Ssnlku1MP3I/AAAAAAAAABk/g-qRBXxQ7Yg/s72-c/2317868633_6219d4d213.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-8085116213277471299</id><published>2009-10-04T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T06:06:17.680-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='x'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hartie igienica fals adevarat'/><title type='text'>ce sunt prietenii??</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 349px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 263px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388806467589397394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/Ssji7l_-W5I/AAAAAAAAABU/Mys6YF6tO9c/s400/prietenia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ce sunt prietenii?? Cine sunt ei ,care este rolul lor in viata noastra si cum ar trebui sa ne comportam cu oamenii carora le dam aceasta distinctie nu o sa stim niciodata pentru ca asa este dat sa fie sa ai incredere in oameni, sa ii respecti si sa ii iei sub aripa ta negandindu-te ca ai putea face o mare greseala....eu vreau sa vorbesc despre greselile din viata mea, precum spuneam sunt o fire ff credula si oamenii sunt cei care ma schimba mult si din pacate intotdeauna m-am inselat in privinta lor..mai ales cand a trebuit sa decid...prieten adevarat sau fals? Zic ca: nu exista prieteni ci doar cunostinte  care din anumite motive iti sunt mai apropiate decat restul persoanelor ce te inconjoara...sa nu fi naiv sa crezi ca ar da totul pentru tine...toti au motive si interese de tot felul...nimanui nu-i pasa de tine, toti incearca sa isi implineasca telurile chiar daca pentru asta trebuie sa treaca peste suflete si oameni. La inceput e distractie, intelegere si nebunie...apoi cu timpul apar neintelegeri...invidii...gelozii...baieti!!..fete!!...barfe...etc, chestii care duc la finaluri neasteptate si multa suferinta. Acum zic eu cu toata rautatea acumulata de-a lungul anilor ca le multumesc specimenelor peste care eu am dat in viata...Ratati cu''R'', oameni de cacat fara demnitate care nu dau 2 lei pe suflet si se pisha pe tot ce a fost si ne-a legat...le multumesc zdremtelor pe care candva le numeam prietene si cocalarilor care m-au tapuit, cei care nu au inteles ca eu sunt acolo pentru ei si ca numele meu e ''X'' nu ''hartie igienica''...traiesc sa ma lecuiesc si ei sunt cel mai mare medicament in tratarea increderii mele in oameni! Acum dupa nenumaratele tepe luate de la iubitii mei prieteni..facatorii mei de bine....aleg sa fiu miserupista si sa pun la cur tot ce nu imi convine...aleg sa am incredere in barbati decat in femei...si aleg sa nu ma mai incred pe deplin ca nu se stie niciodata si mai bine pun raul in fata decat sa mi-l iau peste fata ...vrei un bine fa-ti-l singur....vrei un sfat, du-te la sfatul popular :)....nu avem nevoie de nimeni ne descurcam si singuri si daca tot vrei sa ai pe cineva alaturi...gandeste mult miscarea si ai grija sa faci o alegere corecta. As putea sa ma lungesc cu exemple  la nesfarsit dar deja mi-am pierdut destula vreme vorbind despre niste cacati in ploaie!Deocamdata in viata mea eu sunt pe locul 1 si regret timpurile cand credeam ca trebuie sa fi unul pentru toti si toti pentru unu...nu nu....trebuie sa fi tu pentru tine si atat!....Legea junglei :) pana data viitoare...futeti-va aproapele...pana nu va fute el ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-8085116213277471299?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/8085116213277471299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=8085116213277471299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/8085116213277471299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/8085116213277471299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2009/10/ce-sunt-prietenii.html' title='ce sunt prietenii??'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/Ssji7l_-W5I/AAAAAAAAABU/Mys6YF6tO9c/s72-c/prietenia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-5081010445418093453</id><published>2009-09-29T03:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T15:33:23.624-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimente.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oameni'/><title type='text'>mi-ar placea sa ma cunosc....:(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/SstIvhP-eVI/AAAAAAAAADE/fStYgOxAckw/s1600-h/DSC00847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389481360295360850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/SstIvhP-eVI/AAAAAAAAADE/fStYgOxAckw/s400/DSC00847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In general oamenii se cunosc, se recunosc, se fac, se dreg in fine. Normal ar fi ca in primul rand sa te cunosti pe tine insuti. Asta, cea mai mare problema a mea. Sunt o persoana foarte complicata zic eu dar totusi usor de inteles :) e ca un labirint super  aiurea. Sunt foarte nehotarata si pot fi usor influentata mai ales de persoanele care mi-s apropiate citesc omul usor stiu ce e de facut dar nu iau hotarari pentru ca asa e modelul imi place ca altii sa imi decida soarta. Sunt o femeie cu mare incredere in oameni si nu am avut numai de pierdut,  am fost ''arsa'' de prea multe ori. Sunt o fire prea naiva pentru perversii din jurul meu si macar odata-n viata mi-as dori sa dau peste un OM ADEVARAT sa poata sa taca, sa fie pentru mine cand am nevoie, sa imi intinda o mana cand vreau sa fiu scoasa si sa ma asculte cand vreau sa ma plang cu gandu ca e sincer si  ma poate ajuta macar cu un sfat si un gest din inima...iubesc imbratisarile calde. Chiar si acum, scriu din cauza belelelor de care cu ochii inchisi m-am agatat, belele care nu erau ale mele dar le-am facut sa fie ale mele ca asa sunt eu ma implic cand de fapt nu ar trebui sa ma complic. Sufletul e bun daca sti sa il pui acolo unde ii e locul. Greseala numarul 1 pun prea mult suflet in orice si ma doare cand imi dau seama ca toate eforturile mi-au fost in zadar, ce e prea mult strica si sper ca pe viitor sa fiu mai atenta cu lepadaturile ce-mi dau tarcoale. In lumea mea sunt un om bun, de neinvins,  numai ca vezi tu cum e...te mai doboara si fraierii carora le este ciuda pe viata ta ''roz''. V-am lasat ca iar vorbesc depre mine fara sa ajung la o concluzie. Lumea e asa cum e. O traim asa, cu bune si cu rele nu de alta dar nu avem de ales...numai bine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-5081010445418093453?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/5081010445418093453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=5081010445418093453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/5081010445418093453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/5081010445418093453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2009/09/mi-ar-placea-sa-ma-cunosc.html' title='mi-ar placea sa ma cunosc....:('/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/SstIvhP-eVI/AAAAAAAAADE/fStYgOxAckw/s72-c/DSC00847.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-4051914551509089647</id><published>2009-09-12T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T15:15:55.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Superhuman</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gCz_nUOk_Nk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gCz_nUOk_Nk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Poate sunt eu mai nebuna dar chiar imi place piesa asta si o ascult fara numar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-4051914551509089647?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/4051914551509089647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=4051914551509089647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/4051914551509089647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/4051914551509089647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2009/10/superhuman.html' title='Superhuman'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-3374871891339021221</id><published>2009-08-30T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T06:03:57.705-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Piesa cu efect :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/SuWcb7E40eI/AAAAAAAAAHE/ytZuujMIIPo/s1600-h/1884997545_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 311px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396891732002001378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/SuWcb7E40eI/AAAAAAAAAHE/ytZuujMIIPo/s400/1884997545_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nu imi pot da seama ce anume suna bine in piesa asta, poate chitara ;) dar cateodata ma unje pe suflet :) Trai-ar familia nebunei care m-a servit cu un hit mai tare decat pot duce :) Doamnele ajuta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/bogdanpavel/c590c6264f3275.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/bogdanpavel/c590c6264f3275.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Damien Rice-Cannonball&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Muzica" href="http://www.trilulilu.ro/audio/Muzica"&gt;Asculta mai multe audio Muzica&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-3374871891339021221?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/3374871891339021221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=3374871891339021221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/3374871891339021221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/3374871891339021221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2009/10/piesa-cu-efect.html' title='Piesa cu efect :)'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/SuWcb7E40eI/AAAAAAAAAHE/ytZuujMIIPo/s72-c/1884997545_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-1580530131656634813</id><published>2009-08-29T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T05:41:30.463-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='combinari de n luate cate k'/><title type='text'>....tot pe viatza mea...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/SsYBRNAHkpI/AAAAAAAAAAc/PpA6ssLx-Fo/s1600-h/XCAGZS44HCAI91RSACA96YHJDCAL0155WCAETC7COCAI6SC2SCAVN5JJCCABVL443CAN2FKMJCAY79O0RCAODURMICAYX9209CAFKQJF2CAZJSR93CAPK7LNTCAV7ER20CAMQMO1TCA5Z79NDCANN9RKT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 82px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 82px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387995399254938258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/SsYBRNAHkpI/AAAAAAAAAAc/PpA6ssLx-Fo/s320/XCAGZS44HCAI91RSACA96YHJDCAL0155WCAETC7COCAI6SC2SCAVN5JJCCABVL443CAN2FKMJCAY79O0RCAODURMICAYX9209CAFKQJF2CAZJSR93CAPK7LNTCAV7ER20CAMQMO1TCA5Z79NDCANN9RKT.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;               ...am nevoie de o super lopata sa ii iau pe toti mancatorii de cacat si ratatii din viata mea sa ii arunc in cel mai rece si indepartat colt al pamantului....sa uit ca mai exista... sa uite ca exist...sa ma lase sa traiesc in rahatu meu de zi fara ca ei sa il mai scormoneasca...hmmm suna bine....se pare ca trebuie sa ma organizez :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-1580530131656634813?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/1580530131656634813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=1580530131656634813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/1580530131656634813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/1580530131656634813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2009/08/tot-pe-viatza-mea.html' title='....tot pe viatza mea...'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/SsYBRNAHkpI/AAAAAAAAAAc/PpA6ssLx-Fo/s72-c/XCAGZS44HCAI91RSACA96YHJDCAL0155WCAETC7COCAI6SC2SCAVN5JJCCABVL443CAN2FKMJCAY79O0RCAODURMICAYX9209CAFKQJF2CAZJSR93CAPK7LNTCAV7ER20CAMQMO1TCA5Z79NDCANN9RKT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072327521348291104.post-1041153125812895788</id><published>2009-08-20T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T15:41:23.730-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barbalaiiii'/><title type='text'>...FEMEI vs BARBATI....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/Sssjw0ycRqI/AAAAAAAAAC8/qd18HhmlHPM/s1600-h/clownnuke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389440700789835426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/Sssjw0ycRqI/AAAAAAAAAC8/qd18HhmlHPM/s400/clownnuke.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Femei &amp;amp; barbati, doua subiecte despre care putem vorbi non-stop. Unii spun ca femeile sunt depravatele, altii sustin ca barbatii sunt cele mai proaste investitii...parerile sunt impartite depinde de ce a trait fiecare. Din punctul meu de vedere femeile sunt egale cu barbatii in ceea ce priveste minciuna, curvia, prostia, etc etc, dar avand in vedere ca cel mai mult am fost ''arsa'' de femei o sa tin partea barbatilor. Femeile sunt intr-adevar josnice si spun asta cu parere de rau, fiind femeie si eu, dar dragele mele, noi suntem singurele vinovate ca lumea ne critica si ne judeca. Cine poate scoate mai multe minciuni pe gura decat o femeie?? Cine poate baga mai multa intriga si rautate intre oameni decat o femeie, cum sa fim vazute bine cand femeile sunt cele ce se fut pe bonuri de masa sau pe o cola inspre deliciul barbatilor :)) Cum sa ai incredere in femei care odata ce te stiu cu ceva dau zvon in toata tara si rad de necazul tau, se bucura...Ce conteaza ca sta bine cu casa si ca s-a ridicat din cacat pe pizda ei cand nu poate lega doua propozitii si pute a prostie de la un kilometru iar tu ca un om cu capul pe umeri cand ii spui ca greseste ea iti spune cu rautate ca tu esti prost ca nu poti sa faci ca a facut ea cu bonurile de masa :))! De ce sa ma trag pe cur sa spun ca femeia e asa si asa si sa o ridic in slavi doar pentru faptul ca si eu sunt femeie? Nu!! Femeile sunt groaznice si fac mult rau, nu zic ca barbatii nu dar femeile o fac intr-un mare stil si la o adica se tin sus si tare ca ele sunt si ca ele pot. Asa ca ajung la concluzia ca mai bine m-as increde in barbati care poate sunt prea ocupati cu propriile lor probleme sa iti mai comenteze si tie viata la o bere, chiar cred ca ei nu si-ar ocupa juma' de viata sa iti faca tie, un muritor de rand viata un calvar pentru ca tie ti-ar merge bine si esti poate mai placut apoi nu stiu fiecare cum crede, eu una pana acum am fost dezamagita de toate femeile din viata mea( presupusele prietene) pe cand cu barbatii m-am cam ajutat si mi-au fost alaturi cand ''zdremtele'' au vrut sa isi arate clasa. Chiar si acum prefer sa tin pe langa mine un confident barbat decat sa apelez la increderea feminina sunt rare femeile de incredere, de parsive si perverse o sa dai la tot pasul, ''doamnele'' care stau si pazesc de undeva din umbra si asteapta momentul potrivit sa isi arate coltii albiti de atata supt de pula. O sa fi foarte surprins si cu siguranta o sa te doara DAR, ce nu te omoara te face mai puternic si cam atat ca ma ia cu stres. Doamnele ajuta! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072327521348291104-1041153125812895788?l=toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/1041153125812895788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4072327521348291104&amp;postID=1041153125812895788' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/1041153125812895788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072327521348291104/posts/default/1041153125812895788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomuchforme-lost.blogspot.com/2009/08/femei-vs-barbati.html' title='...FEMEI vs BARBATI....'/><author><name>lost</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00635671249724384545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/S8rwSYQ6L7I/AAAAAAAAARc/UgLugM3Jr34/S220/love-life.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRh2jfYKiX0/Sssjw0ycRqI/AAAAAAAAAC8/qd18HhmlHPM/s72-c/clownnuke.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
