<?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-3595011992311663588</id><updated>2012-01-27T23:43:51.997-08:00</updated><category term='caini'/><category term='lemon'/><category term='vise'/><category term='javre'/><category term='unique'/><category term='trist'/><category term='candy rose'/><category term='Romania'/><category term='street'/><category term='poveste'/><category term='oameni'/><category term='te rog'/><category term='when i get home you&apos;re so dead'/><category term='furt'/><category term='dialogul nebunilor'/><category term='romana'/><category term='music'/><category term='minciuni'/><category term='prima'/><category term='idee'/><category term='vis'/><category term='people'/><category term='sentimente'/><category term='suicide'/><category term='candyz'/><category term='adevarat'/><category term='mayday parade'/><category term='orange'/><category term='nebunii'/><category term='christmas tree'/><category term='rasarit'/><category term='familly night'/><category term='sperante'/><category term='ruga unui copil'/><category term='inima'/><title type='text'>Am amintiri din prezent</title><subtitle type='html'>Totul este la fel oricat de mult timp ar trece. Nimic nu se schimba si chiar daca s-ar intampla asta , nu s-ar observa. si dupa cum spunea cineva:
 "Absurdul întrece realitatea. Realitatea întrece ficţiunea. Ficţiunea e realitatea mea, dusă la absurd."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>197</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-7157334503528897512</id><published>2012-01-27T23:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T23:43:52.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>n-am titlu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lygzun1tzk1qcmz51o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lygzun1tzk1qcmz51o1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Te-am privit o noapte intreaga , in timp ce simteam cum ma mananca vina pentru ca nu puteam sa iti explic ce insemni.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Imi respiri in mana . Eu iti aduc furtuna.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Prea nu sunt eu.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tu ti-ai pus sufletul in mijloc.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Esti frumos asa cum nu e , si cum nu a fost nimeni.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;O sa fi mereu eroul meu , chiar daca ti-ai pierdut mintile , sau de cate ori o sa o dai in bara.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Port zambetul de la tine .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tu imi esti lumina .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Am crescut impreuna , si ne-am invatat unul pe altu multe lucruri.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nu am nevoie de nimic si nimeni altcineva atata timp cat tu ma ti in brate si ma minti ca totul o sa fie ok.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ma uitam la telefonul care statea pe birou fara sa lumineze , sau sa faca ceva , in speranta ca o sa sune si pe mine cineva doar ca sa ma intrebe ce mai fac , dar nu s-a intamplat niciodata.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;As putea sa ma folosesc de o dorinta chiar si acum...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;E atat de frig afara ....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nu vad niciun fel prin care as putea sa insemn ceva pentru tine .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Salveaza-ma si spune-mi cum schimbi lucruri.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fa-ma sa cred ca sunt ok.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stelele inca arata la fel.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Caldura inca nu se simte.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nici nu ai idee cat de multe vreau sa spun dar nu stiu cum .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ma invelesc cu zambetul tau...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stii si tu cum e ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dragostea te face sa zambesti atunci cand esti obosit.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-7157334503528897512?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/7157334503528897512/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=7157334503528897512' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/7157334503528897512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/7157334503528897512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2012/01/n-am-titlu.html' title='n-am titlu'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-5959946652121916148</id><published>2012-01-12T03:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T03:39:12.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/17944460/tumblr_lujg4xzXDT1qkou6ro1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="277" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/17944460/tumblr_lujg4xzXDT1qkou6ro1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Oamenii sunt forme , emotii , si senzatii .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;Oameni sunt perfecti cand sunt facuti dupa&amp;nbsp; imaginatia celui care ii vede.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;Am momentele&amp;nbsp; mele cand va vad pe toti ca si cum ati fi din curcubee si plini de puf pe interior , dar aveti cu totii o masca de om dur pe care niciunul nu vrea sa o dea jos si sa isi arate adevarata fata , pentru simplul fapt ca nu vreti sa fiti judecati pentru ce suntetri cum sunteti , dar niciunul nu realizeaza ca oricum o sa fie judecat pentru ce nu face , si ce face (in mintea lui se pare ca e mult mai bine ce face decat ce ar vrea sa faca.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;Nu realizeaza nimeni care e adevarata fata a cuiva , decat in momentul cand il cunoaste&amp;nbsp; perfect .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;Sa fim seriosi , cati oameni pot spune (fara sa se minta singuri) ca au cunoscut pe cineva perfect , chiar daca cineva le-a spus tot , sau si-au dat ei singuri seama ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concluzie (pentru simplul fapt ca nu exista om care sa nu ascunda ceva) :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;SUNTEM O NATIE DE MINCINOSI !&amp;nbsp; si stim si noi asta , dar ne mintim si pe noi insine ca nu este asa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-5959946652121916148?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/5959946652121916148/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=5959946652121916148' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/5959946652121916148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/5959946652121916148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2012/01/oamenii-sunt-forme-emotii-si-senzatii.html' title=''/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-5353373705747010419</id><published>2011-12-25T00:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T00:43:06.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Craciunu' vostru .......... !!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xj-HXmzVNVY/TvbhcV4STCI/AAAAAAAAAo4/QFhH2ZpAiKw/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xj-HXmzVNVY/TvbhcV4STCI/AAAAAAAAAo4/QFhH2ZpAiKw/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xj-HXmzVNVY/TvbhcV4STCI/AAAAAAAAAo4/QFhH2ZpAiKw/s320/1.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sa va luati Craciunul asta al dracu de fericit si toate chestiile pufoase si roz si sa plecati cu ele !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Am cerut un singur lucru anul asta : sa fie ca anul trecut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Craciunul oricum nu mai are acelasi farmec ca atunci cand eram mica si gaseam ceva de la ai mei sub brad , mai ales pentru ca eu imi pun acum cadoul sub brad , chiar daca le multumesc alor mei , nu mai are farmec ca e soare , nu zapada , ca am o stare de totala repulsie fata de toti si toate .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Deci , dragi prieteni care va bucurati de aceasta zi : bucurati-va si pentru mine .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-5353373705747010419?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/5353373705747010419/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=5353373705747010419' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/5353373705747010419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/5353373705747010419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2011/12/craciunu-vostru.html' title='Craciunu&apos; vostru .......... !!!!!'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xj-HXmzVNVY/TvbhcV4STCI/AAAAAAAAAo4/QFhH2ZpAiKw/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-7857224189908724599</id><published>2011-12-16T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T10:04:27.599-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prinţesă a morfinei</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GfBGVGidn0M/TuuGLhuMtSI/AAAAAAAAAoU/Tliaz4FwHlc/s1600/tumblr_lot4blFld21qewp3lo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GfBGVGidn0M/TuuGLhuMtSI/AAAAAAAAAoU/Tliaz4FwHlc/s400/tumblr_lot4blFld21qewp3lo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;N-am absolut nici o scuză pentru deţinerea unor vise ce nu-mi aparţin , dar iată că încă ţin cont de visele tuturor celor ce au trecut prin viaţa mea de-a lungul anilor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Poţi spune că am pierdut totul , dar încă mai am vise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Am făcut ce ar fi făcut oricine altcineva : am făcut totul din nou , de la început.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Când mă&amp;nbsp; uit la viaţa mea nu e vorba de faptul că nu vreau să văd lucrurile exact aşa cum s-au întâmplat , e vorba de faptul că vreau să-mi aduc aminte de ele într-un mod mai artistic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Minciuna tuturor e mult mai onestă decât totul pentru că eu am creat-o.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Trauma este cel mai bun criminal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Amintirile nu sunt reciclate , în felul ăsta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;E ca şi cum trecutul meu e un tablou care nu a fost încă terminat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Şi eu trebuie să umplu toate spaţiile goale pentru că eu sunt pictorul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&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/3595011992311663588-7857224189908724599?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/7857224189908724599/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=7857224189908724599' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/7857224189908724599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/7857224189908724599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2011/12/printesa-morfinei.html' title='Prinţesă a morfinei'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GfBGVGidn0M/TuuGLhuMtSI/AAAAAAAAAoU/Tliaz4FwHlc/s72-c/tumblr_lot4blFld21qewp3lo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-8033615932112502160</id><published>2011-11-27T00:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T00:26:34.628-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cWJP77h36Ts/TtHuirdXX9I/AAAAAAAAAn0/TfG1WoQefpU/s1600/tumblr_lqt4qzQDQk1qaobbko1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="305" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cWJP77h36Ts/TtHuirdXX9I/AAAAAAAAAn0/TfG1WoQefpU/s320/tumblr_lqt4qzQDQk1qaobbko1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;N-am crezut niciodata in dragoste , dar asa am numit ce am avut.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nu pot sa neg sentimentul pe care il simt cand te vad , sau fluturasii din stomac.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Iarta-ma , incerc sa imi gasesc iar rostul in viata .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;N-am vrut sa deranjez.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mi-ai alergat prin vise pana acuma , chiar de dinainte sa te cunosc.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mai ti minte ce planuri ne tot faceam noi ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Unde o sa stam , cum o sa facem casa sa arate , cum o sa fie totul , ce o sa facem amandoi , si toate chestiile alea.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Iti mai doresti sa fi mers totul ca in planurile noastre?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;N-am crezut si nici nu voiam sa stiu cat o sa ma doara sa aud "adio" din partea ta.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nu-mi aduc aminte sa fi dormit mai mult de 5 minute in 3 zile , si sa nu fac altceva decat sa ma inec in sange , lacrimi si alcool noaptea , si ziua uneori.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cineva mi-a zis ca durerea o sa dispara..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dar nu cred ca o sa se intample asa ceva.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ma simteam atat de bine stiind doar ca ma iubesti..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Asta e cea mai nasoala parte.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aia in care stii ca as face ceva daca as putea si daca as stii ce.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Daca tu inca mai zambesti ,inseamna ca eu mi-am facut cat de cat treaba .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stii ca daca ar fi sa mori , nu ti-ar duce nimeni mai mult decat mine dorul .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ti-as mai duce dorul si dupa inca o viata .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nu te mai uiti la mine cu aceeasi ochi , o stii si tu prea bine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mi-am pierdut cel mai&amp;nbsp; bun prieten , puterea , forta , speranta si visele acum 2 zile.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sper sa gasesti mereu un motiv ca sa zambesti.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-8033615932112502160?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/8033615932112502160/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=8033615932112502160' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/8033615932112502160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/8033615932112502160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2011/11/n-am-crezut-niciodata-in-dragoste-dar.html' title=''/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cWJP77h36Ts/TtHuirdXX9I/AAAAAAAAAn0/TfG1WoQefpU/s72-c/tumblr_lqt4qzQDQk1qaobbko1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-118262519618125817</id><published>2011-10-25T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T11:17:58.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S7-iGFy3jdQ/Tqb335OLN7I/AAAAAAAAAnU/uVJHuQJA4bc/s1600/tumblr_lk3ycngEgX1qaobbko1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="280" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S7-iGFy3jdQ/Tqb335OLN7I/AAAAAAAAAnU/uVJHuQJA4bc/s400/tumblr_lk3ycngEgX1qaobbko1_500.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Unde mi-a disparut corpul ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pentru prima oara ma simt chiar pierduta..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunt mult mai putin decat las sa se vada , si mult mai fragila decat ai crede.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Poti sa ma faci sa plang sau sa rad intr-o secunda.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Spune-mi ca raspunsul e o minciuna.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Una din acele minciuni frumoase pe care mi le zici tu mereu.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nu mai pot sa respir cum trebuie , doar indur.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Poate am fumat prea mult.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Poate am visat in fum prea des.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sau ...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Poate doar am visat prea mult.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh , draga melancolie , te rog , lasa-ma singura macar in noaptea asta.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nu mai stiu sigur ce inseamna sa iti ceri scuze..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Poate pentru unii nu mai inseamna nimic , dar pentru mine inseamna enorm de mult.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trec fara niciun regret in cealalta lume din mintea mea.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;In zilele alea am intors spatele la tot ce era minciuna.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Daca am reusit cu vocea mea sa te fac sa plangi , atunci ceva am facut cum trebuia.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pentru mine , care nu pot decat sa cant putin la pian , ai putea sa imi arati un zambet melancolic din seria alora de care m-am indragostit?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Zilele care au trecut au fost o minciuna...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ce trist ca nu a observat nimeni ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cate inimi o sa mai moara in noaptea asta?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;De la inceput , nu a fost nimeni pentru care lumea sa se opreasca in liniste.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lumanarea arde pe ambele parti...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Te-ai uitat la tine ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reversul inimii tale...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cine poate sa imi faca si mie un vis ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Am ascultat toata noaptea Girugamesh-Break down ca sa realizez ca stiu destula japoneza incat sa inteleg ce zic .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Am crezut ca visez cand am avut impresia ca erai langa mine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Defapt , era amintirea ta.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&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/3595011992311663588-118262519618125817?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/118262519618125817/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=118262519618125817' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/118262519618125817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/118262519618125817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2011/10/unde-mi-disparut-corpul-pentru-prima.html' title=''/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S7-iGFy3jdQ/Tqb335OLN7I/AAAAAAAAAnU/uVJHuQJA4bc/s72-c/tumblr_lk3ycngEgX1qaobbko1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-5200454306767915053</id><published>2011-09-25T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T03:24:39.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sMTHdU0VSTI/Tn79ZTq9GkI/AAAAAAAAAnA/ZFy5Yj_q_YQ/s1600/tumblr_lp5fnaDiJL1qazstso1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="261" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sMTHdU0VSTI/Tn79ZTq9GkI/AAAAAAAAAnA/ZFy5Yj_q_YQ/s400/tumblr_lp5fnaDiJL1qazstso1_500.png" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gasesc cele mai stupide motive sa zambesc , si o stiu bine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Am un motiv pentru care inca mai zambesc , cand majoritatea dintre voi ati uitat.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Din ziua aia , mi-a fugit pesimismul&amp;nbsp; , macar pentru ceva timp.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Esti motiv pentru care inca mai sunt aici .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ai fost de cand am venit la tine , desi nici nu stiam ce-i cu tine acolo.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stii ca sunt nebuna , fac ce vreau , cand vreau , pierd controlul lucrurilor , dar am totul sub control pana la urma.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nu pot fi puternica.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dar cu el , nu-i asa rau .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A inceput totul din nou .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dupa peretele asta , s-a dus dracu totul.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Toate cuvintele care inca imi circula prin cap.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Esti mereu aici , acolo .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;N-a fost una din persoanele care sa intre cu bocancii plini de namol in viata mea , sa ma invete o lectie ,sau sa ma foloseasca , si dupa sa plece .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Am apreciat lucrurile marunte la oameni , desi ma pierd in detalii.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Am pus in fata lor totul , ca dupa sa regret .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cand si unde si cum am inceput sa nu mai functionez cum trebuie ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vad totul prea luminat , din cauza viselor.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Acum , nu simt nimic.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ma uit la tot timpul asta care a trecut pe langa mine , fara niciun sens.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ce dracu am facut in tot timpul asta?!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;In afara de lucruri fara sens ,care nu meritau sa fie facute...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ce-o sa mai ramana din mine?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nu mai tre' sa mai pun la suflet ce-mi zic tarziu in noapte...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Poate chiar sunt cel mai mare dusman al meu...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tu ce vezi intr-un spatiu infinit si alb?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eu vad speranta ca nu s-a dus totul inca.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Caut trecutul , prezentul , doar ca sa evit viitorul.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trebuia sa inteleg , dar de ce doare atat de tare?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stai...ce caut ? nu mai vad clar nici eu.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Am vrut sa ating locul in care lumina e puternica.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;N-am reusit inca.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Am vazut visele alea de cand sunt doar un copil .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nici acuma nu s-au epuizat culorile.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Am fugit spre visul ala maret, am dat de persoane incredibile , si nici ca am mai facut ceva.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;"Nu esti singura ! Arata-ti curajul !"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&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/3595011992311663588-5200454306767915053?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/5200454306767915053/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=5200454306767915053' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/5200454306767915053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/5200454306767915053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2011/09/smile.html' title='Smile'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sMTHdU0VSTI/Tn79ZTq9GkI/AAAAAAAAAnA/ZFy5Yj_q_YQ/s72-c/tumblr_lp5fnaDiJL1qazstso1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-5805515500733746456</id><published>2011-09-06T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T00:56:34.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zambet melancolic aruncat in  gunoiul altora</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-znCyBCgoTNc/TmXFvJhkOoI/AAAAAAAAAmc/42OxlErH3ds/s1600/tumblr_ljomtgN3qN1qcxieko1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-znCyBCgoTNc/TmXFvJhkOoI/AAAAAAAAAmc/42OxlErH3ds/s400/tumblr_ljomtgN3qN1qcxieko1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vă pun în faţă cu mândrie această reuşită numită singurătate .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am căutat , sincer , acel ceva mereu.&lt;br /&gt;E în regulă să te târăşti ca să îţi împlineşti visele , atâta timp cât mergi tot înainte fără să te uiţi la trecut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nu sunt eu in măsură să spun cuvinte măreţe , dar iată că o fac.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Puteţi să comentaţi , sau nu , oricum , tot spun ce vreau să zic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am crezut mereu că e ok să nu am încredere decât ăn mine însumi , dar acum mi-am dat seama cât de mult am greşit când am dat cei mai minunaţi oameni pe care i-am întâlnit , la o parte de lângă mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Îmi ţin cu mândrie , în vederea tuturor oamenilord , rănile care au de la 10 ani vechime , până la cele care mai mult de 2 luni nu au , şi singurătatea mea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Astea au fost aripile mele , cele ale libertăţii prost judecate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am fugit de idealurile mele , mai ales cele la care puteam să ajung.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am o familie care are grijă de mine , deşi nu ar trebui să fiu aici , şi am prieteni minunaţi -în viaţă , sau morţi .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mi-am&amp;nbsp; pierdut timpul scufundându-mă în fiecare zi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sincer , a fost greu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chiar nu mi-am dorit să fiu eu .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Niciodată .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nici acum nu vreau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mi-a fost mereu frică de trădarea altora , motiv pentru care am şi avut parte de ea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mai mult decât era necesar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nu am uitat cine sunt , dar încerc de mult prea mult timp să mă schimb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;M-am minţit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am avut momentele mele în care am uitat cine sunt de fapt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uneori trebuie să arăţi putere si curaj , pentru că şi să te bazezi pe alţii e important.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Răneşti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eşti rănit şi ai momentele tale în care vrei să plângi , aşa că uită-te la cer şi urlă-ţi durerea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-5805515500733746456?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/5805515500733746456/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=5805515500733746456' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/5805515500733746456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/5805515500733746456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2011/09/zambet-melancolic-aruncat-in-gunoiul.html' title='Zambet melancolic aruncat in  gunoiul altora'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-znCyBCgoTNc/TmXFvJhkOoI/AAAAAAAAAmc/42OxlErH3ds/s72-c/tumblr_ljomtgN3qN1qcxieko1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-737430343298646738</id><published>2011-09-05T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T01:03:52.001-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dialogul nebunilor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nebunii'/><title type='text'>Dialogul nebunilor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jiwv3Ac_R18/TmR-PEGohrI/AAAAAAAAAmY/_1eCrX8yTq8/s1600/tumblr_lpmnt87e911qdetkvo1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jiwv3Ac_R18/TmR-PEGohrI/AAAAAAAAAmY/_1eCrX8yTq8/s320/tumblr_lpmnt87e911qdetkvo1_500.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;- Hei...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;-Hei. ce cauti aici ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;-Ce credeai ? Ca te las singura ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;-Sincer , speram.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;-Scanteia dintre mincinosii ca noi se aprinde ca o flama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;-Ce vrei sa zici ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;-Stii prea bine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;-Nu stiu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;-Nu vrei sa recunosti. Aici voiai sa ajungi ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;-Adica?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;-Sa te inlocuiasca oamenii instant , si sa nu apeleze la tine decat daca au nevoie de ceva?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;-Ma , nu voiam sa fie asa , deci , nu , nu voiam sa fie asa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;-Atunci ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;-Atunci ce ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;-De ce ai lasat sa se ajunga asa?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;-Incontrolabil...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;-Pe dracu ! Am mai avut discutia asta , si vina nu e buna , doar ascunde adevarul .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;-Stiu...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;-Acum ma auzi... In mintea ta am vorbit mult , dar nu m-ai ascultat niciodata.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;-Minciuna asta nu valoreaza nimic , si o stim amandoi prea bine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;-Si ? Vrei sa nu te mint? Chiar vrei sa iti spun tot adevarul , cel de care esti constienta dar pe care nu vrei sa il auzi ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;-As prefera. Daca tot esti in mintea mea de atata timp&amp;nbsp; , ar trebui sa stii ca intotdeauna am preferat adevarul decat sa fiu mintita.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;-Sunt tu , sunt eu , sunt noi , sunt ei , sunt voi. N-am existat decat in mintea ta , in nebunia ta prematura . Iti fac viata un iad . Te-am pus sa faci multe , ca sa te vad cum suferi. Nu sunt unul din cei buni .&amp;nbsp; E normal sa ma port asa ? Da , e , crede-ma . Nu esti nici ultima si nici cea mai rea concluzie la care am ajuns , cand am incercat sa omor oamenii care ma aud. Nu mi-am cerut niciodata scuze , si nici ca am s-o fac .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;-TACI !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;-Ai vrut sa auzi adevarul , poftim. Lasa ca mai vorbim noi in curand.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&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/3595011992311663588-737430343298646738?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/737430343298646738/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=737430343298646738' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/737430343298646738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/737430343298646738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2011/09/dialogul-nebunilor.html' title='Dialogul nebunilor'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jiwv3Ac_R18/TmR-PEGohrI/AAAAAAAAAmY/_1eCrX8yTq8/s72-c/tumblr_lpmnt87e911qdetkvo1_500.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-5783856304976528494</id><published>2011-08-24T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T07:36:17.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Te rog eu , nu....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LnCMb6GROeo/TlSjHDxdO7I/AAAAAAAAAmU/un2Yjmvqc_8/s1600/tumblr_lnf1l5B4KB1qjdu6jo1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="280" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LnCMb6GROeo/TlSjHDxdO7I/AAAAAAAAAmU/un2Yjmvqc_8/s400/tumblr_lnf1l5B4KB1qjdu6jo1_500.gif" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;N&lt;i style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;u ma face sa cred ca totul o sa se duca dracu .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nu vreau sa stiu asa ceva.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Prefer sa ma minti ,decat sa-mi zici adevarul legat de asta.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;N-am dormit , si nici n-o sa mai dorm , din cauza a ce mi-ai zis.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sau ce ai facut.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Esti lumea mea .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Totul pentru mine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nu voiam sa stiu ce mi-ai scris in mesaj.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Motiv?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Experiente neplacute cu persoane care au trecut prin aceeasi chestie.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Interiorul meu devine cenusa.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Incet.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Totul e rece.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Obisnuiam sa nu vreau protectia altora.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dar nu acum.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Acum totul e ok , daca esti tu ok .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Norii de ce vin mai aproape de pamant ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Am gresit .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Niciodata nu am stiut cum e sa simti chestiile pe care le simt eu acuma.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Te rog , nu..... pati nimic.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uneori&amp;nbsp; nu ar trebui sa fie nimic zis.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mereu am vrut sa gasesc pe cineva care sa nu plece de langa mine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cineva care sa imi zica ca e ok ca unele lucruri sa nu mearga bine. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Si acum ca am gasit , nu vreau sa pierd.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunt vremuri grele pentru visatori ca noi ... ca mine mai mult.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-5783856304976528494?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/5783856304976528494/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=5783856304976528494' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/5783856304976528494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/5783856304976528494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2011/08/te-rog-eu-nu.html' title='Te rog eu , nu....'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LnCMb6GROeo/TlSjHDxdO7I/AAAAAAAAAmU/un2Yjmvqc_8/s72-c/tumblr_lnf1l5B4KB1qjdu6jo1_500.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-7684827819432645103</id><published>2011-08-01T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T00:48:05.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Voi mi-ati vazut visele?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EAA97oiC47I/TjZZepdBR4I/AAAAAAAAAmI/fezSQiXfKAg/s1600/221877_210799958949253_100000577506589_763227_659381_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EAA97oiC47I/TjZZepdBR4I/AAAAAAAAAmI/fezSQiXfKAg/s320/221877_210799958949253_100000577506589_763227_659381_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Le-ati vazut pe undeva?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cel putin pe alea care se putea sa le transform in realitate...?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; Mi le vreau inapoi .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mi-e dor de ele , doar astea erau cele care ma faceau sa mai am speranta, undeva in adancul pesimismului meu.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Asa sunt eu , pesimista de cand ma stiu , dar intotdeaua am avut cateva vise care ma faceau sa fiu mai optimista , macar putin .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nu pot sa urasc pe nimeni pentru starea mea psihica , ma complac , ca sa zic asa , dar si incerc sa fac ceva ca sa nu mai fiu cum sunt .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Taceti din gura ! Nu stiti nimic. Nimic am zis !!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mi-ati luat visele ...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Le vreau inapoi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/3595011992311663588-7684827819432645103?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/7684827819432645103/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EAA97oiC47I/TjZZepdBR4I/AAAAAAAAAmI/fezSQiXfKAg/s72-c/221877_210799958949253_100000577506589_763227_659381_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-470365165227119901</id><published>2011-07-18T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T02:31:36.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunt tot aici...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IIom7nkGHGM/TiP3GGJNxoI/AAAAAAAAAl8/69OIEHtjOXM/s1600/tumblr_ldg1bnZ8EP1qzjn3lo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IIom7nkGHGM/TiP3GGJNxoI/AAAAAAAAAl8/69OIEHtjOXM/s400/tumblr_ldg1bnZ8EP1qzjn3lo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;De mica am inceput sa ascult ce nu trebuia , din gura oamenilor care nu conteaza nici acum pentru mine, am indurat destul de multe , n-are rost sa te intrebi de ce zic asta , oricum nu cred ca o sa-mi zic copilaria , care s-a terminat prea repede , si a inceput prea tarziu.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nopti albe , in care am stat sa plang pentru tot ce a fost , si in care ma intreb daca are rost .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;M-am abtinut de la multe , doar ca sa imi iau tigari si cate ceva , dar mai ales ca sa imi alimentez visele care nu o sa se intample niciodata .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Banuiesc ca mama a vrut sa am o viata buna , dar si tata .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Poate ca din motivul asta sunt tot aici.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vreau sa dau la Psihologie , macar acolo stiu ca ma descurc bine , ca o ironie totala.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunt tot aici , si vad tot oameni grabiti , tristi , pentru care nu exist decat atunci cand au nevoie de mine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Locul unde oameni nu au sentimente , nu au remuscari , sau constiinta.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Am ras multe zile , ca sa plang noptile.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mi-am pus multe intrebari in viata asta , dar nu am gasit decat la cateva raspunsuri.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Majoritatea din ele , oricum , sunt puse catre necunoscutul , care nu mi-a dat niciun raspuns .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cred ca melodiile pot salva sufletul.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oamenii sunt schimbatori , nascuti pentru a rani , sau nascuti cu prejudecati si stereotipuri injectate in creier.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Va urasc pe toti ! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-470365165227119901?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/470365165227119901/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=470365165227119901' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/470365165227119901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Gasoline</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DWaGrSToNco/ThK88fDXn5I/AAAAAAAAAls/tv5EXJa3exc/s1600/tumblr_lhirhbJepi1qb6t6wo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="218" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DWaGrSToNco/ThK88fDXn5I/AAAAAAAAAls/tv5EXJa3exc/s320/tumblr_lhirhbJepi1qb6t6wo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Am reusit sa stric tot ce iubeam in viata mea , si in vietile altora , fara sa realizez asta macar.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Am reusit sa stric anumite persoane , pentru simplul fapt ca le-am cunoscut.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Am reusit sa stric tot ce conta , pentru ca sunt eu.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nu stiu cum , nu vreau sa stiu cum , si cred ca ar fi mult mai bine sa ma obisnuiesc cu ideea ca tot ce conteaza pierd.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lametarile mele de moment , isi au radacinile adanc in depresie de 5 ani , sau mai mult , incoa'.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Momentele alea in care rad , chiar si degeaba , toate i se datoreaza lui.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nu am nimic cu care sa ma mandresc , nici macar trecutul , pe care preferam sa nu il aflu , nici prezentul , ca singura chestie buna din perioada asta e el , nici viitorul nu ma incanta , si nici ca vreau sa stau sa ma gandesc cum o sa fie , prefer sa fie cat mai simplu si neasteptat , ca sa pot sa am o expresie surprinsa cand o sa ajung la perioada aia.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Am momentele mele in care va urasc pe toti , fara niciun motiv , sau in care imi vine sa omor pe toata lunea , doar pentru CA.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Poate ca o sa ascult melodii care nu o sa placa nimanui , pentru simplul fapt ca imi place ritmul , sau pentru ca mi-au ramas versurile in cap.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Asa ca , promit ca nu o sa mai dezamagesc pe nimeni , incepand cu mine , de aici incolo.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Promit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/3595011992311663588-6012690947837056274?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/6012690947837056274/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=6012690947837056274' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/6012690947837056274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/6012690947837056274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2011/07/photographs-and-gasoline.html' title='Photographs and Gasoline'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DWaGrSToNco/ThK88fDXn5I/AAAAAAAAAls/tv5EXJa3exc/s72-c/tumblr_lhirhbJepi1qb6t6wo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-6275678708936920070</id><published>2011-06-19T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T23:59:03.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Asta sunt eu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-teELwrl4T2c/Tf7rb5fmMkI/AAAAAAAAAlU/1Qo8djNgMsI/s1600/hugga+117.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-teELwrl4T2c/Tf7rb5fmMkI/AAAAAAAAAlU/1Qo8djNgMsI/s320/hugga+117.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qrLepi08A50/Tf7rkCLLmyI/AAAAAAAAAlY/Ijxxq75w7iU/s1600/tumblr_ln0rxywN4a1qcxieko1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qrLepi08A50/Tf7rkCLLmyI/AAAAAAAAAlY/Ijxxq75w7iU/s400/tumblr_ln0rxywN4a1qcxieko1_400.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tot ce e&amp;nbsp; ,&amp;nbsp; e prea complicat pentru mine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am nevoie de vise ca sa pot sa continui.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am nevoie de prieteni adevarati , si de iubire ca sa stiu ca totul o sa fie bine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am nevoie de lume care sa poata sa creada ca pot sa fac ceva , ca eu nu cred asa ceva.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mi-am uitat sufletul in trupuri straine de mine&amp;nbsp;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;M-am uitat pe vechea eu in doua persoane care au reusit sa ma schimbe .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pentru mine , dragostea e singura solutie pentru orice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nu am planuri prea mari pentru viata. Imi ajunge sa duc o viata cat de simpla se poate , dar sa stiu ca sunt langa cel pe care il iubesc de un an incoace , din ce in ce mai mult.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;N-am nevoie de nimeni sa inteleaga nimic , atata timp cat eu am inteles ce vreau sa zic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Incep sa cred ca singurii prieteni adevarati pe care i-am avut au fost oamenii care acum sunt morti , dar care conteaza la fel de mult chiar si dupa atatia ani.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;﻿Sunt genul ala de om care o sa rada extrem de tare , chiar daca e liniste , din cauza a ceva ce s-a intamplat cu mult timp in urma.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunt genul ala de om care prima data cand cunoaste pe cineva e timid , dar dupa nu mai are nicio problema.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O sa ascult intotdeauna melodii care imi aduc aminte de cineva sau ceva , doar pentru a ma tortura singura cand ma simt rau.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am cel putin o personalitate dubla , asta e si motivul pentru care niciodata nu stiu ce vreau sa fac sau sa zic in anumite momente , asa ca o dau in bara , pentru ca fac prima chestie care imi trece prin cap.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunt mai retrasa cu restul , dar cu prietenii pe care ii mai am , sunt cel mai peste tot om posibil :))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O singura persoana in viata mea a reusit sa ma faca sa raman fara aer atunci cand se uita la mine . &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O singura persoana a reusit sa ma faca sa il pun mai presus de mine in orice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O singura persoana m-a facut sa imi doresc sa raman cu el , pentru indiferent cat timp , de preferat mult.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O singura persoana m-a schimbat fara sa vrea macar , doar ca sa imi fie mie bine .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunt genul ala de persoana care o sa zica intotdeauna "Sunt bine . Nu , nu imi vine sa plang ." cand vrea sa zica de fapt "Nu sunt bine. Da , o sa plang , dar nu chiar acum." .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunt genul de persoana care intotdeauna o sa treaca peste ceva , dupa cine stie cati ani .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Incerc sa imi uit trecutul , si sa ma bucur de prezent.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Incerc sa imi uit amintirile , pentru ca nu-mi aduc decat remuscari si stari de depresie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Incerc sa uit ce fel de persoana am fost , doar ca sa nu ma mai bata gandul sa redevin ce am fost.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pot sa merg pe strada si sa cant cele mai retardate cantece , chiar si singura.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunt multe , dar mai ales depresiva si indragostita de un 1 an si ceva .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-6275678708936920070?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/6275678708936920070/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=6275678708936920070' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/6275678708936920070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/6275678708936920070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2011/06/asta-sunt-eu.html' title='Asta sunt eu'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-teELwrl4T2c/Tf7rb5fmMkI/AAAAAAAAAlU/1Qo8djNgMsI/s72-c/hugga+117.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-8285910203790305140</id><published>2011-06-13T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T23:35:14.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>azi nu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MUwd5KnfbT4/Tfb8X_8F0uI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/LhwKTF5XVsk/s1600/tumblr_ljrighukGF1qg7h98o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="257" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MUwd5KnfbT4/Tfb8X_8F0uI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/LhwKTF5XVsk/s400/tumblr_ljrighukGF1qg7h98o1_500.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toate amintirile frumoase le am datorita tie . N-am nevoie de nimeni altcineva daca te am pe tine , imi ajunge.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Esti chiar totul pentru mine , si toti care ma cunosc stiu lucrul asta , indiferent daca suntem sau nu amici.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;M-ai adus unde ai vrut ca sa ma ti acolo ? Posibil...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Intr-o zi tot o sa ma inchid intr-o camera , doar cu hartie , pixuri , si ceva care sa ma lase inconstienta la mine . &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Poate asa o sa ma trezesc ca fiind alta persoana , poate chiar persoana la care tot visez eu sa fiu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Poate o sa scriu inca una din chestiile triste pe care le scriu intotdeauna , sau inca un poem plin de clisee.Doar ma pricep la ele , si inca bine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am cunoscut si eu cativa "ingeri" in toata viata asta a mea. Marea majoritatea au fost genul de oameni care au intrat cu bocancii plini de noroi in viata mea , m-au invatat ceva , si dupa au plecat ca si cum nimic nu s-ar fi intamplat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dar am tinut la persoanele alea , mai mult ca la oricine si orice altceva.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Increderea mi-o dau usor oricui , tocmai pentru ca am impresia ca pot sa pun in cineva incredere , dar m-am pacalit singura si de data asta. Nu nu e vorba de tine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Data viitoare nu o sa mai aiba rost sa iti dai hainele jos de pe tine , nu o sa ajungem pana acolo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vreau doar sa te uiti la mine si sa imi zici ce insemn pentru tine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fac la fel.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-8285910203790305140?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/8285910203790305140/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=8285910203790305140' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/8285910203790305140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/8285910203790305140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2011/06/azi-nu.html' title='azi nu.'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MUwd5KnfbT4/Tfb8X_8F0uI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/LhwKTF5XVsk/s72-c/tumblr_ljrighukGF1qg7h98o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-7405837128686352356</id><published>2011-06-06T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T11:43:20.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ny-image3.etsy.com/il_fullxfull.204858303.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://ny-image3.etsy.com/il_fullxfull.204858303.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.pictureshunt.com/pics/e/everything_happens_for_a_reason-3445.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="181" src="http://images.pictureshunt.com/pics/e/everything_happens_for_a_reason-3445.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;De ce alegeti toti "Everything happens for a reason" ? Ce are "If you can dream it , you can do it ?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Nu va inteleg , dar in fine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Sunt chiar singura la care se aplica asta cu "If you dream it..."?&amp;nbsp; Totusi , exista oamenii astia ca mine , cei care cred in visele lor , si le considera ca fiind singurele optiuni din viata , cele pentru care merita sa mai si lupte . Ok , nu zic ca toate lucrurile au si un motiv pentru care se intampla , dar visele le pun mai sus. Le consider ca fiind singurele realitati posibile . Si imposibile. Visele sunt alea care iti aduc bucurie , fie ea si de moment . Cand incerci sa renunti iti spui singur "Nu! Nu !" Asta pentru ca merita cu adevarat sa lupti pentru visele tale .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Poti sa visezi orice , pana si sa ajungi presedinte , dar poti sa ai si visele tale simple , pentru altii , complicate pentru tine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Prea multe despartiri traite personal , extrem de putine regasiri. Chestia asta doare ca dracu ! Si degeaba visez eu sa mai intalnesc anumite persoane , cand stiu prea bine ca nu am cum , decat daca mor si eu. Nu am de gand sa mor prea curand , indiferent cat de sinucigasa sunt eu de felul meu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Merit si eu sa am visele mele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Aprinde-ti visele si tu !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;PS: care e mai buna din cele doua imagini pentru voi , astia care (sper) ma cititi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-7405837128686352356?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/7405837128686352356/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=7405837128686352356' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/7405837128686352356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/7405837128686352356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2011/06/de-ce-alegeti-toti-everything-happens.html' title=''/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-2872741791434113570</id><published>2011-05-26T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T02:04:07.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Azi dupa toate zilele astea .... 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T0FEapC3wJw/SKFBW-PCLRI/AAAAAAAAADg/9xavpNu-wE4/s1600/51350.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T0FEapC3wJw/SKFBW-PCLRI/AAAAAAAAADg/9xavpNu-wE4/s320/51350.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Lipsesc parti din copilarie&amp;nbsp; , persoane pe care orice copil le are aproape , experiente de moment si trairi intense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Prea ,multe&amp;nbsp; greseli care s-au repetat de-a lungul timpului si care abia acum si-au aratat adevaratul efect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Eu n-am primit nimic , am facut totul din ce aveam deja , sau din total nimic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Nu am facut nimic accidental , totul a avut un motiv anume , pe care il stiam de dinainte de toate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Ajutorul prietenilor adevarati m-au facut cine sunt acum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Am momentele mele in care vreau sa redevin ce am fost acum mult timp , desi stiu ca nu e cea mai buna idee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Am ce am datorita altora si nu cred ca o sa pot sa ii rasplatesc vreodata , sau sa le multumesc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Vreau sa duc o viata de artist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Sau de nebun , pentru ca ei au propria lor lume in&amp;nbsp; care nimeni nu are nimic de zis.&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/3595011992311663588-2872741791434113570?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/2872741791434113570/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=2872741791434113570' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/2872741791434113570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/2872741791434113570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2011/05/azi-dupa-toate-zilele-astea-2.html' title='Azi dupa toate zilele astea .... 2'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T0FEapC3wJw/SKFBW-PCLRI/AAAAAAAAADg/9xavpNu-wE4/s72-c/51350.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-742516130351273823</id><published>2011-05-24T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T01:30:43.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Tot ce conteaza suntem noi doi si noi doua . Nu vreau&amp;nbsp;sa plece Carla , dar&amp;nbsp;nici tu sa pleci . Asta chiar m-ar&amp;nbsp;distruge , nu numai&amp;nbsp;psihic. Stiu ce zic. Am mai trecut prin ceva de genul cu Kaori , Yu , Lucas ,&amp;nbsp;deci nu mai am nevoie iar.&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu ce sa scriu ,&amp;nbsp;nici daca&amp;nbsp;simt nevoia sa scriu ceva . Am scris.&amp;nbsp;Mai conteaza ce cred/simt ?&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/3595011992311663588-742516130351273823?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/742516130351273823/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=742516130351273823' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/742516130351273823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/742516130351273823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2011/05/tot-ce-conteaza-suntem-noi-doi-si-noi.html' title=''/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-8175985795637625450</id><published>2011-05-21T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T07:04:24.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Azi , dupa atata timp...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xu88KFa7mmA/TdfC_0g-gNI/AAAAAAAAAkw/p9ecqFrNpxo/s1600/190639_172462929471174_100001224048415_411898_4001391_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xu88KFa7mmA/TdfC_0g-gNI/AAAAAAAAAkw/p9ecqFrNpxo/s400/190639_172462929471174_100001224048415_411898_4001391_n.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mi-am adus aminte un cantec de la marginea mortii.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nu voiam.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;De ce se tem toti (aproape) sa ajunga sa ma cunoasca?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pentru ca toti stiu ca o sa fie raniti la un moment dat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dansand in extaz , totul se transforma in cenusa la un moment dat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nici azi nu stiu unde vreau sa ajung , pe cine vreau sa cunosc , dupa cine tanjesc ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Buzele tale se ineaca in seductie...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;De ce iti plange inima de la atata ras?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oamenii care nu au nicio zi de maine , au murit deja.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oamenii nu suporta prea multa singurate inecata in tristete.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Indiferent cat de puternici sunt..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;De ce pica lacrimi?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Daca increderea ta va fi sfaramata , nu o sa&amp;nbsp;mai poti sa stai singur..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;De data asta te-ai si speriat de mine , chiar..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O sa inec seductie in pielea ta.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Si asa nu o sa mai fie altcineva care sa ma mai poata iubi..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lasa-ma sa adorm cu numele tau in mintea mea ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Iarta-ma..dupa o vreme.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Durerea devine tot una cu placere.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vreau sa aud o mica bataie a inimii , chiar daca nu e acolo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-8175985795637625450?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/8175985795637625450/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=8175985795637625450' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/8175985795637625450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/8175985795637625450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2011/05/azi-dupa-atata-timp.html' title='Azi , dupa atata timp...'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xu88KFa7mmA/TdfC_0g-gNI/AAAAAAAAAkw/p9ecqFrNpxo/s72-c/190639_172462929471174_100001224048415_411898_4001391_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-3427152616658009284</id><published>2011-04-26T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T11:54:27.769-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mayday parade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sperante'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimente'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poveste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='te rog'/><title type='text'>Ia-mă</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-66kCp79ElnU/TbcQ45CP9UI/AAAAAAAAAj4/4NQyRZMMNvs/s1600/1kisscheek.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-66kCp79ElnU/TbcQ45CP9UI/AAAAAAAAAj4/4NQyRZMMNvs/s400/1kisscheek.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ia-mă cu tine . &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oriunde . &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Du-mă departe . &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nu ştiu unde&amp;nbsp;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nu mă interesează unde.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ia-mă cu tine . &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cară-mă după tine . &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dacă nu mă vrei , pune-mă într-o pungă şi ia-mă .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;O să tac. Nu o să te deranjez. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Promit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jur. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dacă fac gălăgie poţi să mă&amp;nbsp;laşi pe acolo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dar promit că o să tac.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doar ţine-mă lângă tine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Te rog.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nu las asta să se termine. Nici tu.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Te iubesc şi asta e tot ce contează.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qFIXbdZLFQI/TbcRBAIarMI/AAAAAAAAAj8/nBLRB9ZaEJ4/s1600/aaa.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qFIXbdZLFQI/TbcRBAIarMI/AAAAAAAAAj8/nBLRB9ZaEJ4/s400/aaa.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3595011992311663588-3427152616658009284?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/3427152616658009284/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=3427152616658009284' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/3427152616658009284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/3427152616658009284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2011/04/ia-ma.html' title='Ia-mă'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-66kCp79ElnU/TbcQ45CP9UI/AAAAAAAAAj4/4NQyRZMMNvs/s72-c/1kisscheek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-5619902764059017196</id><published>2011-04-25T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T11:20:55.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/S7un25F1Ejk?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Miyavi's God closest living relativ .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apropo , un post ce merita citit pe &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Primul post--&amp;gt; Semnal de alarma. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Multumesc.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-5619902764059017196?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/5619902764059017196/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=5619902764059017196' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/5619902764059017196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/5619902764059017196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2011/04/miyavis-god-closest-living-relativ.html' title=''/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/S7un25F1Ejk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-2814501118149305140</id><published>2011-04-22T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T11:28:12.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SlV824MnKSk/TbHIsfymxCI/AAAAAAAAAjw/GQkEspI6Lvo/s1600/208651_204605979570651_100000637523341_611677_2948799_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" i8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SlV824MnKSk/TbHIsfymxCI/AAAAAAAAAjw/GQkEspI6Lvo/s400/208651_204605979570651_100000637523341_611677_2948799_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ziua 1. Asteptand ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sfarsitul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Inceputul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Ziua de maine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Sa am 18 ani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Ziua in care o sa imi ating scopurile&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/3595011992311663588-2814501118149305140?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/2814501118149305140/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=2814501118149305140' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/2814501118149305140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/2814501118149305140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2011/04/ziua-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SlV824MnKSk/TbHIsfymxCI/AAAAAAAAAjw/GQkEspI6Lvo/s72-c/208651_204605979570651_100000637523341_611677_2948799_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-6402003087703867475</id><published>2011-04-19T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T11:19:49.510-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='furt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prima'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mayday parade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minciuni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rasarit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when i get home you&apos;re so dead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adevarat'/><title type='text'>Fetele fac baietii sa planga</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt; &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eh1LN_QtM9w/Ta3PkNzwXfI/AAAAAAAAAjo/z63ZDzlzQ-Y/s1600/165536_173642172677282_100000945028104_343216_3000442_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eh1LN_QtM9w/Ta3PkNzwXfI/AAAAAAAAAjo/z63ZDzlzQ-Y/s320/165536_173642172677282_100000945028104_343216_3000442_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cantecul de leagan al rujului de pe buzele atator fete . &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;De cand fac fetele baietii sa planga ? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;De cand e asa ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;De cand nu mai conteaza atat de mult sentimentele si conteaza ce masina conduce?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;De cand banii sunt mai sus decat prieteniile ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chestia asta nu mai are farmec?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O data iti spun ca nu e ok.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A doua oara ma intrebi ce am cu tine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A treia oara iti dai seama ce ziceam eu inainte si esti de acord.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Momente blocate in minte , de cand eram doar un copil , si nu stiam cu ce se mananca viata asta.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Norii mi-au sters pacatele , nu Dumnezeii tai ,vostrii , falsi !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Unde mi-e rasaritul ?! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Voi cei care mi l-ati furat , il vreau inapoi !﻿&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-6402003087703867475?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/6402003087703867475/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=6402003087703867475' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/6402003087703867475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/6402003087703867475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2011/04/fetele-fac-baietii-sa-planga.html' title='Fetele fac baietii sa planga'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eh1LN_QtM9w/Ta3PkNzwXfI/AAAAAAAAAjo/z63ZDzlzQ-Y/s72-c/165536_173642172677282_100000945028104_343216_3000442_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-430226182671851709</id><published>2011-02-19T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T05:44:04.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Te vreau!"  si   "Ma ai!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt; &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AWu5AcTl0Dw/TV_BObpR7JI/AAAAAAAAAjA/bNM4yQuolTE/s1600/danbo__honey_by_eivven-d390a1j.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" j6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AWu5AcTl0Dw/TV_BObpR7JI/AAAAAAAAAjA/bNM4yQuolTE/s640/danbo__honey_by_eivven-d390a1j.jpg" width="416" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Tu mai stii pentru ce merita sa lupti ? Stii sigur pentru ce se merita sa mori ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Momente de sinceritate absoluta ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Jumatate din inima mea nu mai bate ca nu te am langa mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Cand ti-am facut ala cu lapte , miere si scortisoara , nu a avut acelasi gust ca ala pe care l-ai facut tu . Mai ti minte? Stii de ce ? Am pus iubire in cana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;M-am ranit de multe ori pentru ca te-am ranit pe tine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Am uneori un ego care poate sa imi tina de orice , dar crede-ma , de iubire nu tine . Pentru asta am nevoie de tine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Ideea care e , tu niciodata nu o sa fi singur. Chiar daca era sa plec , crede-ma ca se intampla ca in visul tau. Ma intorceam cu bagajele facute dupa 2 ore , te taram la baie , dar ne spalam amandoi pe maini , nu numai tu , si ramaneam la tine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Nu vreau sa se termine . Daca plec ,ma intorc.Daca plecai...veneam dupa tine . Nu stiu cum , dar te gaseam eu cumva. Nici nu am idee ce puteam&amp;nbsp; face daca nu te gaseam. Deja mi-e frica pentru ca ai zis ca o sa imi lasi un bilet cu unde sa te gasesc si ca o sa stai acolo pentru 4 zile dupa care pleci... De ce 4 ZILE ?!?!?! De ce nu mai mult timp ? Te-ai gandit ca poate nu am cum sa ajung in 4 zile?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Ma vrei ? Ma ai !!! Si atunci cand nu o sa ma mai vrei o sa ma ai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: red; color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-430226182671851709?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/430226182671851709/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=430226182671851709' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/430226182671851709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/430226182671851709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2011/02/te-vreau-si-ma-ai.html' title='&quot;Te vreau!&quot;  si   &quot;Ma ai!&quot;'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AWu5AcTl0Dw/TV_BObpR7JI/AAAAAAAAAjA/bNM4yQuolTE/s72-c/danbo__honey_by_eivven-d390a1j.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-6426647519098924652</id><published>2011-01-13T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T23:57:36.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/UIYgkNSW6vw?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cum sa nu iti placa melodia , cum canta omul asta...?&lt;br /&gt;Cum ?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-6426647519098924652?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/6426647519098924652/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=6426647519098924652' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/6426647519098924652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/6426647519098924652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2011/01/cum-sa-nu-iti-placa-melodia-cum-canta.html' title=''/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/UIYgkNSW6vw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-328732379548968025</id><published>2011-01-09T23:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T23:50:26.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jW6RPMe1BLM/TSeY2vTh-OI/AAAAAAAAAZI/MdIRCiTfhG4/s1600/DSCF0074.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jW6RPMe1BLM/TSeY2vTh-OI/AAAAAAAAAZI/MdIRCiTfhG4/s320/DSCF0074.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cum sa nu te iubesc cand ai desenul meu tatuat pe spate ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-328732379548968025?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/328732379548968025/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=328732379548968025' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/328732379548968025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/328732379548968025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2011/01/cum-sa-nu-te-iubesc-cand-ai-desenul-meu.html' title=''/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jW6RPMe1BLM/TSeY2vTh-OI/AAAAAAAAAZI/MdIRCiTfhG4/s72-c/DSCF0074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-7593551535846908021</id><published>2010-11-30T00:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T00:45:23.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ceai verde cu lamaie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TPS4xiqMYsI/AAAAAAAAAhc/mhCty1zMq0U/s1600/fotolia_5903208_xs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545260202456801986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TPS4xiqMYsI/AAAAAAAAAhc/mhCty1zMq0U/s400/fotolia_5903208_xs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Am racit . imi bag picioarele , dupa ce ca nu fac logica nici cat o aluna , acum mai scriu si in reprize ca am racit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Ma rog...nu asta vreau sa scriu... Revenim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Il iubesc de 7 luni . Si parca nu m-am saturat inca de el , si parca suntem la inceput , si nu vrem niciunul dintre noi sa se termine asa repede tot ce e intre noi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Mesaje date in miezul noptii , sau in dimineti tarzii de toamna , nervi pusi in telefoane , pentru ca atunci cand suntem fata in fata nu ne certam , sfaturi si injuraturi luate de la Carla pentru ca ne certam pentru cele mai stupide lucruri , toate astea au farmecul lor si tocmai de asta nu vreau sa il pierd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Noi suntem noi . Asta e tot ce conteaza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Am inceput sa beau cafea din cauza ta......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-7593551535846908021?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/7593551535846908021/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=7593551535846908021' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/7593551535846908021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/7593551535846908021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/11/ceai-verde-cu-lamaie.html' title='Ceai verde cu lamaie'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TPS4xiqMYsI/AAAAAAAAAhc/mhCty1zMq0U/s72-c/fotolia_5903208_xs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-5837656023572240121</id><published>2010-10-27T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T11:14:26.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi-e frica</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.freeuni.edu.ge/shortprograms/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/fear.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 391px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.freeuni.edu.ge/shortprograms/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/fear.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Si mi-e frica de operatie , de faptul ca nu o sa fi langa mine , ca nu pot sa ma uit la tine atunci cand o sa imi fie frica , ca nu pot sa stau cu oamenii la care tin si care tin si ei la randul meu la mine , mi-e frica de tot . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Nu-mi place simpla idee ca te pun sa treci prin asta , dar nu e vina mea . Nu e vina mea ca nu exista o tija care sa se dizolve singura . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Dar asta nu schimba cu nimic faptul ca te iubesc , ca va iubesc , chiar mai mult decat pot eu sau chiar voi sa intelegeti . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;apropo ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://ultimascrisoare.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;post identic pe al doilea blog pe care il am .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-5837656023572240121?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/5837656023572240121/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=5837656023572240121' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/5837656023572240121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/5837656023572240121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/10/mi-e-frica.html' title='Mi-e frica'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-5508466900235244007</id><published>2010-10-20T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T11:02:53.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doar ochii lui</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TL8rdoeOUMI/AAAAAAAAAhM/NaAtgY4bTzw/s1600/gsg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530186655514644674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TL8rdoeOUMI/AAAAAAAAAhM/NaAtgY4bTzw/s400/gsg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pentru ca pana la urma , m-am indragostit acum destul de mult timp de ochii&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nuclear-holocaust.blogspot.com/"&gt;tai&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://nuclear-holocaust.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;. In special de tine , dar primul lucru pe care l-am observat la tine au fost ochii . Nu ma intreba de ce , pentru ca stii bine : pentru simplul fapt ca sunt verzi inainte de toate . Au misterul tau in ei . As da orice sa stiu ca intr-o dimineata , primul lucru pe care il vad sunt ochii tai , chiar as da orice pentru asta . Imi place sa ma pierd in ei . Nu ma deranjeaza cu absolut nimic . Omoara-am in somn , pentru ca stiu ca o sa mor cu imaginea ta in minte , in fata ochilor .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daca m-ai fi intrebat acum 6 luni care sunt ochii care imi plac cel mai mult , poate ca nu as fi spus din prima :"ai tai !" , dar acum asa as face. Si daca m-ai intreba azi , ti-as spune fara retineri ca ochii mei sunt cei mai tristi . Chiar daca nu am niciun motiv sa fiu trista cand sunt cu tine , asa sunt ei , pur si simplu.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ochii mei te mint de cele mai multe ori . Ochii tai , in schimb , nu cred ca m-au mintit pana acum . &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"O foame se naşte din frumuseţea mea: aş vrea să fac rău celor pe care-i luminez; aş vrea să despoi pe cei pe care îi umplu de daruri - atât de foame mi-e de răutate."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Neah , nu ma pot schimba atat de usor , oricat de mult as vrea .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daca te pierd , pierd ceva ce nu pot inlocui . &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Si te iubesc tocmai pentru ca esti al meu.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-5508466900235244007?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/5508466900235244007/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=5508466900235244007' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/5508466900235244007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/5508466900235244007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/10/doar-ochii-lui.html' title='Doar ochii lui'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TL8rdoeOUMI/AAAAAAAAAhM/NaAtgY4bTzw/s72-c/gsg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-176437211240039373</id><published>2010-10-19T00:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T00:50:17.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nu incerca</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TL1Ka5nmAVI/AAAAAAAAAhE/xRY_yA_VWIE/s1600/4071995082_3ce6c209f2_z.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 346px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529657743484780882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TL1Ka5nmAVI/AAAAAAAAAhE/xRY_yA_VWIE/s400/4071995082_3ce6c209f2_z.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nu incerca sa ma mai intelegi , pentru ca nici eu singura nu ma inteleg. Nu incerca sa imi spui ca nu fac ce trebuie pentru ca stiu deja asta . Stiu mai multe decat ai putea tu sa iti imaginezi chiar . &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nu ma cunosti , la fel de mult cum nici eu nu ma cunosc pe mine insumi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Nu mai te agita , nu te cunosti tu , dar daca cel putin unul din toti oamenii din jurul tau te vede ca mine , bucura-te!" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Discutiile noastre din noapte , cuvintele pe care mi le spune , felul in care stam amandoi si plangem la telefon doar ca sa tipam unul la altul pe urma , "NU MAI PLANGE!!"... ajuta . Chiar daca nici eu nici el nu ne dam seama de asta.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Am zis ca nu mai scriu o perioada.. nu ma pot abtine , simt nevoia sa scriu postul asta.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nu incerca sa ma schimbi , pentru ca nu poti . Daca n-am putut eu singura sa ma schimb , tu nu ai sanse. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nu ma intelegi , nu ma inteleg , doar &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://nuclear-holocaust.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;el&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; ma intelege. Pana la urma , nici nu am nevoie sa ma inteleaga altii , nu am nevoie de compasiunea sau compatimirea lor , am nevoie de el si doar atat.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mi-e dor de vara ~~!!!~~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mi-e dor de tine si ti-am plans o zi intreaga pe piele ....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Si stii bine ca o sa o mai fac chiar si atunci cand nu ploua afara.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...... nu mai regreta pentru ca tot ce faci te face pe tine cine esti.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sfarsitul e mult mai aproape decat ai crede tu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-176437211240039373?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/176437211240039373/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=176437211240039373' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/176437211240039373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/176437211240039373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/10/nu-incerca.html' title='Nu incerca'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TL1Ka5nmAVI/AAAAAAAAAhE/xRY_yA_VWIE/s72-c/4071995082_3ce6c209f2_z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-102653476207206824</id><published>2010-10-18T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T00:26:55.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ma intorc</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TLv2PDRLF3I/AAAAAAAAAg8/7q1qrA7lQ38/s1600/3808579137_b578a458eb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 353px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529283705963222898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TLv2PDRLF3I/AAAAAAAAAg8/7q1qrA7lQ38/s400/3808579137_b578a458eb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Lucrari , chestii de invatat , alte chestii care imi ocupa timpul.... Daca vrei sa ma mai citesti , ma cauti pe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://negrucavanilia.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;ala comun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-102653476207206824?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/102653476207206824/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=102653476207206824' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/102653476207206824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/102653476207206824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/10/ma-intorc.html' title='Ma intorc'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TLv2PDRLF3I/AAAAAAAAAg8/7q1qrA7lQ38/s72-c/3808579137_b578a458eb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-2215698174791477076</id><published>2010-10-11T11:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T11:28:06.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dau gres...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TLNUo2fPW7I/AAAAAAAAAg0/rJUwqvavaWY/s1600/AZN7wsuV4pe6u26sjZnTi2sko1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526854228511775666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TLNUo2fPW7I/AAAAAAAAAg0/rJUwqvavaWY/s400/AZN7wsuV4pe6u26sjZnTi2sko1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Nu stiu sa iti spun ce e , dar pot sa iti spun cum se simte. Nu vrei sa fi in locul meu .... iti garantez. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;O luam de la inceput , si e o nebunie . Cand e frumos e minunat , cand merge prost e ingrozitor. Nu vreau ca scoala si plictiseala ei sa isi puna amprenta pe mine , pe tine , pe noi . La dracu ! Cine a inventat scoala ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Ti s-a intamplat sa iubesti atat de mult pe cineva incat atunci cand il vezi sa nu mai stii cum sa respiri ? Sa iubesti atat de mult incat sa nu suporti sa il vezi ca sufera si sa nu suporti gandul ca l-ai putea pierde?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Poate ca relatia noastra nu e chiar atat de nebuneasca pe cat pare ... Ti-am spus ca nu ma descurc in relatii....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Poate ca nu te merit.. de fapt , mai mult ca sigur nu te merit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Dar sunt al dracului de mandra ca te am si ca nu te are tipa de la 11C . iti explic maine faza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Te iubesc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-2215698174791477076?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/2215698174791477076/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=2215698174791477076' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/2215698174791477076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/2215698174791477076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/10/dau-gres.html' title='Dau gres...'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TLNUo2fPW7I/AAAAAAAAAg0/rJUwqvavaWY/s72-c/AZN7wsuV4pe6u26sjZnTi2sko1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-7838376013421841114</id><published>2010-10-03T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T23:29:43.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Nu ma intreba ce am facut ca nu stiu"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://a.openbible.info/blog/2009-02-lent-big.png"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 450px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 572px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://a.openbible.info/blog/2009-02-lent-big.png" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Gata ! Nu mai merge asa , si desi stiam asta de mult timp , de abia acum iau in considerare faptul ca ma pot lasa si ca nu ar trebui decat sa imi impun asta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;1.Nu mai beau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;2.Nu mai trag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;M-am convis cati tin la mine , si cati ce ar face in anumite momente. Nu vreau sa imi pierd prietenii adevarati , vreau sa le demonstrez ca pot sa ma schimb daca vreau , vreau sa stie cat de mult le sunt recunoscatoare pentru ca m-au ajutat si nu m-au dat de gol vineri. Daca stiu sigur ceva , stiu ca nu aleg bautura sau drogurile in locul persoanelor care chiar conteaza pentru mine si care mi-ar fi aproape mereu. Colegele mele care nu ma inteleg dar care au grija de mine , care imi cumpara cafea si ceai de lamaie ca sa ma trezesc , care au stat cu mine in baie doar pentru ca radeam ca o idioata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Bai...nu vreau ca peste cativa ani sa ma intreb pe ce s-a dus adolescenta mea si sa imi raspund: strong , bere , vin , vanilla , opium . Vreau sa pot sa spun ca am schimbat "aia" la mine .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Le multumesc tuturor celor care au avut grija de mine vineri... in special Jerry . Si maica'sa , ca a plans cu mine.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-7838376013421841114?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/7838376013421841114/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=7838376013421841114' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/7838376013421841114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/7838376013421841114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/10/nu-ma-intreba-ce-am-facut-ca-nu-stiu.html' title='&quot;Nu ma intreba ce am facut ca nu stiu&quot;'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-980157399916526197</id><published>2010-09-26T11:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T11:43:23.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pentru tine si doar atat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TJ-UK04RndI/AAAAAAAAAf4/uOr23BPV_Yw/s1600/fafgs.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 236px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521294581893799378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TJ-UK04RndI/AAAAAAAAAf4/uOr23BPV_Yw/s400/fafgs.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Si te iubesc . Pentru cum esti tu . Pentru ce esti tu . Pentru ca ai ochii pe care ii ador eu , ca nu suporti sa ma vezi plangand , ca nu suporti sa ma cauti si sa nu fiu langa tine , pentru ca esti la fel ca mine . Te iubesc cu toate defectele tale , cu toate calitatile tale. Am murit din nou in bratele tale . De ce a trebuit sa ma trezesti tu la viata ? Stii cum e sa primesti ce vrei , dar nu fie ce ai tu nevoie ? Cum e sa faci tot ce poti tu mai bine , dar sa nu reusesti ? Sa fii incredibil de obosit , dar sa nu poti adormi? Sa ramai blocat in amintiri si sa plangi ? Sa pierzi ceva ce nu poti inlocui ? Sa ai impresia si sa fi convins ca asa e , ca nimic nu poate merge mai prost decat ceea ce simti tu , si ca nimic nu e mai rau decat ce simti? Daca nu , pune-te in locul meu si ai sa vezi cat de rau e . Sunt prea indragostita de tine ca sa iti dau drumul .&lt;br /&gt;Sa zicem ca iar am ajuns in locul ala in care ma deschid total fata de tine . Fata in fata cu realitatea. Te iubesc. Si iti scriu tie , pentru ca nu pot sa imi iau gandul de la tine , de la ochii tai , zambetul tau , hanoracul tau care nu ia foc , si vocea ta. Toate raspunsurile la intrebari mele si ale tale sunt de fapt alte intrebari , sau alte raspunsuri . "Barbatii sunt simpli . Femeile sunt complicate." La dracu ,cui ii pasa cat de simplu esti ? Eu te iubesc asa cum esti tu , nu ca obiect , ci ca persoana . Sper ca stii ca asta e despre tine . Ca stau de prea mult timp eu cu mine , si nu ma pierd in ochii tai. Mi-e dor de tine cum ii e unui copil de animalutul lui de plus . Si te ador.....&lt;br /&gt;Cand imi spui ca nu e chiar atat de bine ca sunt copilaroasa , ca iert prea usor chestii pe care unii nu le-ar ierta niciodata , ca sunt adorabila , ca am o moaca de copil , ca ma placi asa sasaita [pierce-ul tau nu de alta] si fraiera cum sunt eu . Subliniez fraiera.&lt;br /&gt;"Tinerii isi schimba gandurile foarte des... deoarece cred ca au tot timpul din lume. De cele mai multe ori , moartea ne ia inainte sa cunoastem iubirea. Pentru ca atunci cand iubirea era in fata noastra, eram prea preocupati sa o gasim in alta parte ..."&lt;br /&gt;Stiu ca pe mine nu m-a luat inainte. Am gasit-o . Te-am gasit . Si sunt al dracului de mandra si de bucuroasa pentru asta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-980157399916526197?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/980157399916526197/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=980157399916526197' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/980157399916526197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/980157399916526197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/09/pentru-tine-si-doar-atat.html' title='Pentru tine si doar atat.'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TJ-UK04RndI/AAAAAAAAAf4/uOr23BPV_Yw/s72-c/fafgs.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-2074762033794326094</id><published>2010-09-24T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T11:14:02.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>doar daca</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TJzqYqL2ePI/AAAAAAAAAfo/6TAcQmnnRWo/s1600/i__m_afraid_of_the_dark__by_churchlady.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520544952611141874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TJzqYqL2ePI/AAAAAAAAAfo/6TAcQmnnRWo/s400/i__m_afraid_of_the_dark__by_churchlady.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daca ai putea alege cine sa fii , ce ai alege?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-2074762033794326094?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/2074762033794326094/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=2074762033794326094' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/2074762033794326094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/2074762033794326094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/09/doar-daca.html' title='doar daca'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TJzqYqL2ePI/AAAAAAAAAfo/6TAcQmnnRWo/s72-c/i__m_afraid_of_the_dark__by_churchlady.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-4649788717771554326</id><published>2010-09-18T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T06:22:51.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>0&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TJS87u__RoI/AAAAAAAAAfg/pDgbQbPl2hY/s1600/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518243177850422914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TJS87u__RoI/AAAAAAAAAfg/pDgbQbPl2hY/s400/DSC_0005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Creatia lui Injunghiatu , Cezar , Jericho  , si a mea dracu :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&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/3595011992311663588-4649788717771554326?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/4649788717771554326/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=4649788717771554326' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/4649788717771554326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/4649788717771554326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/09/0-creatia-lui-injunghiatu-cezar-jericho.html' title=''/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TJS87u__RoI/AAAAAAAAAfg/pDgbQbPl2hY/s72-c/DSC_0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-5010020647879807256</id><published>2010-09-10T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T01:31:13.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worlds apart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TInphL7d4dI/AAAAAAAAAfY/qfis_zhCCXg/s1600/tigara1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515195975039050194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TInphL7d4dI/AAAAAAAAAfY/qfis_zhCCXg/s400/tigara1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;De ce asa? De ce nu altfel ? De ce nu in orice alt fel , numai asa ,nu ? Nu fac niciun pic de logica , dar tot scriu . Da-o dracu de logica , gramatica , sens ! Nu asta e problema mea acum ! Problema mea e ca nu inteleg ceva... Bine , mai multe de ceva... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;De ce sunt dependenta de oameni ? Adica , de ce nu pot sa stau o zi fara sa simt nevoia de a avea pe cineva langa mine , de a-mi pierde timpul cu cineva , de a zice cuiva ceva , sau orice lucru care presupune sa mai fie cineva cu tine ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;De ce am ajuns sa pun atat de multa importanta pe oameni ? Chiar nu pot sa stau fara ei , ok , sa zicem ca ma impac cu asta . Dar totusi... Mi s-a spus , si stiu , ca nu se merita si nu e prea.....ok -sa zicem- sa faci ceva fara sa te gandesti la ce inseamna ce faci tu pentru altii , dar nici ca mine sa fac nu e ok . La dracu !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;De ce toti se ascund dupa masti , chiar daca stie oricine ca eu nu pun accent pe aparente , pe cati bani ai , de unde vi , ce familie ai , ce masina conduci , cate pierce-uri ai sau cate tatuaje , ce muzica iti place , ce vrei sa faci , cum esti ? Adica , sa fim seriosi , toti care ma stiu ar trebui sa fie constienti de lucrurile astea... Si de ce nimeni nu vrea sa imi fie mie de ajutor cand am nevoie , chiar daca eu sunt acolo pentru ei oricand , la orice ora , oricum . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;La dracu.... Acum chiar nu mai am logica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-5010020647879807256?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/5010020647879807256/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=5010020647879807256' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/5010020647879807256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/5010020647879807256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/09/worlds-apart.html' title='Worlds apart'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TInphL7d4dI/AAAAAAAAAfY/qfis_zhCCXg/s72-c/tigara1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-1715908308189267626</id><published>2010-09-08T01:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T01:21:35.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid love letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TIdHVWWDpDI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/QOJLnpb9wQk/s1600/Picture+2+035edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514454700839380018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TIdHVWWDpDI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/QOJLnpb9wQk/s400/Picture+2+035edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Draga tu ,&lt;br /&gt;Ma mai tii minte ? Sunt tot eu , idioata care s-a indragostit nebuneste de tine si pe care si tu o iubesti , ai iubit-o. Iti scriu pentru ca iti simt lipsa rau de tot , mult mai rau decat ai crede tu .&lt;br /&gt;Abea acum imi incep scrisoarea stupida catre tine. Tu.... Te vei inabusi in viata orasului mort , prea pustiu de suflete , de culori . Vei uita de carti cu adevarat frumoase ...vei lacrima sau vei plange vara , si poate ca si toamna.Toamna cheama atat de multe amintiri...E stupid... A inceput sa ploua greu , rece , monoton.E toamna afara , sau doar in camera mea ? Si intodeauna din camera mea am iubit toamna . Te-am iubit si te-am urat o zi intreaga , o dupa amiaza intreaga. Te-am urat pentru imi pareai perfect , ai tot ce am eu nevoie , ce imi place mie . Si te-am iubit pentru ca erai langa mine si nu suportai ca am inceput sa plang . M-ai schimbat mult acum.. Am inteles ca nu trebuie sa duc o viata dubla . Dar tot sunt altfel fata de prieteni si altfel fata de mine insumi . In ziua in care mi-am dat seama ca da , te iubesc , am fost cumplit de trista. Si asta o sa intelegi pe parcursul scrisorii de ce . Stiu ca amintirile sunt icoanele timpului pierdut , dar amintirile cu tine vreau sa le pastrez , restul pot sa dispara.&lt;br /&gt;Stii care a fost cea dintai porunca pe care mi-am impus sa o respect? Nu stii... A fost : nu voi iubi ! Si logic ca nu am facut asa.&lt;br /&gt;N-am crezut niciodata in fericire , cum nu cred nici in Dumnezei. Nici acum nu cred in ea , chiar daca in anumite momente o simt , o am . Mi-e teama chiar si de fericire. Dar cand sunt cu tine , cand sunt la tine in brate sunt fericita... Mi-e sufletul schimbat iar eu schimb bateriile de la camera si visez in continuare. De multe ori m-am intrebat ce am eu in serile tarzii de vara. Dar n-am gasit niciun raspuns. Sunt cea mai imbecila dintre toti , orisicat m-as ascunde. Sunt atat de imbecila incat nici nu ma revolta noaptea asta pierduta si slabiciunea sufletului meu , si ruina vointei mele sau pustiul mintii mele . Si scriu aici... Si sunt dezgustata de tot , chiar si de durere. Si nici nu pot dormi. Si nici nu pot citi. Deci sunt o imbecila . Dar stiu ce se petrece cu mine . Sunt sentimentala.Degeaba ma tot ascund . Daca nu as fi sentimentala nu as fi intrista. Nu am de ce sa fiu intristata.&lt;br /&gt;Privesc in gol pe fereastra... Ma gandesc : poate ca toamna viitoare nu voi mai privi singura luna , poate ca nu voi mai asculta singura vantul . Apoi rad si imi spun :de cate toamne nu zic acelasi lucru ?&lt;br /&gt;Mi-e dor sa ma simt atat de confortabil stiind ca ma iubesti ......&lt;br /&gt;Prietenul meu s-a schimbat . De fapt , iubind , tanarul brunet a devenit prietenul meu . Nu-l mai recunosc. E atat de inalt , de nelinistit , de iubitor.. Ne intelegeam atat de bine : eu care nu voiam sa il iubesc , sa iubesc.&lt;br /&gt;Daca ar fi sa pleci , ai pleca pur si simplu , sau nu ? Vezi tu , viata nu e un joc de adevar sau provocare , viata chiar e pe bune . Poate ca va fi mai usor , sau mult mai greu decat crezi tu sa iubesti din nou , sa iubesc din nou .&lt;br /&gt;Omul cauta iubirea toata viata lui.... dar cred ca eu am gasit-o.&lt;br /&gt;Cu drag , a ta ,&lt;br /&gt;Anne .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;PS: gasesti un post identic pe &lt;a href="http://negrucavanilia.blogspot.com/"&gt;blogul nostru .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-1715908308189267626?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/1715908308189267626/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=1715908308189267626' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/1715908308189267626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/1715908308189267626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/09/stupid-love-letter.html' title='Stupid love letter'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TIdHVWWDpDI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/QOJLnpb9wQk/s72-c/Picture+2+035edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-4167596527379744617</id><published>2010-09-06T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T03:13:14.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunt clipe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TIS8YBgL5SI/AAAAAAAAAe4/4NcUllZgZU4/s1600/f_f5391bff8755.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513738964714644770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TIS8YBgL5SI/AAAAAAAAAe4/4NcUllZgZU4/s400/f_f5391bff8755.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ma tot gandesc aiurea , dar ma intreb daca chiar mai are rost sa mai ma chinui sa le arat unora cum sunt de fapt si sa le dovedesc cat de mult gresesc atunci cand imi pun etichete.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunt momente din trecut pe care nu le mai pot aduce inapoi , sau care ,sincer , chiar ma dor , mai alesc anumite lucruri pe care unii le fac sau le spun .Cateodata sunt clipe in care imi aduc aminte cum a fost totul in trecut si cum e acum , si chestia asta ma face sa fiu altfel , sa ma comport altfel , sa nu mai am incredere in anumite persoane. Da , e acelasi soare pe cer , aceleasi zi trec , dar eu.... eu ce fac? Scriu , ca doar la cuvinte ma pricep. Cred. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vreau sa trec peste toate , peste dureri , tristeti , orice , sa le las in spate si sa nu ma mai intorc la ele. Dar nu pot. Tin prea mult la amintiri , chiar daca ele dor pe zi ce trece din ce in ce  mai mult.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Panda , iti multumesc ca ma iubesti , asa de defecta cum sunt eu . Sunt dezordonata  si stii ca nu pot schimba asta, dar nu iti pot spune lucruri pe care nu le stiu , pe care nu le inteleg. Vreau doar sa stiu ca o sa fi acolo pentru mine cand sunt plecata , pentru ca ar trebui sa stii ca eu o sa fiu  mereu acolo pentru tine . Asta pana in momentul in care o sa-mi spui ca nu mai vrei , ca trebuie sa plec.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Revin...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De ce "prietenii" nu mai sunt asa de importanti pentru cei din jur ? Am cerut atat de mult prin faptul ca imi vreau prietenii adevarati inapoi ? Stiu ca n-are cum sa se intample asta , dar eu tot vreau !!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS:post aiurea...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-4167596527379744617?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/4167596527379744617/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=4167596527379744617' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/4167596527379744617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/4167596527379744617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/09/sunt-clipe.html' title='Sunt clipe'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TIS8YBgL5SI/AAAAAAAAAe4/4NcUllZgZU4/s72-c/f_f5391bff8755.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-8684702148358765163</id><published>2010-09-06T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T00:14:59.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Intrebare...</title><content type='html'>Bai , un tip din lista mea , care imi tot citeste blogul , mi-a spus ca se mira ca o drogata si o tembela ca mine poate sa scrie asa.. Deci intrebarea mea e urmatoarea... Tu [ cel/cea care citesti ] te miri de aceeasi chestie ? :&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-8684702148358765163?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/8684702148358765163/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=8684702148358765163' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/8684702148358765163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/8684702148358765163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/09/intrebare.html' title='Intrebare...'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-5022276927655618124</id><published>2010-09-03T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T12:07:44.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.kaushik.net/avinash/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/hope-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 495px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 335px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.kaushik.net/avinash/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/hope-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Iau un borcan , scriu pe el "Sperante" si o sa il umplu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-5022276927655618124?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/5022276927655618124/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=5022276927655618124' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/5022276927655618124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/5022276927655618124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/09/iau-un-borcan-scriu-pe-el-sperante-si-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-2005403228475273324</id><published>2010-09-03T11:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T11:59:24.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Da' de ce ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TIFFclD6rtI/AAAAAAAAAeg/fYFhAAoAhGc/s1600/art,dark,hair,girl,sky,zoom,photography-8667c9aa03f27770cfba2a39ff6ca749_h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512763776165392082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TIFFclD6rtI/AAAAAAAAAeg/fYFhAAoAhGc/s400/art,dark,hair,girl,sky,zoom,photography-8667c9aa03f27770cfba2a39ff6ca749_h.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O sa incetez sa fac totul pe placul lumii , chiar daca mie nu imi place ce fac , mai ales pentru ca nu e pentru mine. Da , asa am fost mereu , dar ce&lt;br /&gt;ar fi sa ma mai acceptati si pe mine pentru ce sunt , cum sunt de fapt ? Adica in realitate , nu asa cum sunt cand voi credeti ca e totul ok si&lt;br /&gt;frumos si roz , si ca nu ma bate nimic la cap , ca nu simt lipsa nimanui , ca nu vreau nimic , ca sunt fericita asa cum sunt . Ce dracu e atat de greu&lt;br /&gt;sa intelegeti ca nu suport sa ma ascund dupa niste minciuni , doar ca oamenii din jurul meu sa fie multumiti ca sunt asa cum le place lor ?Nu , nu sunt modesta . Nu , nu sunt prea optimista . Nu , nu sunt plina de bani , chiar daca am tigari in fiecare zi. Nu , in niciun caz nu sunt atat&lt;br /&gt;de fericita pe cat las impresia ca as fi . Si da , e ilogic ca las impresia asta desi nu e asa , dar asa am fost eu mereu , mereu mi-a placut ca lumea&lt;br /&gt;sa nu stie de problemele mele . Ca , la dracu , sunt ale mele ! nu ale voastre , nu ale noastre.Si voi doi , cei care ar trebui sa ma iubeasca intotdeauna , si care ar trebui sa fie mereu acolo pentru mine , ma dezamagiti cel mai mult . Si da&lt;br /&gt;mama si tata , de voi scriu . Stiu ca nu o sa cititi niciodata , si la dracu , nici nu as vrea! Mama , de ce , dar de ce , niciodata nu m-ai crezut , nici macar atunci cand nu spuneam altceva decat adevarul gol golut , de ce ma consideri o&lt;br /&gt;curva desi nu ai niciun motiv , de ce nu mai petrecem timp impreuna atunci cand poti , de ce nu mai ma asculti , de ce nu ma ajuti cand am&lt;br /&gt;nevoie de tine , desi am nevoie de tine mai mereu si tu nu stii , de ce nu mai esti modelul meu de cativa ani , de ce ....de ce te-ai departat de mine&lt;br /&gt;? De ce atunci cand ma vezi ca vin in casa iti cade cerul pe umeri ? Stii...sunt fiica ta. Si da , sunt multe lucruri pe care ti le-as spune , dar mi-e&lt;br /&gt;frica , si ma razgandesc , nu mai iti spun nimic , decat ma prefac ca nu am nimic si ca totul e ok si bine. Tata , de ce nu vrei sa ma accepti asa cum sunt ? De ce trebuie sa te mint mereu , de ce ai o imagine absolut opusa despre mine , fata de cum&lt;br /&gt;sunt de fap ? De ce nu vrei sa ma asculti nici tu , chiar si in momentele in care mananc bataie de la mama ? De ce nu ma mai iei in brate ca&lt;br /&gt;acum 2-3 ani ? Si cum se face ca niciodata nu am auzit din gura voastra "Te iubesc" nici spus mie , nici intre voi ?De ce nu va impacati cu ideea ca eu nu sunt asa cum trebuie , nu sunt cum ma vreti , si de ce nu ma acceptati asa de tampita , si etc cum sunt eu de fapt ? De ce trebuie sa fac atat de multe lucruri pe la spatele vostru ? Doar pentru ca mi-e frica de reactia voastra ? Da' de ce asa?Nu mai vreau sa fie asa...incep sa regret ca .... lasa. Regret mult prea multe la capitolul familie , dar cel mai mult ca voi nu stiti sa ascultati , si sa ma faceti sa inteleg ceva , sau sa ma certati , decat prin bataie. O sa-mi bag pula si o sa plec , da' mai am 2 ani si 8 luni pana atunci.....Nu mai vreau sa ma ascund de voi , dar atunci cand va mint , de cele mai multe ori o fac pentru binele meu , nu al vostru.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-2005403228475273324?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/2005403228475273324/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=2005403228475273324' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/2005403228475273324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/2005403228475273324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/09/da-de-ce.html' title='Da&apos; de ce ?'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TIFFclD6rtI/AAAAAAAAAeg/fYFhAAoAhGc/s72-c/art,dark,hair,girl,sky,zoom,photography-8667c9aa03f27770cfba2a39ff6ca749_h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-6944646170675992192</id><published>2010-08-31T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T23:50:40.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Asta e pentru noi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TH32aHgibmI/AAAAAAAAAeA/dHOcdsrgq8E/s1600/jbmbjmb.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511832447523909218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TH32aHgibmI/AAAAAAAAAeA/dHOcdsrgq8E/s400/jbmbjmb.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Asta scriu pentru cei care chiar conteaza pentru mine. Nu le spun numele , ei se stiu , si asta e cel mai important lucru.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Pentru cei care impart cu mine anii de liceu , orele , pauzele , inainte si dupa ore , penru sticlele golite , pentru zilele pierdute inutil , pentru certurile , impacarile , despartiri , revederi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Sunt mandra de ei . In gasca noastra defectele , toanele , comentariile sunt acceptate  , fitele si figurile nu . Imi plac oamenii astia.... N-am uitat datorita cui inca mai scriu , n-am uitat de zilele pe care le-am irosit la scara injurand-o pe tanti de la 5 ca arunca cu apa in noi , intre blocuri , in OZN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Vreau ca mai tarziu sa imi aduc aminte de vorbele noastre , salutul nostru , perlele , caracterele noastre total diferite , dar care se completeaza reciproc , iluziile , visele , relatiile , intamplarile noastre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Nu vrem lucruri marete , n-avem asteptari prea mari de la noi m de la restul , nu vrem decat esentialul. Restul nu ne intereseaza. Vrem ca unele lucruri sa le putem avea si muncim pentru ele . Dar nu facem imposibilul .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Si ne iubim asa dementi cum  suntem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-6944646170675992192?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/6944646170675992192/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=6944646170675992192' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/6944646170675992192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/6944646170675992192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/08/asta-e-pentru-noi.html' title='Asta e pentru noi'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TH32aHgibmI/AAAAAAAAAeA/dHOcdsrgq8E/s72-c/jbmbjmb.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-6757266561029646255</id><published>2010-08-31T23:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T23:53:23.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__CwZ165AnaI/THvRvClgkII/AAAAAAAAAeU/Wjev9G-ptAI/s1600/z-16__happy1013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__CwZ165AnaI/THvRvClgkII/AAAAAAAAAeU/Wjev9G-ptAI/s1600/z-16__happy1013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__CwZ165AnaI/THvYcf55AnI/AAAAAAAAAec/bhlFVYvzios/s1600/colorful_cupcake-1557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__CwZ165AnaI/THvYcf55AnI/AAAAAAAAAec/bhlFVYvzios/s1600/colorful_cupcake-1557.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__CwZ165AnaI/THvYcqKvH-I/AAAAAAAAAek/7xDeF3yQ6a4/s1600/i-love-your-blog-award.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__CwZ165AnaI/THvYcqKvH-I/AAAAAAAAAek/7xDeF3yQ6a4/s1600/i-love-your-blog-award.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Am primit astea de la &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://piluladegheata.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;dudu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;si tin sa ii multumesc ca mi-a inseninat noaptea tarzie de septembrie , si sfarsit de vara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Si ii multumesc pentru ele . :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Le dau si eu mai departe lui &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://cecile-thats-me.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Cecillia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; pentru ca in multe din randurile scrise de ea ma regasesc , sau pentru ca ea ma face sa zambesc prin lucrurile simple/complicate pe care le scrie .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Lui &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://nu-sunt-printesa.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Non printesa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; pentru ca am citit blogul ei cap coada si nu are cum sa nu iti placa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Lui &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://piluladegheata.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Dudu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;pentru ca are dreptate in tot ce zice , ce imi zice si pentru ca vrea sa imi iubesc sufletul , pentru ca ea considera ca iubirea e adorabila , si sunt de acord cu ea.&lt;br /&gt;Lui &lt;a href="http://tenebre.wordpress.com/"&gt;Tenebre&lt;/a&gt; pentru ca imi place blogul ei si ma uit pe el in fiecare zi.&lt;br /&gt;Si lui &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mircea-badea.ro/blog/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Mircea Badea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; pentru ca eu una sunt de acord cu omul asta si stie cum vrea sa fie totul . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/3595011992311663588-6757266561029646255?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/6757266561029646255/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=6757266561029646255' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/6757266561029646255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/6757266561029646255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/08/smile.html' title='Smile'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__CwZ165AnaI/THvRvClgkII/AAAAAAAAAeU/Wjev9G-ptAI/s72-c/z-16__happy1013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-2362026310818134976</id><published>2010-08-27T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T01:35:57.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visele devin realitate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/THd0yofX7uI/AAAAAAAAAdw/lwaIm2CGarM/s1600/z105299137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510001082322382562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/THd0yofX7uI/AAAAAAAAAdw/lwaIm2CGarM/s400/z105299137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"Deobicei nu crezi pana nu vezi cu ochii tai daca se poate" &lt;---cum zice Spike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Am intalnit oameni care chiar m-au impresionat prin visele pe care ei le aveau. Simple , complicate. Mai mult pentru ei decat pentru altcineva.Vise pe care le voiau reale pentru a se simti ei bine. Nu pentru ce insemnau pentru altii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Sunt multi dintre ei care au cautat prietenie , iubire , incredere , intelegere , in alte parti decat in cele in care erau atunci cand i-am cunoscut eu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Si m-au impresionat. Nu prin ce ziceau , ci prin ce isi doreau , prin ce insemna pentru ei lucrurile marunte pe care mai toti le privim ca pe niste mofturi , si nimic mai mult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ar fi o femeie , destul de batrana , care isi dorea din tot sufletul sa poata sa ajunga in Anglia , la fiica ei . Are 83 de ani. Am vrut sa scriu despre ea , pentru ca m-a impresionat , dar nu am mai scris... Ma rog. Revenim. Acum doua zile m-am intalnit cu ea pe strada , am vorbit , ne-am dus in parc si am mai discutat , si m-a anuntat ca pana la urma o sa plece pe 30.08.2010 in Anglia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;-Ma bucur pentru dumneavoastra. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;-Multumesc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;-Si stiti unde sta fata ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;-Nu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;-Va asteapta in aeroport?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;-Nu.Nu stie ca vin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;-Cunoasteti pe cineva acolo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;-Nu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;-Cu cine mergeti?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;-Cu singurul meu prieten.Catelusul meu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;-Nimeni altcineva?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;-Nu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;-Cunoasteti tara , zona?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;-Nu.Dar o sa ma descurc eu. Important e ca o sa plec.Asta e ce imi doream , visul meu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Urmatorul ar fi Zola [un prieten].Voia tatuaj.Desi nimeni din familia lui nu e de acord.Cum am spus , pentru unii ,pentru voi , cei care cititi , poate pare un  moft si atat.Eh , pentru el era visul lui. Si si-a facut tatuajul.Chiar daca maica-sa o sa aiba un soc cand o sa il vada... Si ma bucur pentru el.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Urmatoarea tipa . Am cunoscut-o fara sa vreau , in parc , pentru ca avea chef de vorba , si statea langa mine pe banca. Isi dorea sa ajunga in Cluj , la mormantul bunicului ei .Nu a fost la inmormantarea lui  si omul ala era cel mai important pentru ea , cel la care tinea cel mai mult . Si ieri a plecat spre Cluj.A promis ca o sa ma sune azi , cand vine inapoi in oras , ca sa mai iesim la o tigara impreuna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Deeeci... Ai un vis? Sigur , doar toti avem. Asa ca lupta-te ca el sa devina realitate , lupta pentru el , pentru tine , nu pentru altii. Lupta , mai ales daca tine de fericirea ta ca el sa devina real , sa nu ramana la stadiul de vis neimplinit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/3595011992311663588-2362026310818134976?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/2362026310818134976/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=2362026310818134976' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/2362026310818134976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/2362026310818134976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/08/visele-devin-realitate.html' title='Visele devin realitate'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/THd0yofX7uI/AAAAAAAAAdw/lwaIm2CGarM/s72-c/z105299137.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-2973253184325690387</id><published>2010-08-25T22:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T23:24:02.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucrurile mici</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/THX92MR4EOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/AkQoDMIKXTU/s1600/uruchan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509588826608636130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/THX92MR4EOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/AkQoDMIKXTU/s400/uruchan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Bun , lista cu lucrurile mici , pentru unii nesemnificative , care imi fac ziua , care ma fac sa mai si zambesc , si imi iau starea de depresie si auto-critica mult prea dura:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-sa-i vad pe prietenii mei [cei care chiar sunt importanti pentru mine]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-faptul ca verisoara mea de 1an jumatate poate sa mearga dupa mine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-ca tot verisoara mea mica e fascinata de culoarea de pe unghiile mele ,mai ales daca sunt verzi sau albastre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-cand ma joc cu catelusa mea mica &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-poze care mie imi plac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-melodii ...sunt multe , si sunt ale mele [in sensul in care ma fac sa uit de tot]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-noptile pierdute cu Anne-Marie in telefon , cu Carla , Damian , Pitic , Alina[vara-mea]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-cand o vad pe vara-mea , nu numai cand aduce ceva de baut ca sa aiba motiv sa vina la mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-revederea unor colegi vechi , sau prieteni vechi de care nu am mai auzit nimic de mult timp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-prima stea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-cafea cu frisca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-cum se joaca in parc ,sau oriunde ,copilasii aia mici , si au un zambet cat toata fata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-Teo iubi[Teodora] cand imi zice sa ii fac masaj la sani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-cand cunosc oameni noi , care imi plac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-cand am o stare destul de...ciudata , nu stiu , si cred ca visele mele pot sa le fac realitate , fara ajutorul nimanui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-cand cred in vise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-cand imi dau seama ca desi , am gresit cu multe fata de anumite persoane , ele ma iau in brate si ma tin strans , pentru ca inca le mai pasa de mine , si ce le-am facut nu mai conteaza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-ca le-am spus aproape tuturor celor din viata mea ce inseamna ei pentru mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-ca atunci cand am avut accidentul a fost macar 1 coleg din generala care s-a interesat de mine , si caruia i-a pasat de mine , desi nu prea ne-am inteles noi doi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-ca am cunoscut oameni incredibili desi nu mai sunt in viata mea , si ca am ramas cu anumite invataturi de la ei , ca m-au schimbat , ca am amintiri extrem de frumoase legate de ei,chiar daca ne-am mai si certat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-cand ma uit peste pozele vechi si imi dau seama ca fiecare in parte are ceva anume , o intamplare , o reintalnire , o impacare legata de fiecare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-cand stau si ma joc cu animalute pe strada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-cand pot sa imi spun ca sunt adorabila , si destul de desteapta ca sa nu mai fac aceleasi greseli pe care le regret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-cand panda imi face pe plac cu crinii , cand imi aduna flori de pe strada , cand ma face sa rad si ma saruta pe frunte si imi spune ca ma iubeste , cand imi spune ca sunt adorabila , ca plange cu mine in ploaie , sau in soare [umbra respectiv] , ca imi face pe plac si isi scoate [in timp ce scriu...] pierce-ul blocat in buza , cand ma asculta , cand e acolo pentru mine , ca mi-a spus ca daca am nevoie de cineva aproape sau sunt trista e de ajuns sa il sun , chiar daca nu spun nici macar un cuvant . Te iubesc , honey , si stii asta prea bine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-cand sunt de acord cu Vescan si recunosc ca "o prietenie nu inseamna doar curve ,droguri , sau betie"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-cand imi dau seama ca am prieteni printre oameni , care impart cu mine orice lucru idiot in care m-am bagat , toate bucuriile .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-cand imi amintesc de anumiti oameni care au disparut de langa mine , si zambesc tamb si stupid cand le vad chipul in fotografii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-cand pot sa garantez cuiva ca o sa fiu aproape de el/ea cand are nevoie de mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-cand tin partea cuiva , chiar daca stiu ca nu are dreptate , doar pentru ca ei conteaza pentru mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-cand cei pe care i-am ajutat de curand sau mai demult isi aduc aminte de multumiri , si ma iau in brate [optional , mai si plang ,nu numai ma imbratiseaza]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-cand vad cum se comporta Miyavi cu copiii , cat ii adora , cat de moale e , desi arata dur , nebunesc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-cand am oameni care nu vor sa fie altcineva in fiecare dimineata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-cand cei cu care vorbesc la telefon imi simt tristea sau bucuria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;PS: Da , Dudule , ai dreptate , lucrurile mici ne fac viata . Multumesc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;PPS:Poza de la postul asta e un lucru care ma inveseleste . Sa recunoastem ca Uruha [The Gazette ] si copilasul ala seamana ,chiar daca nu e el . E adorabila poza &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-2973253184325690387?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/2973253184325690387/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=2973253184325690387' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/2973253184325690387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/2973253184325690387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/08/lucrurile-mici.html' title='Lucrurile mici'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/THX92MR4EOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/AkQoDMIKXTU/s72-c/uruchan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-9059323676379868427</id><published>2010-08-24T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T23:42:39.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nu e ok !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/THS4mrNIBWI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Fh_ZhXsYqZM/s1600/36760_119668908076814_100001011159762_104050_2148947_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509231218753275234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/THS4mrNIBWI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Fh_ZhXsYqZM/s400/36760_119668908076814_100001011159762_104050_2148947_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Sunt prea egoista ca sa fiu de ajutor , sau de folos cuiva , si chiar sunt constienta de lucrul asta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Acum... lamureste-am si pe mine cu ceva [Jerry , oricine , la dracu !] :ar trebui sa blestem cerul pentru ce mi-a luat , sau sa ii multumesc pentru ce mi-a lasat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Nu , mie nu mi-e teama de momentele in care totul e posibil . Mie mi-e frica de previzibilitate. Nu inteleg...Daca ceea ce vad eu , atat in lumea mea , cat si asta reala ,e realitatea , de ce mai ma plang ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Sunt singurul dusman al viselor mele , al capacitatii , vointei , increderii mele . De ce nu accept lucrul asta odata pentru totdeauna?&lt;br /&gt;Nu credeam ca am sa invat sa mor vreodata , dar uite ca am facut si lucrul asta , cand nimeni nu mi-a fost aproape , cand nu i-a pasat nimanui de mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;[repet : ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Cauta-ma ca sa ma gasesc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Destul de multa lume mi-a spsu sa nu mai iau viata in serios , dar nu am cum . Nu pot sa fiu altfel ! Sau poate ca pot , dar nu am incercat sa ma schimb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Mereu , sau cel putin de cand tin  eu minte , ma lupt cu tristetea , melancolia , nostalgia , criticile , sentimentalismul . Nu am vrut niciodata sa ajung ca restul lumii , am vrut sa fiu altfel , sa fiu EU. Vreau personalitatea mea , nu faurita de altii , ci de mine . Nu am vrut niciodata sa ma deschid in fata unor oameni care profita de anumite slabiciuni. Dar am facut-o pentru ca sunt mult prea slaba ca sa rezist in fata rautatii lumii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;La mine , frica se prinde de suflet. Dar pot sa aleg sa zbor , sa nu mor , sa spun"te iubesc". Vointa mea ,in schimb , e facuta bucati.Si eu sunt singura vinovata de asta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Am momente in  care daca as sti adevarata culoare a cerului , as fi salvata .Nu imi place albul cu care nu sunt obisnuita , nu-mi plac anumiti oameni , nu-mi place ca eu am ramas in comuniune cu acel copil din mine. Eu vreau sa il omor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Vreau sa privesc viata si realitatea asa cum e ea. Nu vreau sa mai cred ca pot schimba ceva , pentru ca nu pot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Vreau sa merg in directia rasaritului , sa ajug in locul de unde incepe curcubeul.Nu mai vreau sa incerc sa schimb oamenii , nu mai vreau sa fiu asa slaba si naiva cum sunt eu . Nu vreau sa ma mai critic atata , pentru ca nu am cum sa fiu perfecta. Ar cam trebui sa accept lucrul asta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-9059323676379868427?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/9059323676379868427/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=9059323676379868427' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/9059323676379868427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/9059323676379868427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/08/nu-e-ok.html' title='Nu e ok !!!'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/THS4mrNIBWI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Fh_ZhXsYqZM/s72-c/36760_119668908076814_100001011159762_104050_2148947_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-8273736886313872401</id><published>2010-08-18T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T23:17:36.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cauta-ma ca sa ma gasesc.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TGzIuyIBEUI/AAAAAAAAAc4/aBOUp9g_BpY/s1600/3050225153_675672e893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506997150422208834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TGzIuyIBEUI/AAAAAAAAAc4/aBOUp9g_BpY/s400/3050225153_675672e893.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Si aici nu gtlumesc. Nu-mi pasa cum intelegi tu asta , stiu foarte bine cum percep eu . Cauta-ma. Jeryy , tu stii , sau macar iti dai seama , ce fel de persoana sunt , ce mentalitate am si tot restul . Eu nu . Recunosc ca nu ma cunosc. Poate ca nici macar nu am incercat atat de mult ca sa ma cunosc. Dar stiu anumite lucruri la mine , care ma enerveaza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Traiesc in fiecare zi cu toate umbrele stravezii langa mine , iar eu merg inainte si umbrele raman in aceleasi locuri , cand ochii imi sunt scaldati in asa numiti prieteni care s-au abonat la viata mea , neconditionat. Sunt ca toti adolescentii. Sentimentala si visatoare. Degeaba tot incerc sa ma ascund. Sunt ridicola. M-am chinuit sa imi scot din suflet aceasta stare , slabiciune , care se numeste melancolie. Sunt melancolica. Deci sunt ridicola.Sunt lipsita de vointa , incredere , personalitate.Dovada faptului ca duc lipsa de vointa o am chiar in clipa asta . In loc sa lupt impotriva imbecilitatii nostalgice de august , eu scriu totul pe un caiet pe care nimeni nu il va citi niciodata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Dar nu trebuie sa gandesc. Nu trebuie sa gandesc. Trebuie sa scriu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Cred ca niciodata nu m-am impacat cu ideea ca nu am reusit sa fac un anumit lucru . Niciodata nu mi-a placut sa am prieteni.Nu am vrut sa imi pun sufletul pe tava in fata unor oameni livizi si melancolici. Mandria ca port in mine o taina pe care nu o cunoaste nimeni , imi era de ajuns.Dar nu a fost asa. Mi-am cautat si eu , ca toti oamenii slabi , prieteni. Mi-am descoperit sufletul ,cersind mangaiere si consolare. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Ce tot aberez aici ??????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ce caut eu ? Sufletul. Unde ? Si cum as putea sa imi recunosc &lt;/em&gt;adevaratul &lt;em&gt;suflet , intre miile de suflete pe care le port in mine ? Trebuie sa ma cunosc. Trebuie sa stiu o data cine sunt si ce vreau .Am amanat mereu lucrul asta . Pentru ca mi-e teama.Mi-e teama ca nu voi reusi sa-mi luminez sufletul . Si am incercat de multe ori  sa ma analizez pana la capat, sa patrund cat mai adanc si calm in suflet. Dar nu am reusit. Niciodata nu m-am putut concentra atat de tare. Daca m-as cunoaste......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Atunci as fi atat de sigura de mine si de viata mea...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;As vrea sa stiu cine sunt. Si nu stiu. Am scris nenumarate caiete  ca sa ma pot descoperi. Inutil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Ma privesc in oglinda. Privesc in mine . Atatea trasaturi straine , contradictorii.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Eu pe unde m-am ratacit??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-8273736886313872401?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/8273736886313872401/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=8273736886313872401' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/8273736886313872401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/8273736886313872401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/08/cauta-ma-ca-sa-ma-gasesc.html' title='Cauta-ma ca sa ma gasesc.'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TGzIuyIBEUI/AAAAAAAAAc4/aBOUp9g_BpY/s72-c/3050225153_675672e893.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-6613282652074101273</id><published>2010-08-13T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T11:31:00.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nu scriu pe ala comun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TGWMSC0gCxI/AAAAAAAAAcI/ICQn_XMYzJ0/s1600/in_love_by_aliengirlcinti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504960361152908050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TGWMSC0gCxI/AAAAAAAAAcI/ICQn_XMYzJ0/s400/in_love_by_aliengirlcinti.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tu esti prea prost ca sa iti dai seama cat de multi nervi ii faci in anumite momente. Nu esti constient cat poti sa o ranesti atunci cand tu glumesti , dar nu lasi de inteles asta . Nu stii cat tine la tine , si ca are momentele ei in care se cam indoieste de ea , si de faptul ca nu prea merita sa fie in relatia asta. Nu stii ca se uraste pentru ce iti face , pentru ca te enerveaza la maxim , ca te face sa o urasti uneori ,si multe altele.Si nu , nu face pe victima , doar ca ....nu mai vrea sa fie ranita iar... Suna atat de urat , de libidinos , oricum , dar asa e... Chiar nu mai vrea.Pentru ca doar eu si ea stim ce urmeaza pe urma , cate ganduri idioate are , cate momente de cumpana are , cat de mult ii ia sa treaca peste.&lt;br /&gt;Nu cred ca esti constient ca ea chiar ti-a pus in mana partea din ea pe care o uraste cel mai mult , si pe care tu uiti sa o folosesti [a ta]-inima. Toate sentimentele , lacrimile , amintirile , momente impreuna , toate o sa se intoarca impotriva ei la un moment dat...Stiti amandoi asta , stiti ca sunteti doi prosti care fac impreuna cat toata natia la un loc , dar va certati ca idiotii ...&lt;br /&gt;Asa e !! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Va certati doar pentru a va da seama ca .............ce ?? Ca ea te iubeste , ca tu pe ea -poate- si ca sa mai ce in schimb? Sa va cunoasteti mai bine ? Asta e o gluma buna!! Nu o sa o cunosti niciodata total , ea nu se lasa cunoscuta de nimeni , pentru ca atunci cand a facut-o , nu a meritat si tot impotriva ei s-a intors totul. Nu o sa ii stii punctele sensibile , ce o enerveaza la culme , cum sa o calmezi cand plange , cum sa o faci sa rada , cum sa ii spui ce simti , cum sa ii arati ca ti la ea , ca e importanta pentru tine pe intelesul ei , niciodata. Marea majoritate nici ea nu le stie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dar ...te rog ceva. Doar nu rupe inima care e in mainile tale . Iubeste-o . Pentru ca ea te iubeste. Ti-ar da tie ultima ei suflare , daca ar putea.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-6613282652074101273?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/6613282652074101273/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=6613282652074101273' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/6613282652074101273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/6613282652074101273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/08/nu-scriu-pe-ala-comun.html' title='Nu scriu pe ala comun'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TGWMSC0gCxI/AAAAAAAAAcI/ICQn_XMYzJ0/s72-c/in_love_by_aliengirlcinti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-4956731326690577437</id><published>2010-08-12T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T00:00:21.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Airplanes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TGTpcstv2lI/AAAAAAAAAb4/GLAxJfPIwaY/s1600/A_Fairy_Love_Story_4_by_mizzd_stock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504781323802237522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TGTpcstv2lI/AAAAAAAAAb4/GLAxJfPIwaY/s400/A_Fairy_Love_Story_4_by_mizzd_stock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;De ce nimeni nu imi da MIE a doua sansa , atunci cand merit ,cand am nevoie ? Nu am voie sa gresesc , niciodata nu am avut , si nici nu o sa am .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Dar totusi.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Stiu ca dezamagesc lumea fara sa imi dau seama macar , sau fara sa fac nimic ,  stiu ca ii enervez pe toti , prin simplul fapt ca exist , da' sa imi bag pula daca ma mai intereseaza  de altcineva  !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;NU E TOTUL OK LA MINE , CUM E MEREU LA VOI !!!! Nu o sa mai ajut pe toata lumea , nu o sa mai ascult , nu o sa mai inteleg , pentru ca eu  fac asta pentru voi , si pe voi va doare in cur de mine , daca am si eu probleme mele , daca am nevoie sa vorbesc cu cineva , sau de un oarecare ajutor. Unde dracu sunteti voi , atatia pe care ii tot ajut mereu , pentru mine ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Mi-a spus cineva ieri :"Zambeste , inca mai exista miracole! " ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;PE DRACU !!! Exista miracolul in care iti bagi picioarele , pentru ca nu are nicio legatura cu tine , si nu poti sa ai ce vrei . Ala da.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Duceti-va dracu... nu mai ma bag in viata voastra....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-4956731326690577437?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/4956731326690577437/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=4956731326690577437' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/4956731326690577437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/4956731326690577437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/08/airplanes.html' title='Airplanes...'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TGTpcstv2lI/AAAAAAAAAb4/GLAxJfPIwaY/s72-c/A_Fairy_Love_Story_4_by_mizzd_stock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-3673588593845602315</id><published>2010-08-11T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T01:00:21.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tipic mie</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TGJWKObWMVI/AAAAAAAAAbw/2PsdbN06Q9g/s1600/rainbow-mess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504056428271645010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TGJWKObWMVI/AAAAAAAAAbw/2PsdbN06Q9g/s400/rainbow-mess.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ma-m cam saturat de mine..... Ma dezamagesc prea mult , si incep sa fiu constienta ca e cazul sa ma schimb , sa nu mai fac ce am tot facut pana acum  , si asta doar din motive pe care eu si Panda le stim . &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E tipic  mie sa dezamagesc lumea la care tin , sa nu am incredere decat in cine nu trebuie , sa uit de prietenii vechi , in favoarea celor noi , sa incerc din rasputeri sa ma ascund de problemele mele , doar pentru ca nu vreau sa fiu nevoita ca sa fac ceva , sa nu le spun alor mei ce vreau eu de la mine si de la viata , si lista poate continua muuuuuuuuult si bine . &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ideea e ......ca vreau sa ma schimb . Vreau sa nu mai ma fac praf si sa uit de orice , chiar si de jerry , care pana la urma are grija de mine mereu , nu numai atunci .Vreau sa pot sa spun "Asta chiar e prietenul meu cel mai bun " si sa fiu sigura de asta , sa nu ma mai insel , cum am facut pana acum. Vreau sa pot sa am incredere in cine trebuie . Vreau sa nu mai am viata pe care o am acum , vreau sa fie acceptabila..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Si logic , e tipic mie ca vreau prea multe si ca nu incerc sa schimb nimic....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-3673588593845602315?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/3673588593845602315/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=3673588593845602315' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/3673588593845602315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/3673588593845602315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/08/tipic-mie.html' title='Tipic mie'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TGJWKObWMVI/AAAAAAAAAbw/2PsdbN06Q9g/s72-c/rainbow-mess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-4344453914654428006</id><published>2010-08-08T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T00:12:19.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LEAPSA !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;O sa pornesc si eu o leapsa, cu intrebarea ” Ce prostii ati facut in copilarie ? “. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-mi-am spart capul pentru ca am calcat pe minge atunci cand jucau unii fotbal si am trecut pe acolo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-am arucat ,si inca mai arunc , cu cutitul dupa mama cand am nervi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-mi-am scris numele cu vopsea pe casa unei vecine de la tara , cand mi-a dat pensula &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-i-am rupt mana verisoarei mele , si ea nu m-a lasat sa ies din casa 1 luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-am vrut sa invat sa inot , asa ca.... ce am facut eu-persoana inteligenta desigur- m-am dus unde era apa mai mare -asta fiind la mare- si am aruncat colacul , dupa care mi-am dat seama "ba ..nu stiu sa inot...ce dracu fac acum?? " ...desigur , daca nu ma scotea tata din apa , ma inecam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-am spart geamul de la bunica'mea de acasa , si am dat vina pe pisica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-am omorat un pui de curca pentru ca am vrut sa stiu cat timp sta fara aer.....in pamant , nu in apa :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-m-am pierdut in padure , desi daca mergeam drept inainte , ieseam pe strada si stiam drumul de acolo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-am bagat mana in cusca unui leu , ca sa imi dau seama putin mai tarziu ca ala putea sa ma muste daca mai stateam acolo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-clasa a2a....i-am zis invatatoarei sa se duca dracu , ca eu nu stiu unde e Rinul pe harta.[harta fiind exact cat un caiet studentesc]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-am luat 2 la mate , ca nu am vrut sa ies la tabla , ca mi-era sila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-am luat 4 in teza la romana , in a5a , ca mi-a fost sila sa scriu ce trebuia , si am aberat pe acolo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-am tipat in gura mare la tata , noi fiind in supermarket , "DU-TE IN PIZDA MATII !!!" ...aveam 5 ani.sau ceva de genul , oricum &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-in vacanta de vara . aveam 7-8 ani , si ma jucam pititea cu niste vecini . ma pun eu sa numar , dar nu ii gasesc decat pe 5 , lipsea unul . am zis ca l-a calcat masina , si m-am dus la mama lui ca sa ii zic asta. cand a vazut ea , ca nu s-a intamplat nimic , mi-a injurat tot neamul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-am tuns-o pe vara'mea cheala , aproximativ , pentru ca nu aveam ce face intr-o seara.aveam 6 ani , cred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-m-am jucat cu javra unei vecine , si cand am tras-o de ureche , m-a muscat . normal ca nu am tras incet , am tras ca animalu'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-am varsat suc , cafea , apa  , pe documentele pe care tata trebuia sa le completeze pentru a2a zi la munca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-nu am mai putut sa ma dau jos din copac , si am stat acolo o zi intreaga , tipand la mama , care era jos , "AICI SUUUUUUUS !!! " .... bai , a fost geniala ziua aia =)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-mi-am terminat un deget de la mana , pentru ca m-am uitat la un film cu fantome , si am vrut sa vad daca imi trece mana prin perete. si acum mai doare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-i-am luat pusca unui militar , si am tras in sus ,din fericire , desi nu stiam ca e incarcata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-mi-am pierdut catelul de la tara , pentru ca l-am lasat legat de un copac , tot in padure...cred ca l-am legat , habar n-am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-i-am aruncat cu otet in fata unei foste prietene de la gradinita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-i-am zis educatoarei , la gradinita , ca ar trebui sa slabeasca , daca vrea sa mai stea pe catedra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Si lista poate continua..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Dau mai departe cui vrea , in special Dudu , Jerry , Cecilia . :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-4344453914654428006?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/4344453914654428006/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=4344453914654428006' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/4344453914654428006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/4344453914654428006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/08/leapsa.html' title='LEAPSA !!!'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-8037203356391367637</id><published>2010-08-04T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T23:35:02.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TFpbaUFRmLI/AAAAAAAAAbI/_y8YQfwykRc/s1600/A_spoonful_of_happiness_by_Alephunky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501810402412042418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TFpbaUFRmLI/AAAAAAAAAbI/_y8YQfwykRc/s400/A_spoonful_of_happiness_by_Alephunky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Happy b-day to us ! Nu uita ca te iubesc drogatu' meu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-8037203356391367637?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/8037203356391367637/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=8037203356391367637' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/8037203356391367637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/8037203356391367637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-b-day-to-us-nu-uita-ca-te-iubesc.html' title=''/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TFpbaUFRmLI/AAAAAAAAAbI/_y8YQfwykRc/s72-c/A_spoonful_of_happiness_by_Alephunky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-5954466647450711678</id><published>2010-08-02T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T01:27:17.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/157/438183162_13b7d2d736.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/157/438183162_13b7d2d736.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Singurul lucru care o sa ma enerveze , si care o sa ma tina asa mult timp , e ca toti v-ati dat drept prietenii mei. O sa vin la , chiar daca nu mai puteti sa va uitati in ochii mei  , pentru ca pula mea , doar eu sunt aia care nu poate renunta la oameni ! Eu sunt aia care are nevoie de ei...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-5954466647450711678?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/5954466647450711678/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=5954466647450711678' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/5954466647450711678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/5954466647450711678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/08/singurul-lucru-care-o-sa-ma-enerveze-si.html' title=''/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/157/438183162_13b7d2d736_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-5945857017660429513</id><published>2010-08-01T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T00:04:28.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LEAPSAAA !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;1. Ce ai facut nou in 2009, ceva ce nu ai mai incercat inainte?&lt;br /&gt;Am incercat sa fac bratari impletite. Nu mi-a iesit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;2. Te tii de ceea ce-ti propui la cumpana dintre ani? Iti vei stabili si mai multe scopuri pentru anul urmator?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Nu.. nici macar nu stau sa ma gandesc ce am facut anul trecut , ca sa pot sa imi propun sa fac ceva in ala care vine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;3. A nascut cineva apropiat tie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Din pacate , da .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;4. A murit cineva apropiat tie?&lt;br /&gt;Da.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;5. Ce tari ai vizitat?&lt;br /&gt;Niciuna.. Ca tine gurvernul cu Jerry si n-am pasaport..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;6. Ce anume din ceea ce ti-a lipsit in 2009 ai vrea sa ai in 2010?&lt;br /&gt;Lucas  si Yu. Atat. in restul imi bag picioarele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;7. Ce data din anul 2009 iti va ramane vie in amintirile tale si de ce?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;15 septembrie :)). Ca am fost boboaca in nichita. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;8. Care a fost cea mai mare realizare in acest an?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Personala? Am dat de cine trebuia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;9. Care a fost cel mai mare esec?&lt;br /&gt;Sunt prea multe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;10. Ai avut parte de boala sau raniri mai serioase?&lt;br /&gt; Da .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;11. Care a fost cel mai bun lucru pe care l-ai cumparat?In 2009? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Biletul dus-intors in Tokio. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;12. Comportamentul cui merita sarbatorit/apreciat?&lt;br /&gt;Apreciat mai mult decat sarbatorit , poate fi comportamentul lui Anne-Marie , sau Yu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;13. Comportamentul cui te-a dezamagit sau ti-a provocat tristete mare?&lt;br /&gt;Al multor persoane. Dar banuiesc ca si eu am dezamagit la randul meu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;14. Unde s-au dus o mare parte din banii tai?&lt;br /&gt;Tigari si bere... sau comanda de ceva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;15. In legatura cu ce anume ai fost extrem de bucuroasa?&lt;br /&gt;Extrem de bucuroasa n-am fost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;16. Ce cantec(e) iti vor reaminti mereu de anul 2009?&lt;br /&gt;Red Jumpsuit Apparatus- Angles cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;17. Comparativ cu anul trecut esti:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;* Mai fericita sau mai trista?&lt;br /&gt;Mai trista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;* Mai slaba sau mai plinuta?&lt;br /&gt;Mai plinuta deci mai trista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;* Mai bogata sau mai saraca?&lt;br /&gt;Sunt asa cum am fost mai mereu.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;18. Ce ai fi vrut sa fi facut mai mult?&lt;br /&gt;Mi-as fi dorit sa citesc mai mult, sa visez mai frumos si sa ma plimb sub clar de luna ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;19. Ce ai fi vrut sa faci mai putin?&lt;br /&gt;SA imi fac mai putini nervi si griji.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;20. Cum vei petrece Craciunul?&lt;br /&gt;Cu mine . Asa e cel mai bine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;21. Care a fost cea mai buna carte citita?&lt;br /&gt;"Greseli de neiertat " A lui Philipe Djorgion ...[parca].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;22. Ce ti-ai dorit si ai primit?&lt;br /&gt;Nimic...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;23. Care a fost filmul tau preferat din acest an?&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;24. Ce ai facut de ziua ta?&lt;br /&gt;M-am facut praf.. Jerry , Injunghiatu stiu !!! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;25. Cum ai descrie stilul tau vestimentar in 2009?&lt;br /&gt;Idiot ...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; 26. Ce te-a mentinut pe lina de plutire?&lt;br /&gt;Lucas... Ca era acolo mereu pentru mine , si nu ma lasa sa cad in depresie din nou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;27. De cine ti-a fost dor?&lt;br /&gt;Imi este dor si-mi va mai fi... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;28. Care a fost cea mai interesanta persoana pe care ai cunoscut-o?&lt;br /&gt;Prea multe persoane...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;29. Spune-ne o lectie de valoare invatata in 2009:&lt;br /&gt;"Daca ai pe cineva aproape la care ti , si care la randul lui , tine la tine , incearca sa treci peste orgoliul tau , prejudecati , sa ierti , si sa accepti. " asta ar fi una... "A iubi inseamna sa iti pui fericirea in mainile altuia , chiar daca poate ca nu te iubeste in schimb." asta ar fi a doua...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;LEAPSA pentru Dudu , Jerry si Cecilia ^^.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-5945857017660429513?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/5945857017660429513/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=5945857017660429513' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/5945857017660429513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/5945857017660429513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/08/leapsaaa.html' title='LEAPSAAA !!!'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-1435246988245646214</id><published>2010-08-01T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T23:43:56.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prima data....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TFZmZvN8OPI/AAAAAAAAAao/wexJBzGj5Rc/s1600/copeland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500696587237341426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TFZmZvN8OPI/AAAAAAAAAao/wexJBzGj5Rc/s400/copeland.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Mereu mi-au placut premierele .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Primul sarut , prima imbratisare , prima palma de la mama sau tata [asta nu mi-a placut &gt;_&lt; ] , primul concert la care am mers  , prima cafea  , prima tigara , primul joint , prima bere , primul autograf de la Takeru [SuG] si Kyo [Dir en Grey] , prima calatorie pana in Tokio  , prima porecla , prima data cand am auzit "Te iubesc" , prima data cand mi-am dat seama ca am macar un prieten adevarat aproape , prima data cand am dormit la Anne-Marie , prima data cand l-am cunoscut pe Yu , prima cearta , prima nota idioata [ da , aici m-am distrat copios:)) ]  , prima melodie pe care am putut sa o tin minte , prima data cand am mers la Bucuresti [si nu am pierdut trenul] , primii prieteni pierduti , prima data [si ultima] cand mama mi-a spus ca ma iubeste , prima data cand am fost praf si m-am dus asa acasa , prima betie , primul sk8 pe care am si invatat sa merg , primul secret impartasit de cineva mie , prima data cand  mi-am dat seama ce am , ce simt , pentru cine , prima data cand am stiut ce sa fac , prima data cand am luat apararea cuiva ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;  Si lista poate continua.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-1435246988245646214?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/1435246988245646214/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=1435246988245646214' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/1435246988245646214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/1435246988245646214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/08/prima-data.html' title='Prima data....'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TFZmZvN8OPI/AAAAAAAAAao/wexJBzGj5Rc/s72-c/copeland.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-215785659298079764</id><published>2010-07-29T23:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T23:49:00.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nu mi-e frica...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TFJ11AvVOwI/AAAAAAAAAaA/ZpFeYj3pBS4/s1600/Don__t_Let_Go_by_peaceloveandtricia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499587648564837122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 365px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TFJ11AvVOwI/AAAAAAAAAaA/ZpFeYj3pBS4/s400/Don__t_Let_Go_by_peaceloveandtricia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Nu mi-e frica sa merg singura pe drumul pe care l-am ales, oricare ar fi ala.Nu mi-e frica sa fiu ranita , doar stiu ca asa o sa ajung intr-un final . Nu mi-e frica sa dezamagesc oamenii , dar mi-e tarsa. Nu mi-e frica de sentimente , am nevoie de ele ca sa traiesc. Nu mi-e frica sa iubesc , mi-e frica de cel pe care o sa il iubesc.Nu mi-e frica sa mor , doar am privit moartea in ochi de 8 ori.Nu mi-e frica sa pierd anumite persoane , doar ca nu vreau .Nu mi-e frica de adevar. Nu mi-e frica sa il spun , desi , da , in anumite situatii il ascund.Nu mi-e frica sa pierd prieteni.Nu mi-e frica de lumea din jur si nici de criticile ei .Nu mi-e frica de vorbe reci , dure , de multe ori am dat de ele.Nu mi-e frica de sfarsit , legat de orice ar fi el. Nu mi-e frica si nici rusine de faptul ca plang mult prea usor , din motive care nu au ABSOLUT niciun sens , sau rost.Nu mi-e frica de provocari , desi stiu ca nu o sa le pot face fata.Nu mi-e frica decat de mine... Niciodata nu m-am placut , nu am avut incredere in mine , m-am temut eu singura de situatia in care m-am bagat . Mi-e frica de faptul ca niciodata nu i sa ii rasplatesc pe cei care chiar (!!!) conteaza pentru mine , ca ii dezamagesc atunci cand nu vreau , ca nu o sa le pot multumi niciodata pentru cate au facut pentru mine. Mi-e frica de momentele in care sunt prea sincera si ii ranesc fix pe oamenii pe care nu vreau , momentele in care nu mai fac niciun pic de sens , si ma pierd complet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-215785659298079764?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/215785659298079764/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=215785659298079764' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/215785659298079764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/215785659298079764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/07/nu-mi-e-frica.html' title='Nu mi-e frica...'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TFJ11AvVOwI/AAAAAAAAAaA/ZpFeYj3pBS4/s72-c/Don__t_Let_Go_by_peaceloveandtricia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-3699192306403998217</id><published>2010-07-29T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T01:15:42.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lasa-ma</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TFE4k8JNxkI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Nh9ZNcfz500/s1600/miyavi_987.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499238827267311170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TFE4k8JNxkI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Nh9ZNcfz500/s400/miyavi_987.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lasa-ma sa visez azi , toata ziua .........................!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-3699192306403998217?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/3699192306403998217/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=3699192306403998217' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/3699192306403998217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/3699192306403998217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/07/lasa-ma.html' title='Lasa-ma'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TFE4k8JNxkI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Nh9ZNcfz500/s72-c/miyavi_987.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-2789225565614929829</id><published>2010-07-29T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T01:10:51.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>leapsa pentru cei ce au curaj !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;1. Pune playerul pe shuffle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;2. Apasă „înainte” pentru fiecare întrebare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;3. Foloseşte titlul melodiei ca şi răspuns la întrebare chiar dacă nu are sens. Nu trişa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;1. How are you feeling today?&lt;br /&gt;Tinchi Stryder- Number one [ da la dracu , ma simt genial !! ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;2. Will you get far in life?&lt;br /&gt;From first to last-regrets and romance&lt;br /&gt;3. How do your friends see you?&lt;br /&gt;Blood on the dance floor -Horrifically delicious [ la dracu !! ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;4. Will you get married?&lt;br /&gt;Cinema Bizarre-Get off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;5. What’s your best friend’s theme?&lt;br /&gt;Miyavi-coo [sigur ca da :)) ]&lt;br /&gt;6. What is the story of your life?&lt;br /&gt;Kill Hannah- Raining all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;7. What was high school like?&lt;br /&gt;Millionaires- Alcohol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;8. How can you get ahead in life?&lt;br /&gt;Guano Apes- Lord of the boards [vezi jerry !! tre sa invat sa ma dau pe sk8 !!! ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;9. What is the best thing about your friends?&lt;br /&gt;Crazy Win- Beautiful lover [ ete na , de unde atatea ?? : ]&lt;br /&gt;10. What is in store for this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;Vama veche- Nu ne mai trageti pe dreapta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;11. What song describes you?&lt;br /&gt;Kill Hannah- Love you to death [ sa nu mint.. nimeni nu iubeste pana la moarte.HELLO HONEY !! ]&lt;br /&gt;12. What song would describe your grandparents?&lt;br /&gt;Ke$ha feat. 3OH!3- blah blah blah [ bai cata dreptate !!! :)) ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;13. How is your life going?&lt;br /&gt;Nimeni altu'- vremuri grele&lt;br /&gt;14. What song will they play at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;Man with robot hands- i can't name you [ cine dracu o asculta ?? eu din cosciug sau cum ?]&lt;br /&gt;15. How does the world see you?&lt;br /&gt;Blessthefall- Guys like you make us look bad [ genial :)) ]&lt;br /&gt;16. Will you have a happy life?&lt;br /&gt;Linking park-crawling [ da...o sa ma tarasc prin viata..dragut.. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;17. Do people secretly lust after you?&lt;br /&gt;Nevada tan- vorbei [habar n-am ce inseamna :)) ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;18. How can I make myself happy?&lt;br /&gt;Billy talent- Fallen leafs [da ,merge !! ]&lt;br /&gt;19. What should you do with your life?&lt;br /&gt;Guess Who-Flori ilegale [ deci , jerry , tre' sa ma droghez ca sa traiesc.. dragut nu ? tu sa ai grija de mine :))]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PENTRU CEI CE AU CURAJ !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-2789225565614929829?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/2789225565614929829/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=2789225565614929829' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/2789225565614929829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/2789225565614929829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/07/1.html' title='leapsa pentru cei ce au curaj !!'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-391543964869275148</id><published>2010-07-28T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T23:19:39.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>N-am chef azi....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TFEbH64a42I/AAAAAAAAAZo/2j5uCVJkm20/s1600/juu.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499206442875020130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TFEbH64a42I/AAAAAAAAAZo/2j5uCVJkm20/s400/juu.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;N-am chef azi nici sa ma cert cu ai mei , nici de fumat , nici de............... nimic......Poate doar de panda. De fapt , nu poate , ci sigur. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Honey , nu ai venit ca sa plangi in fata magazinului ieri ! Ma dezamagesti... :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Dar am chef de muzica ... La fel cum imi zice mereu Kuky , si cum zice si melodia in sine  "Unii cred in Dumnezeu , eu cred in muzica .Unii  se roaga , eu dau drumul la radio." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Tu ai chef azi ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/3595011992311663588-391543964869275148?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/391543964869275148/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=391543964869275148' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/391543964869275148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/391543964869275148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/07/n-am-chef-azi.html' title='N-am chef azi....'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TFEbH64a42I/AAAAAAAAAZo/2j5uCVJkm20/s72-c/juu.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-3818398867917643220</id><published>2010-07-27T23:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T23:56:56.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>niciodata</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TE_Tkn2bNmI/AAAAAAAAAZg/4CGQuQbKqg8/s1600/3370265182_fe58dab3a4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498846296168674914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TE_Tkn2bNmI/AAAAAAAAAZg/4CGQuQbKqg8/s400/3370265182_fe58dab3a4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ati putea sa incepeti toti prin a nu va mai minti . Cei pe care ii tineti aproape si pe care vreti sa ii schimbati  , nu o sa se schimbe niciodata , poate daca vor ei , desi nu cred. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Un om nu trebuie iubit pentru ceea ce e cand e cu tine , ci trebuie iubit asa cum e el oricand , in orice moment al zilei , fara nimic in jur care sa il poata schimba . Am invatat cum e sa tii la cineva pentru ce e atunci cand e cu tine si stie cum ai vrea sa fie ..... Si nu rezolvi nimic , te revolta total atitudinea lui in prezenta altora ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M-am saturat de oamneni prefacuti !!!!! Incetati cu chestia asta si va asigur ca o sa aveti in  orice moment pe cineva aproape cand aveti nevoie .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-3818398867917643220?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/3818398867917643220/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=3818398867917643220' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/3818398867917643220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/3818398867917643220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/07/niciodata.html' title='niciodata'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TE_Tkn2bNmI/AAAAAAAAAZg/4CGQuQbKqg8/s72-c/3370265182_fe58dab3a4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-2779944149655526927</id><published>2010-07-27T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T04:28:38.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TE7CzJPEbYI/AAAAAAAAAZI/mmf-q79fJDs/s1600/EMO_FASHION_by_Jan_ilu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498546378974195074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TE7CzJPEbYI/AAAAAAAAAZI/mmf-q79fJDs/s400/EMO_FASHION_by_Jan_ilu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;NU MAI IMI FOLOSI NICI PERIUTA DE DINTI , NICI PERIA !!! te rog !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S2Z42mKf98I&amp;amp;feature=channel"&gt;Teenagers are idiots&lt;---LOOK!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-2779944149655526927?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/2779944149655526927/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=2779944149655526927' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/2779944149655526927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/2779944149655526927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/07/nu-mai-imi-folosi-nici-periuta-de-dinti.html' title=''/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TE7CzJPEbYI/AAAAAAAAAZI/mmf-q79fJDs/s72-c/EMO_FASHION_by_Jan_ilu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-5934036996740073400</id><published>2010-07-23T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T07:52:43.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lgaYjnOePJ0&amp;amp;feature=PlayList&amp;amp;p=770C00FC71AA8AFA&amp;amp;playnext=1&amp;amp;index=35"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;miyavi-survive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-5934036996740073400?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/5934036996740073400/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=5934036996740073400' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/5934036996740073400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/5934036996740073400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/07/miyavi-survive.html' title=''/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-2309955613005265847</id><published>2010-07-22T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T23:36:49.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>M-am saturat ~~!!!~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEk3PJJogBI/AAAAAAAAAYY/pUFiJGxl1lA/s1600/sakuyamiyabifuro1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496985553476288530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 378px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEk3PJJogBI/AAAAAAAAAYY/pUFiJGxl1lA/s400/sakuyamiyabifuro1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Imi pare rau...nu pot fi perfecta ! Si oricat de mult ar zice oricare din voi ca ii pare rau , habar nu aveti cum ma simt eu ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Asta e.. nu am crescut asa cum era planuit , dar nu merti in niciun caz nimic din toate astea..Cand eram mai mica , va consideram eroul si eroina mea . Acum va urasc si atat .Nici nu ma mai intereseaza daca va fac mandri de mine sau nu , nu mai ma intereseaza !!!!!! Vreau doar sa pot sa fac ceea ce vreau EU , nu tu sau el ,  fara sa mai ma aleg cu morala [in cel mai fericita caz , deci miracol] sau altele... Morala nu m-ar deranja deloc.. chiar m-ar bucura daca ar fi numai asta.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cum dracu sa nu ma mai gandesc la ce vreau eu ? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nu va mai pasa , si atat. Adevarul e ca eu chiar ma bucuram sa fi murit atunci , si asa nu ma bucur ca traiesc in continuare. Si daca muream , barem va faceam si pe voi fericiti , nu mai trebuia sa imi spuneti asta in fiecare seara.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-2309955613005265847?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/2309955613005265847/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=2309955613005265847' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/2309955613005265847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/2309955613005265847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/07/m-am-saturat.html' title='M-am saturat ~~!!!~~'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEk3PJJogBI/AAAAAAAAAYY/pUFiJGxl1lA/s72-c/sakuyamiyabifuro1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-6828648605300658053</id><published>2010-07-21T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T23:49:48.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEfphdpQt0I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/dVTUG9p-Qio/s1600/the-what-do-i-look-like-game-32282-1278684684-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496618631331624770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEfphdpQt0I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/dVTUG9p-Qio/s400/the-what-do-i-look-like-game-32282-1278684684-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Ai toate sansele sa ma gasesti altundeva... nu stiu cand o sa mai postez ceva si pe asta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Ma gasesti aici.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://negrucavanilia.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://negrucavanilia.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-6828648605300658053?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/6828648605300658053/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=6828648605300658053' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/6828648605300658053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/6828648605300658053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/07/ai-toate-sansele-sa-ma-gasesti.html' title=''/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEfphdpQt0I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/dVTUG9p-Qio/s72-c/the-what-do-i-look-like-game-32282-1278684684-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-3224236990843443645</id><published>2010-07-18T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T00:00:35.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amestecat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP2KmBbiII/AAAAAAAAAXQ/zYdtepZqBH4/s1600/poze2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495506632187807874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP2KmBbiII/AAAAAAAAAXQ/zYdtepZqBH4/s400/poze2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Acum... vreau sa imi fi tu aproape si sa nu te mai iei de deciziile mele .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Imi stau pe tampla soare si luna , dar nu mai simt nimic altceva decat fericire . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Acum... e cel mai greu si cel mai bine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Acum...nu mai cred in nimic daca nu esti cu mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;In fiecare zi visam la alta lume , pentru ca nu mai vrem sa fim in lumea asta ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;De la prieteni , am ajuns sa tin la tine .Nu-mi pare rau , chiar nu imi pare rau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;SA SANGEREZE ROMEO PANA CAND O SA MOARA !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Cerul pe care nu il vad cand sunt cu tine ma face sa renunt .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Poate ca pot sa vad lumea perfecta , pentru ca incerc sa o tin in viata ..Am mai auzit de locul ala....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Nu pot sa-i dau drumul , sau sa-ti dau drumul.Nu stiu cum e la tine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-3224236990843443645?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/3224236990843443645/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=3224236990843443645' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/3224236990843443645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/3224236990843443645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/07/amestecat.html' title='Amestecat'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP2KmBbiII/AAAAAAAAAXQ/zYdtepZqBH4/s72-c/poze2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-536142475709814086</id><published>2010-07-15T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T00:06:04.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pentru tine. (II)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEABo9CmEvI/AAAAAAAAAWs/A65jInFRrr8/s1600/1785101-md.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494393348483846898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEABo9CmEvI/AAAAAAAAAWs/A65jInFRrr8/s400/1785101-md.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;( Na ma na , continui articolul !! &gt;:P )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Nu am nicio idee , dar daca tot mi-ai adus aminte , o fac. Scriu !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Nu inteleg multe lucruri la mine , in special de ce dracu tin atat de mult la tine , si de ce am nevoie de tine .. Stii , si eu ar cam trebui sa iti multumesc pentru simplele lucruri pe care la faci cum ar fi : imi menti stabilitatea psihica si emotionala , nu iti place cand bazai eu din motive stupide , si ca incerci sa nu fiu asa cand sunt cu tine. Sincer , nu as schimba niciun lucru la tine , imi placi asa de nebun si tampit cum esti [intr-un sens bun ] , si mai ales ca spui lucruri simple care ma fac sa rad in prostie.Nu sunt multumita de unde sunt in viata , dar sincer imi place cand e sa fiu in bratele tale , si asta nu as schimba pe nimic altceva. Nici nu am nevoie sa imi spui ceva... e destul doar sa fii langa mine . Si atunci cand nu spui nimic tot ma bucur. Pe sub norii de hartie te-am gasit pe tine ,asa ca ce dracu as mai putea sa cer? Cred ca esti cel mai bun lucru din viata mea..Chiar cred asta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Azi hai sa imbatam si sa mergem asa pe strada , ca doi tampiti ce suntem , unul care nu gandeste absolut deloc , si unul care si atunci cand gandeste nu iti dai seama .Hai sa tipam cat de tare putem si lumea sa spuna ca facem asa doar pentru ca sunem tineri . Sa nu ne pese de nimic altceva in afara de noi. Sunt ore pe care o sa le lasam in urma si raspunsuri pe care niciodata nu o sa le gasim asa ca hai sa ne distram cat de mult se poate ! Lumea din jur oricum nu ne cunoaste..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;E mult mai greu decat crezi tu sa nu te iubesc. A da.. nu-mi mai aduce aminte ca sunt fraiera tot timpul , stiu asta !! Doar bazai la orice chestie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&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/3595011992311663588-536142475709814086?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/536142475709814086/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=536142475709814086' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/536142475709814086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/536142475709814086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/07/pentru-tine-ii.html' title='Pentru tine. (II)'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEABo9CmEvI/AAAAAAAAAWs/A65jInFRrr8/s72-c/1785101-md.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-3171185581251759740</id><published>2010-07-15T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T11:21:17.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pentru tine.. (I)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TD9Htm1UacI/AAAAAAAAAWk/6CT3V4E2wEs/s1600/Rugged_branches_and_soft_skins_by_Joy4life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494188919259163074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TD9Htm1UacI/AAAAAAAAAWk/6CT3V4E2wEs/s400/Rugged_branches_and_soft_skins_by_Joy4life.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Doar asculta.. ma rog , citeste. Stii bine ca atunci cand suntem unul langa altul nu prea imi dau de gol sentimentele sau gandurile ... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Pentru ca ... pula mea ! nu-mi vine nimic altceva in minte in afara de faptul ca te iubesc.. Si ca am tigarile la tine. Pentru ca tu te numeri printre cei care ma cunosc si care nu au o impresie total gresita asupra mea..Am trait cateva luni intinsa pe jos, mi-am uitat sufletul in case straine, am lasat impresii despre mine nu prea bune si m-am pierdut.M-am pierdut pe drumul pe care l-am ales eu si care am crezut ca o sa ma duca la fericirea aia dupa care toti tanjim , indiferent daca recunoastem sau nu .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Am dat de tine.... si e bine , chiar daca chestia asta nu s-a intamplat pe primul semestru.M-am cam incapatanat sa nu vad lucruri total (!!!) evidente cum ar fi ca imi placeai de cand te tot enervam cand te vedeam la fumoar , si CREDE-MA( !!!) eu una nu sunt atat de incapatanata ca tine si nu iti spuneam chestia asta nici daca ma batea cineva. Am renuntat acum mult timp la a mai recunoaste ca tin la oricine. Mi-ai si mi-am cam caltcat in picioare orgoliul , si imi pare bine.Chiar imi pare bine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Stii...[asta nici daca mergi pe cap nu o stii] am promis sa nu mai scriu despre dragoste si chestii din astea decat atunci cand CHIAR o sa cred ca exista.. si uite ca scriu. Poate ca are rost , sau nu , nu stiu , doar timpul stie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Si stii.. chiar si cu riscul de a ma repeta ... te iubesc panda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Si eu tin sa multumesc ca am dat de tine , desi habar nu am cui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Dupa ce ma opresc din bazait continui..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&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/3595011992311663588-3171185581251759740?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/3171185581251759740/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=3171185581251759740' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/3171185581251759740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/3171185581251759740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/07/pentru-tine-i.html' title='Pentru tine.. (I)'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TD9Htm1UacI/AAAAAAAAAWk/6CT3V4E2wEs/s72-c/Rugged_branches_and_soft_skins_by_Joy4life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-8396775648051874809</id><published>2010-07-14T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T01:05:14.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leapsa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; *Principala trasatura a caracterului meu: naivitate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;*Calitatea pe care o prefer la un barbat: sinceritate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;*Calitatea pe care o prefer la o femeie: tupeu :)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;* Ce apreciez cel mai mult la prietenii mei: ca sunt prietenii mei pur si simplu...si ca daca e ceva sunt acolo pentru mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;* Principalul meu defect: sunt depresiva:)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;* Ocupatia mea preferata: sa enervez lumea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;* Visul meu de fericire: sa ma inteleg pe mine si sa realizez ca pot sa fiu fericita cu ce am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;* Cea mai mare nefericire: Singuratatea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;* Ce vedeta a-ti vrea sa fiti?: niciuna.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;* Tara in care-as vrea sa traiesc: Japonia sau Londra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;* Culoarea preferata: Turcoaz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;* Floarea preferata: Crin sau liliac. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;* Pasarea prferata: nu-mi vine niciuna in minte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;* Prozatorii mei preferati : Camil Petrescu, Cecilia Aherm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;* Poetii mei preferati: Blaga. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;* Eroul meu preferat: niciunul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;* Eroina mea preferata: wonder woman :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;* Eroina preferata din istorie : Ioana D'Arc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;* Ce detest cel mai mult: Minciuna, prostia ma distreaza :)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;* Fapta militara pe care o admir cel mai mult: Curajul. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;* Starea de spirit actuala: calma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;* Devizia mea: Asta e ,,,soarta !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Celor care au curaj.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-8396775648051874809?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/8396775648051874809/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=8396775648051874809' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/8396775648051874809'/><link rel='self' 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Nu mai am chef sa mai calce iar altcineva cu picioarele peste mine ... am fost ranita prea mult , inima mea se chinuie -dar tu o faci sa nu mai simta nimic altceva decat fericire si muuulta iubire din partea ta - si piercing-urile pe care le am nu fac nimic altceva decat sa mareasca numarul de rani pe care le am... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Aprinde-mi si mie o tigara cand iesim afara ... Viata e prea dura , ma jur ! M-am saturat !! Am incercat , chiar am incercat  sa schimb cate ceva dar nu fac nimic altceva decat sa fac totul mult mai greu si al dracului de neinteles.Si pana la urma ce incerc sa schimb? CE? Habar nu am , dar stiu sigur ca nu imi iese nimic.Esti tot ce am crezut ca nu ai cum sa fi , si tot ce puteai sa fi...Esti singurul pe care o sa imi doresc la un moment sa-l pot uita , dar hai sa nu mai ma mint , ca stiu ca nu pot sa o fac...Niciodata cred.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Amintirile nu se sterg niciodata ... sa fim sinceri . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-6414518288107616463?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/6414518288107616463/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=6414518288107616463' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/6414518288107616463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/6414518288107616463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/07/aprinde-mi-o-tigara.html' title='Aprinde-mi o tigara...'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TD1dMKQMI8I/AAAAAAAAAWc/4loc7dMNABw/s72-c/45e9cf1d8645b3ca4bb4443ff67afa9483e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-4843521326404717583</id><published>2010-07-13T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T02:31:09.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Da-i tu titlu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TDwuOyluLwI/AAAAAAAAAWU/yxUM42r-FxI/s1600/te.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493316477118197506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TDwuOyluLwI/AAAAAAAAAWU/yxUM42r-FxI/s400/te.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Imi place . Si imi place chiar mult . Dar de ce dracu nu e ... ok? Starea mea e ciudata. A ta nu stiu , sincer , mi-e teama sa te intreb. E ceva ca ne-am cam dat seama de ceva lucruri ieri , cum ar fi unde erai tu pe primul semestru.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;In ochii tai eu ma pierd , dar nu m-ar deranja sa raman asa. In fiecare secunda in care sunt cu tine sunt un dezastru , desi tu nu stii . Stai cu mine .  Si nu esti complet afon cum spui tu . Se presupune ca ar trebui sa fiu fericita ? Atunci de ce tot ce imi doresc vine cu un pret ...?? Ai muri pentru mine ? Atunci ai trai pentru mine ? Ne pierdem intr-un joc stupid de-a soarecele si pisica...Cea mai draguta si dulce tristete e in ochii tai.. si tocmai din cauza asta nu vreau sa te vad trist. Sper ca si la tine e la fel... Esti nepretuit.. nu gasesc alt cuvant decat in engleza .-_-'&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Si stii bine ca nu as face nimic ca sa te ranesc [dar poate ca am facut-o deja] . Nimeni nu e perfect , in special eu ! Daca ar fi sa ma intorc in timp , nu as mai schimba nimic , as lasa toate greselile tampite pe care le-am facut , pentru ca pana la urma [daca ar fi ca tine si sa fi capos tu oricum] ai fi tot un tip aiurit pe care eu il iubesc ... Nu stiu daca as vrea sa ajung in intunericul gandurilor tale ...dar pana la urma stiu ce dracu vreau ????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-4843521326404717583?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/4843521326404717583/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=4843521326404717583' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/4843521326404717583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/4843521326404717583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/07/da-i-tu-titlu.html' title='Da-i tu titlu'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TDwuOyluLwI/AAAAAAAAAWU/yxUM42r-FxI/s72-c/te.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-3314105130676103178</id><published>2010-07-12T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T00:44:52.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Egoism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TDrFijk7eJI/AAAAAAAAAWE/uaEzb23MDcQ/s1600/200808061218022884.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492919892988098706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TDrFijk7eJI/AAAAAAAAAWE/uaEzb23MDcQ/s400/200808061218022884.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Incerc prea multe . Vreau prea multe. Fac mai multe lucruri o data si nu-mi mai iese niciunul sau le amestec si tot rezultatul ala il am. Ma pierd in bratele unor persoane , dar am mereu nevoie de ele.Pun incredere numai in cine nu trebuie si imi dau seama de asta muuult prea tarziu.Ma indoiesc de cine nu trebuie.Fac prea multe lucruri aiurite. Ma impart intre prea multe persoane si vreau sa le multumesc pe toate.Nu suport sa vad pe cineva nefericit in preajma mea si tocmai de aia incerc sa ajut , asa cum pot eu . Trebuie sa ma schimb......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Trebuie dar nu a zis nimeni ca o sa reusesc lucrul asta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Sunt lucruri la mine pe care nici macar eu nu le inteleg , n-am incredere in mine dar am in oricine altcineva , am multe probleme si nu ma ajuta nimeni sa le rezolv, dar eu fac tot posibilul ca sa ii ajut pe altii in a le rezolva. E adevarat ca ma las mult prea usor influentata , dar nu a zis nimeni ca eu ma opun , ca as putea sa fac lucrul asta. Las o impresie gresita asupra mea , si asta numai pentru ca nu mai permit oricui sa ma vada si sa ma cunoasca asa cum sunt eu de fapt , dar am unele momente in care vreau lucrul asta . Da...sunt lucruri care nu le inteleg eu la mine , asa ca nu incerca TU sa le intelegi. Nu prea sunt lucruri -pe langa ochi- care sa imi placa la mine , sunt mult prea multe pe care le urasc . Jerry , Cezar , Carla , Injunghiatu , Alex mondiala [ca sa ne radem putin]  sunt persoanele de care nu as putea sa ma lipsesc , oricat de mult as incerca lucrul asta .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Am incercat , chiar am incercat sa ma impart intre familie si prieteni , dar in fiecare seara aflu ca am esuat lamentabil.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/3595011992311663588-3314105130676103178?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/3314105130676103178/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=3314105130676103178' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/3314105130676103178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/3314105130676103178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/07/egoism.html' title='Egoism'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TDrFijk7eJI/AAAAAAAAAWE/uaEzb23MDcQ/s72-c/200808061218022884.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-4885265231603323935</id><published>2010-07-11T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T10:56:43.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pur si simplu am spus ~~!!~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TDoFpR58J8I/AAAAAAAAAV8/k2IyMQ9_f58/s1600/6a00d8341c630a53ef00e552428e718834-800wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492708902270937026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TDoFpR58J8I/AAAAAAAAAV8/k2IyMQ9_f58/s400/6a00d8341c630a53ef00e552428e718834-800wi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Nu ca incerc sa iti scot ochii , dar sa stii ca nu am nevoie de cuvinte complexe , neologisme de care nu a mai auzit nimeni pana acum , sau alte chestii de genul asta . Am nevoie doar de cuvinte simple care sa imi dea si mie un indiciu asupra starii tale.... Nu am ochi in creierul tau ca sa stiu ce gandesti , dar crede-ma ca imi asum orice risc e nevoie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Stii... ma gandeam sa scriu ceva mai mult , dar nu ar mai avea rost , am spus deja ce aveam de zis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-4885265231603323935?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/4885265231603323935/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=4885265231603323935' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/4885265231603323935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/4885265231603323935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/07/pur-si-simplu-am-spus.html' title='Pur si simplu am spus ~~!!~~'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TDoFpR58J8I/AAAAAAAAAV8/k2IyMQ9_f58/s72-c/6a00d8341c630a53ef00e552428e718834-800wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-865332211497388212</id><published>2010-07-09T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T00:32:57.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sensul meu unde e ??:))</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TDbOBYb_5aI/AAAAAAAAAV0/5TVbWF7_DnE/s1600/Rawr_by_EmoPenguin64.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491803318759974306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TDbOBYb_5aI/AAAAAAAAAV0/5TVbWF7_DnE/s400/Rawr_by_EmoPenguin64.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Stii....[sti , cum dracu sa nu sti ?] , nu am  nevoie de nimic altceva decat simpla ta prezenta , si sa stai langa mine...LASA OUL CA NU E SPART !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"ia intreaba-l pe...sa inteleg ca acum suntem impreuna?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"asa crede" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sunt chestii care nu sunt atat de usor de uitat , culmea , chiar daca tu sau eu , sau oricine vrea sa le uite cat mai repede posibil .Si oricat de mult m-as minti eu , stiu preabine ca o sa ajung si eu in momentul ala..Dar momentan sunt fericita pentru simplul fapt ca stau in bratele unui panda in fiecare zi.Asta ma bucura , habar n-am daca si pe tine , dar sincer .......vreau sa stiu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;In niciun alt loc nu vreau , vreau acolo unde esti tu . Cu multe tigari , bere , corida , ce vrei tu , mie mi-e indiferent , Cezar sa stea cu Miruna , chiar daca nu prea mai vorbesc unul cu altul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A DAAA !!!! NU MAI SUNT SINGURA CARE ATUNCI CAND E PRAF BAZAIE !!! SI MIRUNA A FACUT LA FEL !    revenim....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Stiu ca nu mai fac niciun pic de logica in ce scriu , nici in ce spun , dar nu am in niciun caz starea necesara pentru a face ceva ........ ne mai citim si sa speram ca data viitoare scriu ceva care sa aiba si sens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-865332211497388212?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/865332211497388212/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=865332211497388212' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/865332211497388212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/865332211497388212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/07/sensul-meu-unde-e.html' title='Sensul meu unde e ??:))'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TDbOBYb_5aI/AAAAAAAAAV0/5TVbWF7_DnE/s72-c/Rawr_by_EmoPenguin64.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-1851224754051763225</id><published>2010-07-05T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T00:19:22.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hey..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TDGG30J0apI/AAAAAAAAAVs/YnMzJm_bJ74/s1600/smile_by_inhabitantofstars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490317714192099986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TDGG30J0apI/AAAAAAAAAVs/YnMzJm_bJ74/s400/smile_by_inhabitantofstars.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Stii...e o luna . Si sti. -_-' . Dar asta ar cam fi prima data cand ma bucura chestia asta atat de mult ,asa ca ....na..ce sa imi ceri ,doar stii ca nu gandesc deloc !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Asa ca , ce dracu sa iti mai zic ? Ma repet , si nu iti spun decat "Stai unde esti , si nu pleca !" si , da stiu  ca citesti , dar nu ma afecteaza cu nimic. Nu inca. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Te iubesc &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-1851224754051763225?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/1851224754051763225/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=1851224754051763225' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/1851224754051763225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/1851224754051763225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/07/hey.html' title='hey..'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TDGG30J0apI/AAAAAAAAAVs/YnMzJm_bJ74/s72-c/smile_by_inhabitantofstars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-2904370574739988106</id><published>2010-07-02T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T00:26:26.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daca eram baiat...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TC7gLm0yYfI/AAAAAAAAAVk/KrxPfCLS2sA/s1600/Coffee%2520Cup%2520Lipstick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489571485816349170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TC7gLm0yYfI/AAAAAAAAAVk/KrxPfCLS2sA/s400/Coffee%2520Cup%2520Lipstick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Daca eram baiat , macar pentru o zi , cu siguranta faceam tot ce acum nu pot , sau nu mi se pare logic.As fi mers cu toti tipii pe care ii stiu sa bem , sa futem , sa facem orice ...As fi alergat dupa fetele care imi plac mie , as fi stat cu una doar pentru sex , sau prezenta ei , chiar daca nu as tine la ea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Daca eram baiat si aveam iubita , era cu totul si cu totul alta poveste.... In primul rand nu o luam de buna , nu consideram ca e logic si ca merit ca ea sa fie cu mine , o respectam pentru femeia care e si pentru tot ce m-a atras la ea.. Nu as face in niciun caz prostia de a o insela , si asta pentru ca stiu cum e. As sti ,daca as fi baiat , si cum e sa iubesti o fata . As asculta-o pentru simplu fapt ca eu stiu cum e sa fi cu un tip doar ca sa il asculti pe el , dar pe el sa nu il intereseze de tine si de probleme tale . Dar cred ca ... tot pe mine m-as pune pe primul loc , si asta poate pentru ca as putea sa am increderea ca ea m-ar astepta tot pe mine . Nu m-as criza atunci cand e grabita sa ajunga undeva , si bea cafea repede si isi lasa rujul pe cana , nu as face urat atunci cand nu are chef de mine , pentru ca a avut o zi grea sau s-a certat cu cineva la care tinea.Nu as fi rau cu ea , si as respecta-o indiferent daca e curva sau nu ... as avea aceeasi parere ca injunghiatu' "Respect curvele".Nu as fi un nesimtit sau un prost cu ea , nu as da in ea in niciun caz!!!Nu cred ca as minti-o decat chiar daca trebuie sau vreau sa nu afle ceva.. As avea incredere in ea , si nu mi-as face 1000000 de griji si probleme ca daca nu sunt eu cu ea se arunca in bratele oricui.Nu as uita de ziua ei.. in niciun caz !!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E ciudat...chiar e ! Anne-Marie , tu esti de vina pentru postul asta !!!! si stiu ca citesti asa ca poti sa taci :)). &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Tu ce ai face daca ai fi baiat / fata [daca esti baiat si acum :))]  ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-2904370574739988106?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/2904370574739988106/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=2904370574739988106' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/2904370574739988106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/2904370574739988106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/07/daca-eram-baiat.html' title='Daca eram baiat...'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TC7gLm0yYfI/AAAAAAAAAVk/KrxPfCLS2sA/s72-c/Coffee%2520Cup%2520Lipstick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-972237778681391535</id><published>2010-07-01T23:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T01:44:15.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LEAPSAAA !!</title><content type='html'>Am luat si eu leapsa de la &lt;a href="http://alunamutant.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://alunamutant.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Zi-mi ceva despre tine.&lt;br /&gt;Am 16 ani.... Stau in ploiesti , acum nu mai vreau nimic altceva in afara de iertarea si prietenia lui logi .... hai poate si o tigara&lt;br /&gt;2. Ai porecle? Care?&lt;br /&gt;Unii imi zic Anne , altii Ambrozia. Depinde cu cine vorbesti.&lt;br /&gt;3. O melodie trista si una perfecta.&lt;br /&gt;triste (zic 2): Green Day- Wake me up when september ends ,&lt;br /&gt;The gazette- people error&lt;br /&gt;perfecta : emo side project- perfect&lt;br /&gt;4. Desenul animat preferat din copilarie&lt;br /&gt;Scooby Doo&lt;br /&gt;5. Ce nume ti-ar placea sa ai, daca ai putea avea altul?&lt;br /&gt;Macrina&lt;br /&gt;6. Ce animale iti plac?&lt;br /&gt;cateii&lt;br /&gt;7.Unde te simti cel mai in singuranta?&lt;br /&gt;In mintea mea..in bratele lui.&lt;br /&gt;8. Ce iti place cel mai mult sa faci/vezi/mananci/asculti?&lt;br /&gt;Sa ma plimb cu cei pe care chiar ii pot numi prieteni , sa fumez si sa beau cu ei aproape ,sa scriu , sa termin dracu cartea aia !!!&lt;br /&gt;9. Un lucru care iti place la tine, si unul care nu iti place.&lt;br /&gt;Imi place la mine ca am ochi de japonez , si nu imi place ca sunt mult prea naiva.&lt;br /&gt;10. Ce urasti cel mai mult?&lt;br /&gt;Sentimente si prietenii fumate. Minciuna si ipocrizia.&lt;br /&gt;11. Ce regreti cel mai mult?&lt;br /&gt;Regret ca tin prea mult la cei care nu merita.&lt;br /&gt;12. Ce iubesti cel mai mult?Clipele petrecute cu prietenii. prietenii aia adevarati.&lt;br /&gt;13.Un lucru/o persoana de care nu te poti lipsi?&lt;br /&gt;De lucas...desi el poate sa se lipseasca de mine. De Jerry .&lt;br /&gt;14. Ce te enerveaza cel mai tare?&lt;br /&gt;prostia unora care chiar nu ai idee ce inseamna NU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leapsa la toti , in special Dudu si Jericho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-972237778681391535?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/972237778681391535/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=972237778681391535' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/972237778681391535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/972237778681391535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/07/leapsaaa.html' title='LEAPSAAA !!'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-2265196653864300791</id><published>2010-07-01T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T00:22:05.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>De ce asa?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TCw_t3hybsI/AAAAAAAAAVc/t8jhpNCH-1g/s1600/i_luv_u_by_The_Silver_Doe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488832103090122434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TCw_t3hybsI/AAAAAAAAAVc/t8jhpNCH-1g/s400/i_luv_u_by_The_Silver_Doe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Niciodata  nu cred ca o sa inteleg un lucru : de ce femeile /fetele iubesc sau pun mai mult sentiment decat barbatii/baietii ?  Sincer...chiar nu pricep. Si eu nu ma refer absolut deloc la motivele pe care cred ca le stim toti , cum ca ei nu isi arata sentimentele din cauza orgoliului , si chestii de genul asta. Vreau motivul real !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Mereu am vrut sa stiu asta.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Adica , da , femeile sunt mai slabe si mai naive , oricat de mult incearca ele sa nege sau sa ascunda asta , sunt mai sensibile , sunt mai dragastoase , dar [si eu vorbesc din experienta] sunt unii barbati care si ei sunt la fel ca femeile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;De ce nu isi dau sentimentele de gol ? Cum fac asta ei ? De ce nu putem si noi sa facem acelasi lucru ? Si de ce noi punem cele mai multe sentimente in tot , si dup ce o relatie se termina inca mai suferim , chiar daca stiam de mult timp ca nu mai are ce altceva sa se intample? E speranta aia idioata de "Lasa frate ca totul va fi bine chiar daca nu schimb nimic " ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Parerea ta....?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-2265196653864300791?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/2265196653864300791/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=2265196653864300791' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/2265196653864300791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/2265196653864300791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/07/de-ce-asa.html' title='De ce asa?'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TCw_t3hybsI/AAAAAAAAAVc/t8jhpNCH-1g/s72-c/i_luv_u_by_The_Silver_Doe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-5673633622037780649</id><published>2010-06-30T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T09:32:25.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hush ma !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TCtv6ELSXuI/AAAAAAAAAVU/3EJV7cdhX7o/s1600/_Big_dreamers_never_sleep__by_ToXicLoveKid.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488603614225260258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 336px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TCtv6ELSXuI/AAAAAAAAAVU/3EJV7cdhX7o/s400/_Big_dreamers_never_sleep__by_ToXicLoveKid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sincer , chiar nu am nevoie de nimic altceva in afara de simpla ta prezenta si zambetul ala ciudat atunci cand iti mai aduci aminte nu stiu ce lucruri. Si tu nici macar nu ai idee cat de mult ma bucur ca am dat de tine , si ca Injunghiatu' te-a luat cu noi in sambata aia. Imi place cand te uiti in ochii mei si zambesti  , cand razi tu , indiferent cat de fals ar parea , cand te pui si in cur si in cap ,uitandu-te dupa crini , ca nu iti place ca plang incredibil de usor si fara motiv , ca ai ramas blocat pe "chestia aia prea colorata" si mereu ma saruti pe frunte , imi place ca te-ai obisnuit sa iti trimit numai melodii japoneze , imi plac ochii tai , ca mama ta ma iubeste deja , ca te-ai obisnuit cu crizele mele de ras , imi place cand mergem pe strada si ma opresc si iti arat ceva , si tu il iei , imi place ca mi-ai zis ca te bucuri ca m-am intors ,imi plac mult prea multe lucruri ca sa stau sa le scriu pe toate. Nu am chef si nici timp , si nici cum !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Retarded moment acum pe mess &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[colega ta si pierce-ul  meu]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E aiurea.... RAU !!! si e si mai aiurea ca tu citesti , pentru ca pula mea , o sa ajung in momentul ala in care nu o sa mai vreau sa mai citesti......... E complicat..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/3595011992311663588-5673633622037780649?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/5673633622037780649/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=5673633622037780649' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/5673633622037780649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/5673633622037780649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/06/hush-ma.html' title='Hush ma !'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TCtv6ELSXuI/AAAAAAAAAVU/3EJV7cdhX7o/s72-c/_Big_dreamers_never_sleep__by_ToXicLoveKid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-197814582744230535</id><published>2010-06-25T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T00:28:35.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heavy dose of atmosphere....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TCWlTwNhSzI/AAAAAAAAAVM/f96raQzNnaE/s1600/_our_ashes_blow_away__someday__by_Pink_Promise.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486973479798524722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 386px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TCWlTwNhSzI/AAAAAAAAAVM/f96raQzNnaE/s400/_our_ashes_blow_away__someday__by_Pink_Promise.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;inainte de a incepe .... CUM MA SA BAZAI 15 MINUTE IN PLOAIE , TU FIIND PARC???? [vorba ta]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Bun....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;In primul rand , nu ma mai face sa redevin emo kida de mai devreme!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;In al doilea rand , nu mai sta in ploaie ca sa imi arati ca si tu plangi !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Deci... Injunghiatu' , Cezar , tu si cu mine am facut ieri in asa fel incat nu ne-am dat seama ca nu  mai ploua decat dupa jumatate de ora dupa ce am plecat din parc.Deci...(din nou).... eu ma plang de nu stiu ce pe acolo , tu esti pe post de sustinere pentru mine , Injunghiatu' e despot din nou , dar nu mai bate niciun scaun  , Cezar se cauta de sani. Afara ploua si ma trezesc doar dupa o ora ca am vansi uzi de ploaie .... Tu razi mult si inutil , eu stau cu ochii inchisi ca ameteam si iti tot spun sa nu ma misti. Logic ca ma misti.Cezar ramane cu sanii lui , injunghiatu' continua sa dea la tobe si sa cante "melodia lui de pace in germana ca ne traduce el "  , eu deja eram pe alta lume , tu ................nu stiu ce dracu faceai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"Suntem intr-un praf ,ploua si suntem parc" Asta ramane in istorie , la fel ca amenda voastra.&lt;/span&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/3595011992311663588-197814582744230535?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/197814582744230535/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=197814582744230535' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/197814582744230535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/197814582744230535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/06/heavy-dose-of-atmosphere.html' title='Heavy dose of atmosphere....'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TCWlTwNhSzI/AAAAAAAAAVM/f96raQzNnaE/s72-c/_our_ashes_blow_away__someday__by_Pink_Promise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-2904378878060470679</id><published>2010-06-23T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T12:14:40.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Atat de... doar stai unde esti !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TCJcmU8kb1I/AAAAAAAAAVE/H3MfMtTm8U4/s1600/daa.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486049109618224978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TCJcmU8kb1I/AAAAAAAAAVE/H3MfMtTm8U4/s400/daa.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu am nevoie sa faci nimic altceva decat sa stai aici ,langa mine.. Chiar nu mai intereseaza ca tu ai alta treaba . Ia-ma in brate si taci! Si nu pleca....&lt;br /&gt;N-am pic de inspiratie , dar ma simteam eu bine daca spuneam asta.....&lt;br /&gt;A da.. aishiteru ma ! Ca tot mi-ai dat cartea ta de japoneza&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-2904378878060470679?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/2904378878060470679/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=2904378878060470679' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/2904378878060470679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/2904378878060470679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/06/atat-de-doar-stai-unde-esti.html' title='Atat de... doar stai unde esti !'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TCJcmU8kb1I/AAAAAAAAAVE/H3MfMtTm8U4/s72-c/daa.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-1986794824258610580</id><published>2010-06-22T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T23:39:27.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pentru ca......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TCB3Neo4joI/AAAAAAAAAU8/SfLEMj_CpRE/s1600/everything_happens_for_a_reason_quote-3444.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485515419583811202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TCB3Neo4joI/AAAAAAAAAU8/SfLEMj_CpRE/s400/everything_happens_for_a_reason_quote-3444.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ajung fata-n fata cu mine. Nu stiu cum sa reactionez in preajma mamei mele , nu stiu ce cuvinte sa spun si ce sa nu spun , nu stiu cum sa ma port , habar nu am cum sa vorbesc. Si oricat de aiurea ar suna , asa e. Nu am relatia aia apropiata cu mama mea pe care cam toti copii o au.Ne certam mereu din lucruri marunte , dar niciuna din noi nu a incercat sa schimbe lucrul asta.Niciodata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;Eu ma refugiez in muzica , mintea mea , tigari , prieteni si bratele lor. Ea .... nu stiu. Nici nu am incercat sa o cunosc. Nu am avut curiozitatea de a alfa , sau de a o cunoaste. Am lasat-o cu nervii si apucaturile ei , nici macar nu am incercat sa o inteleg. Marturisesc ca nici nu am vrut. Vreau ca macar acum sa-mi fie mai apropiata , chiar daca si-ar fi dorit sa fi murit .Vreau sa nu ma mai priveasca cu ura , cu critica si riscuri. Vreau doar sa ma ajute cum poate. Atat de mult timp am ravnit la libertate . Si inca mai o fac.Voiam doar sa ma inteleaga , sa inteleaga ca sub nicio forma nu o sa fiu la fel ca ea , ca am personalitatea mea , conceptiile mele , momentele mele de nebunie in care nici macar eu nu ma inteleg , ca sub nicio forma nu am incredere in mine si asta numai pentru ca ea mi-a luat si ultimul fir... ca am o altfel de viata decat ea , ca nu sunt cum sunt pentru ca asa m-au facut altii ci pentru ca asa vreau eu sa fiu, ca nu imi pot imagina viata fara prietenii si dragoste... Niciodata nu o sa ii descriu viata mea in detaliu , mereu o sa fie o minciuna .Vreau sa inteleaga ca nu o mint ca sa ascund anumite lucruri , neaparat , ci pentru ca vreau sa protejez imaginea buna -daca mai exista si aia- pe care o are legata de mine... Vreau sa ma vada pe mine cum sunt , fara masca , cu toate sentimentele pe care le ascund in interiorul meu, ce fire am , ce viata am , ca nu sunt curva cum ma crede si ma vede ea , sau orice altceva... Vreau doar sa ma inteleaga , si  nimic mai mult , vreau sa nu mai fie asa de dura cu mine , vreau sa nu mai creada tot ce spune oricine despre  mine , si sa aiba EA dreptul de a ma critica sau judeca , nu altii , asa cum e acum. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;Vreau cam multe , stiu , dar asa e , si oricum asa am fost mereu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;Si vreau atatea pentru ca m-am saturat ca orice se intampla in casa  sa fie vina mea , chiar daca eu nici macar nu sunt in oras , pentru ca m-am saturat de chestiile astea pur si simplu......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-1986794824258610580?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/1986794824258610580/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=1986794824258610580' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/1986794824258610580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/1986794824258610580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/06/pentru-ca.html' title='Pentru ca......'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TCB3Neo4joI/AAAAAAAAAU8/SfLEMj_CpRE/s72-c/everything_happens_for_a_reason_quote-3444.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-4235866062608450012</id><published>2010-06-21T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T11:30:49.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TB-vsHzpJdI/AAAAAAAAAU0/nR9HErBbAGI/s1600/a29f116258839789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485296043705312722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 334px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TB-vsHzpJdI/AAAAAAAAAU0/nR9HErBbAGI/s400/a29f116258839789.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Te caut pe toate strazile din viata mea... &lt;3&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-4235866062608450012?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/4235866062608450012/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=4235866062608450012' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/4235866062608450012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/4235866062608450012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/06/te-caut-pe-toate-strazile-din-viata-mea.html' title=''/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TB-vsHzpJdI/AAAAAAAAAU0/nR9HErBbAGI/s72-c/a29f116258839789.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-3711040179554368325</id><published>2010-06-19T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T01:58:16.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TByGNxYvOXI/AAAAAAAAAUs/YvPar0rqo6M/s1600/Pon-Zi-pon-and-zi-azuzephre-cartoons-2234676-600-450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484406017383938418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TByGNxYvOXI/AAAAAAAAAUs/YvPar0rqo6M/s400/Pon-Zi-pon-and-zi-azuzephre-cartoons-2234676-600-450.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ce bine ca esti.... ce intamplare ca sunt.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Eu raman la ideea mea , chiar daca e buna , chiar daca nu , doar stii ca nu gandesc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Daca nu era sambata aia , nu mai eram "noi" , eram fiecare cu ale lui... &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/3595011992311663588-3711040179554368325?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/3711040179554368325/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=3711040179554368325' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/3711040179554368325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/3711040179554368325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/06/ce-bine-ca-esti.html' title=''/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TByGNxYvOXI/AAAAAAAAAUs/YvPar0rqo6M/s72-c/Pon-Zi-pon-and-zi-azuzephre-cartoons-2234676-600-450.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-3038294799955288313</id><published>2010-06-18T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T11:07:32.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NOI CUAIEE !!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TBu0XzS3YKI/AAAAAAAAAUk/9qiQY9-k0xw/s1600/daa.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484175292253036706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TBu0XzS3YKI/AAAAAAAAAUk/9qiQY9-k0xw/s400/daa.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Nici nu ai idee cat de mult mi-a placut azi , cu toate momentele gay , lesbi , etc... cu toate "retarded moments" , cu muscaturi , politie , zgarieturi , alcool , tigari , pierce [ nu mai am cum sa te oftic] , muzica , frica de farmacie , john black [sau cum l-o chema !] , gardian , baie , si asa mai departe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;:))&lt;br /&gt;3 IN PULA MEA !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Si mi-a placut ca eram amandoi , ca ma ajuti sa nu ma mai gandesc la ce nu trebuie , ca pur si simplu esti acolo , langa mine. Si mi-a placut ce mi-ai zis tu mie , mai ales partea in care tu ziceai "Clar ai un efect negativ asupra mea~!~ Am inceput sa scriu lucruri dragute pe blog ,lucruri legate de tine!!!" [sau cum dracu ai spus :)) ideea e tot aia]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Dar stii ce .. si eu scriu de tine pe blog... si stii ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Exces de smile.. se mai intampla. Respect trafitia... ne mai citim ! &lt;/span&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/3595011992311663588-3038294799955288313?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/3038294799955288313/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=3038294799955288313' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/3038294799955288313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/3038294799955288313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/06/noi-cuaiee.html' title='NOI CUAIEE !!!!'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TBu0XzS3YKI/AAAAAAAAAUk/9qiQY9-k0xw/s72-c/daa.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-630512559097324000</id><published>2010-06-17T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T23:37:25.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TBsT5lFl9_I/AAAAAAAAAUc/47s5rIEBpeY/s1600/3802244596_e1329d4d16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483998851182753778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 476px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 343px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TBsT5lFl9_I/AAAAAAAAAUc/47s5rIEBpeY/s400/3802244596_e1329d4d16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Vreau sa dispara toate sentimentele , pana cand le zic eu sa se intoarca !&lt;/span&gt;&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/3595011992311663588-630512559097324000?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/630512559097324000/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=630512559097324000' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/630512559097324000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/630512559097324000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/06/vreau-sa-dispara-toate-sentimentele.html' title=''/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TBsT5lFl9_I/AAAAAAAAAUc/47s5rIEBpeY/s72-c/3802244596_e1329d4d16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-655776653201727561</id><published>2010-06-15T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T00:42:07.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>15.06.10</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TBiAMiJjfYI/AAAAAAAAAUU/KdVAmkDwlkk/s1600/5y.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483273499137244546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TBiAMiJjfYI/AAAAAAAAAUU/KdVAmkDwlkk/s400/5y.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Lasand la o parte tot restul zilei , ma refer numai la aseara....&lt;br /&gt;9.01 ma duc dupa bere&lt;br /&gt;9.24 mama ia berea din bratele mele si o aseaza pe masa&lt;br /&gt;9.30 las la o parte faptul ca mi-e foame si ma pun pe baut cu tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iau berea frumos de pe masa , si tata se aseaza in partea cealalta a mesei . Se uita la mine urat... nu-i placea parul meu ... niciodata nu i-a placut , deci a trecut peste. Ia si el o sticla , dupa care ma cearta . Nu-l mai bag in seama , incercam doar sa trec peste mult prea multe cacaturi intamplate in ziua aia....in special peste gura lui prea mare si care facea prea mult zgomot inutil. Vine mama si incepe ea sa ma certe . Nici pe ea nu o ascult.. la un moment dat se plictiseste sa tot tipe si sa nu o bage nimeni in seama si pleaca in sufragerie.&lt;br /&gt;Tata zice "NOROC!!!" dupa care incepe sa bea , iar eu il intreb de ce nu mai are mania de a bea din pahar.... Acum nu ma mai baga el pe mine in seama. Beau si eu ..ma uitam la sticla ca nu mai parea sa se termine .( Injunghiatu si Catalin stiu cum e cu sticla de 3 litrii ..pe care nu o varsa nimeni. )&lt;br /&gt;Terminam dupa vreo ora sticla , tata toata si eu la fel . Nu eram nici eu , nici el beti , asa ca tata imi da bani si imi zice sa ma duc sa iau alte sticle. Ma incalt si ma duc dupa bere , hotarata sa iau 4 sticle ca sa nu ma mai trimita mai tarziu sa iau altele . Caut jumatate de ora un magazin unde sa gasesc . VICTORIE !! ma intorc acasa cu berea si o pun pe masa ca sa ma descalt si eu .&lt;br /&gt;Ma duc in bucatarie si ma mir . Tata aranjase sticlele in felul urmator : 2 la el ,2 la mine. Ma uitam mirata la el si tata nu a facut altceva decat sa imi zica "Ia-ti pastilele acum , nu uita."Iau pastilele , dupa care ma asez la masa... "NOROC !!!" aud din nou din gura lui. soptesc si eu acelasi lucru ..&lt;br /&gt;Vine mama enervata la maxim .&lt;br /&gt;"CE DRACU FACETI AICI ?????"&lt;br /&gt;"Bem ... tie ce ti se pare..???? raspunde tata"&lt;br /&gt;"Sti bine ca nu ar trebui sa o inveti sa bea ... Si tu ce mama dracu faci ?"&lt;br /&gt;" Lasa ca daca nu invata de la mine , invata de una singura.. Barem asa stiu ca de la mine stie.."&lt;br /&gt;"Lasa-ne dracu in pace !!!!! Daca vrei sa bei , ia si tu , daca nu PA ~!~"&lt;br /&gt;"Tu esti beata ?"&lt;br /&gt;"Nu inca... dar m-am saturat sa faci asemenea crize degeaba.. Crezi ca daca nu beau acum , tot nu o sa beau? TU mi-ai dat bani sa ma fac praf de ziua mea!!!!Sau ai uitat?"&lt;br /&gt;De aici nu a mai comentat nimic ...si asta doar pentru ca eu aveam dreptate.&lt;br /&gt;Si nu , nu sunt alcoolica , doar ca in familia mea asta e o "traditie" : daca suntem toata familia ,sa bem ! daca e vreo chestie festiva, sa bem ! , si lista poate continua..&lt;br /&gt;Ma simteam bine... si tata la fel . Nu eram beti , eram doar putin de tot luati...Ma suna varamea... Ma invita la ea , sa o ascult cum se lamenteaza... Ma duc la ea.. de fapt , ma duce tata cu masina. O ascult , si o ascult , si o ascult , si o tot ascult , pana termina. Ii spun cateva lucruri care sa ii ridice moralul , si ea se simte mai bine . Nu are nevoie de cine stie ce vorbe marete.. ci doar de cineva care sa ii fie aproape , sa o sprijine , sa o asculte , si sa ii spuna cateva cuvinte care sa o faca sa se simta bine.Si deobicei , nu suna pe nimeni altcineva ,inafara de mine...&lt;br /&gt;Dupa ce se simte mai bine , imi dau seama ca nu mai are cateva pierce-uri , dar nu mai o intreb de ce.Ma cheama tata acasa.. asa ca o las acasa , promitandu-i ca ma duc la ea in ziua urmatoare.. Ajung iar acasa.. ma cearta iar mama .. ma duc in camera mea..&lt;br /&gt;NOAPTE BUNAAA !!!!!&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/3595011992311663588-655776653201727561?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/655776653201727561/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=655776653201727561' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/655776653201727561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/655776653201727561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/06/150610.html' title='15.06.10'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TBiAMiJjfYI/AAAAAAAAAUU/KdVAmkDwlkk/s72-c/5y.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-6394362525306868947</id><published>2010-06-14T22:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T22:58:15.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ce e dragostea ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TBcWZhQ2VhI/AAAAAAAAAUM/mHxvKJY38v4/s1600/3335950148_9881727af3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482875699028448786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 335px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TBcWZhQ2VhI/AAAAAAAAAUM/mHxvKJY38v4/s400/3335950148_9881727af3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trebuie sa te gandesti , si nu cred ca tu gandesti la fel cum o face el . Nici nu conteaza pentru el ca nu mai ai viata ta , conteaza doar masura in care il ajuti . E usor sa iti dai seama ca viata ta e ca un iad atata timp cat nu traiesti decat pentru visele si sperentele tale si nimic nu e asa cum ai vrea tu sa fie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trebuie sa te gandesti , si nu cred ca gandesti asa cum o face ea. Pentru ea nu conteaza atat de mult cat o ajuti in anumite momente , conteaza mai mult cat de mult ii esti aproape.Si stiu ca iti pare rau pentru toate momemtele in care ai ranit-o , oricat de mult ai spune ca nu e asa. Si cred ca acum nu mai iti bati joc de dragostea pe care o primesti , pentru ca poate , ai trecut si tu prin asa ceva...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ce e dragostea ,de fapt ?&lt;br /&gt;Inseamna sa renunti , pentru ca nu asa am fost invatata....?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poti sa incerci cat de mult crezi tu ca e de-ajuns de dragoste , dar nu o sa reusesti sa o ti departe... Poti sa o gasesti in prieteni , iubiti , sau iubite , animale , locuri , fapte , si alte chestii .. Nu incerc sa fac pe deontoloaga , doar imi exprim opinia. Sunt sigura ca tu ai o alta parere , dar poate ca in anumite privinte esti de acord cu mine... sau nu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poti sa fugi cat de departe vrei tu , dar nu rezolvi nimic . Mai mult iti ascunzi sentimentele in spatele mintii, si da-ti si tu seama ca intr-o zi tot o sa revi la ele , indiferent cat incerci sa nu mai faci lucrul asta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si poate ca iti doresti sa insemni altceva , pentru altcineva acum . Dar la un moment dat tot o sa ramai blocat in trecut . Nu mai te intreba de ce inca mai astepti ceva , bucura-te de ce ai acum ~~~!!!!~~~&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-6394362525306868947?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/6394362525306868947/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=6394362525306868947' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/6394362525306868947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/6394362525306868947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/06/ce-e-dragostea.html' title='Ce e dragostea ?'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TBcWZhQ2VhI/AAAAAAAAAUM/mHxvKJY38v4/s72-c/3335950148_9881727af3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-4769449456970179194</id><published>2010-06-13T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T02:41:38.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nu stii despre mine....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TBTgjWqB9pI/AAAAAAAAAUE/jGxqdZc0uIU/s1600/papillon_by_zorore15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482253544398648978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TBTgjWqB9pI/AAAAAAAAAUE/jGxqdZc0uIU/s400/papillon_by_zorore15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TBTedFhMA8I/AAAAAAAAAT8/kDMTfXBQklM/s1600/Cartoon_Girl_by_AsDavidDies.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;....nu ma numesc cum crezi tu........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;nu imi place inghetata de vanilie si nici cea de ciocolata pe care tu o mananci cu atata pofta si imi oferi si mie.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;nu am o culoare preferata.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;.......guma care imi place mie e verde......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;.........imi plac tricourile cu imprimeu........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;......urasc rozul.......mai putin placa mea roz de pitzi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;.......... NU imi plac cartofii prajiti........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;.........am minute pe Orange.....dar numai ca sa te sun pe tine.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;..... nu merg la chefuri.....nu mereu....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;.....imi plac ochii verzi....pentru ca tai sunt verzi....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;..........imi plac ochii caprui......pentru ca ai mei sunt caprui.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;....imi place cand radem ca prostii si zice unul din nou "retarded moment".....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;.....NU imi plac semintele........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;......floarea mea preferata este crinul ......imi plac la fel de mult si liliecii....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;...imi place la nebunie sa citesc.....dar numai ce imi place mie nu ce imi zice altcineva...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;....imi place sa discut cu tine despre orice.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;.... imi place sa ma uit la filme cu tine......si tu stii de ce (Sorry about your wife).....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;........imi place sa ma plimb cu tine.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;.........imi place cand te oftic ca eu am pierce-ul il limba si tu nu si ca eu pot sa imi indrept parul si tu  nu !....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;.....imi place sa te ajut atunci cand pot.........imi place sa te scot din sarite doar ca sa te vad nervos..... esti simpatic rau cand esti nervos....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;.........imi place sa ma uit urat la tine doar ca sa vad cum reactionezi.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;..........vreau sa fac cat mai multe lucruri cu tine.........vreau sa petrec cat mai multe momente placute cu tine..................vreau sa facem cat mai multe poze impreuna......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;..........te iubesc.......desi nu spun asta.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;.......te iubesc ......desi de multe nu imi dau nici eu seama ca asa e.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-4769449456970179194?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/4769449456970179194/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=4769449456970179194' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/4769449456970179194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/4769449456970179194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/06/nu-stii-despre-mine.html' title='Nu stii despre mine....'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TBTgjWqB9pI/AAAAAAAAAUE/jGxqdZc0uIU/s72-c/papillon_by_zorore15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-5300270290219312320</id><published>2010-06-03T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T00:09:25.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pana la urma....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TAdX5OJLWUI/AAAAAAAAATo/98XWdjOHWUY/s1600/saaaaaaaaaaaaaa.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478444112280246594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TAdX5OJLWUI/AAAAAAAAATo/98XWdjOHWUY/s400/saaaaaaaaaaaaaa.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TAdW6eEL8-I/AAAAAAAAATg/EadZIEYKiKw/s1600/1227645160710_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;E viata mea ,totusi . Stiu bine pe cine am in ea , cine as vrea sa dispara , cine sa ramana . Stiu ce s-a intamplat in toti anii astia , stiu ce e real si nu in ea , ce e adevarat si nu . E adevarat , nu stiu ce o sa fac cu ea , dar nu cred ca stie cineva chestia asta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sincer , nu mai suport sa ii aud pe toti cei care i-am crezut prieteni buni , in adevaratul sens al cuvantului , zicand tot felul de cacaturi despre chestii din trecut ! Si asta nu pentru ca mi-ar fi rusine sa recunosc adevarul , ci pentru ca eu stiu mai bine ca oricine ce s-a intamplat in anumite momente , iar ei nu . Si nici nu inteleg ce dracu le iese lor din a zice toate acele minciuni , sau adevaruri distorsionate . Si chiar daca le-ar iesi ceva , chiar e nevoie de asa ceva ????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Nu te simti , ca nici macar nu ai idee ca eu de tine vorbesc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;In pula mea , pana la urma nu esti in calitate sau masura de a ma judeca , de a ma minti in fata cand stim amdoua/amandoi ca nu ai dreptate. Si nu , nu fac pe victima , numai ca am prea multi nervi pentru ca genul acesta de curve penale mi-au terminat viata . Mi-am pierdut mult prea multi ani cu oameni care mi s-au aratat asa cum sunt ei numai dupa 6-7 ani , si incep sa ma urasc pentru ca pun prea multa incredere in mainile unor oameni care nici nu merita atentie.M-am saturat .... chiar m-am saturat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;La multi ani , care se mai simte pentru 5 iunie !!!!!&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/3595011992311663588-5300270290219312320?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/5300270290219312320/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=5300270290219312320' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/5300270290219312320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/5300270290219312320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/06/pana-la-urma.html' title='Pana la urma....'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TAdX5OJLWUI/AAAAAAAAATo/98XWdjOHWUY/s72-c/saaaaaaaaaaaaaa.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-7601878592001317724</id><published>2010-05-30T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T23:45:25.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pentru ca esti prostul meu....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TANUuB6IlqI/AAAAAAAAATY/EkgkNyZY98w/s1600/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477314721575638690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 373px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 373px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TANUuB6IlqI/AAAAAAAAATY/EkgkNyZY98w/s400/19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu trebuie sa iti fie rusine de miracolul ascuns in tine , pentru ca stii bine ca sunt calitati care o sa te duca departe... Nu ar trebui sa iti fie jena cu ce fel de om esti tu  , pentru tu insati esti un simplu miracol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In ultimul timp , ti-am tot reprosat anumite lucruri , dar stii ce e cel mai bine ? Ca tot impreuna ramanem ... Nici nu as vrea altfel...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Maybe a sad song , sometimes , will make you remember me..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deci , nu am pic de inspiratie , dar stiu doar atat : ca esti mai important pentru mine decat oricine altcineva....DEci da.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cred ca maine o sa am mai multa inspiratie.. sper. Aveti grija de voi &gt;:D&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-7601878592001317724?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/7601878592001317724/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=7601878592001317724' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/7601878592001317724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/7601878592001317724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/05/pentru-ca-esti-prostul-meu.html' title='Pentru ca esti prostul meu....'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TANUuB6IlqI/AAAAAAAAATY/EkgkNyZY98w/s72-c/19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-8628837520594781774</id><published>2010-05-20T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T00:08:48.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tu nu stii nimic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/S_Tui2QH0kI/AAAAAAAAATQ/iQRDmhkBRcQ/s1600/Blue_by_MoOnshine90.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473261729608094274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/S_Tui2QH0kI/AAAAAAAAATQ/iQRDmhkBRcQ/s400/Blue_by_MoOnshine90.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; Tu nu stii nimic , nu ma cunosti , nu stii ca ultimele 3-4 luni din viata mea au fost infernale , si Ii multumesc cerului ca inca mai sunt in viata , nu stii chiar nimic !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Nu stii cum e sa stai in pat sa iti simti piciorul in ghips , dar sa nu iti dai seama daca e pe bune , sau e alt vis tampit de-al tau care se repeta la nesfarsit , in fiecare zi , in fiecare minut , secunda , ora. Nu stii cum e sa simti ca inima nu iti bate , sa nu iti dai seama daca respiri , sau nu , sa iti spui mereu "Adu-ti aminte sa respiri ! Nu uita sa respiri !" . Nu stii cum e sa iti intrebi mama inlacrimata " Mama , ce traiesc eu acum e un vis sau e real ?" . Nu stii cum e sa nu simti nimic , absolut nimic . Nu stii cum e sa nu iti aduci aminte decat ultima luna [maxim o luna] din viata ta , ca in rest tu nu mai sti nimic , nu mai sti ce ai facut , cu cine , cand , cum , pentru ce , pentru cine . Nu stii cum e sa iti injuri cea mai buna prietena si prietenul , pentru ca tu delirai sau erai inconstienta , sau pur si simplu , nu constientizai nimic . Nici macar nu ai idee prin ce am trecut , trec , si voi trece tot restul vietii mele .Nu stii cum e sa aberezi daca nu iei pastile , cum e sa intri in crize de nervi , de disperare , de frica , cum e sa intrii in depresie pentru niste nimicuri , aparent , daca nu iei pastile . Nu stii cum e sa te schimbi dupa un accident ,pana la urma. Nu stii cum e sa nu iti dai seama ca acei oameni care se uita insistent la tine , si care pentru 2 saptamani iti acorda atentie , ca mai apoi sa iti reproseze ceva ce nici macar nu e vina ta , ceva care nu tine de tine , ca ei sunt parintii tai . Nu stii cum e sa nu iti dai seama de nimic , si sa ti in tine tot ce ai pe suflet , pentru ca acum nu mai ai incredere in absolut nimeni , nici in mama , nici in tatal tau , nici in prieteni sau "cunostinte" , pentru ca majoritatea nici amici nu iti sunt. Nu stii cum e ca in cele mai dificile momente din viata ta , un singur suflet sa iti fie aproape , si doar niste amintiri , ale prietenilor care acum au murit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;{Poate ca o sa te lamuresc si despre ce tot aberez eu aici , dar acum nu am chef. }&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Va iubesc , aveti grija de voi .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-8628837520594781774?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/8628837520594781774/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=8628837520594781774' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/8628837520594781774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/8628837520594781774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/05/tu-nu-stii-nimic.html' title='Tu nu stii nimic.'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/S_Tui2QH0kI/AAAAAAAAATQ/iQRDmhkBRcQ/s72-c/Blue_by_MoOnshine90.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-3639793064573784340</id><published>2010-05-17T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T01:18:32.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love you better</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/S_D6NtJYztI/AAAAAAAAATI/h7to0k6sucQ/s1600/z93594985.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472148660619366098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/S_D6NtJYztI/AAAAAAAAATI/h7to0k6sucQ/s400/z93594985.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Poate nu sunt ceea ce tu iti doresti , poate sunt tocmai opusul , dar macar eu stiu ce trebuie sa ai ca sa fi fericit si stiu sa iti fiu alaturi ,jndiferent cat de departe am fi unul de celalalt.Stiu ca e ilogic sa tin atat de mult la tine , la noi , la ce avem , dar stiu ca barem nu sunt singura in situatia asta. Uita de felul in care arat , de "masca" mea , facuta special ca nimeni altcineva sa nu mai reuseasca sa isi bata joc de increderea , sentimentele , naivitatea mea  , uita de tot , pentru ca tu ma cunosti asa cum sunt eu cu adevarat , fara niciun ascunzis , fara nimic fals .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Nimeni nu o sa te iubeasca mai bine sau mai mult decat mine .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Tu nu ai vazut dacat o data , poate , cum plangeam la gandul ca o sa fii atat de departe de mine , in urmatoarele luni , si nu mi-ai zis nimic rau , pur si simplu imi spuneai sa ma calmez ca la starea mea de sanatate ,luciditate etc.. nu e bine pentru mine sa plang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Si e genial cum ne completam , cum ma faci sa zambesc cu felul tau de a rade , oricat de fals ar parea , cu mesajele tale , cu simple cuvinte ,banale. Nimeni  nu o sa te cunoasca mai bine decat mine , si asta asa e. Gandeste-te ca daca am renunta , ai putea sa dai peste o falsitate de tipa , care nu are mai mult ca mine decat niste dinti albi , stralucitori si extrem de multe figuri si aere de vedeta. Numai tu si eu stim cum e intre noi doi,,,,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Si te iubesc ... pentru ce esti tu cu adevarat..pentru ce esti cand suntem amandoi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/3595011992311663588-3639793064573784340?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/3639793064573784340/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=3639793064573784340' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/3639793064573784340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/3639793064573784340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/05/love-you-better.html' title='Love you better'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/S_D6NtJYztI/AAAAAAAAATI/h7to0k6sucQ/s72-c/z93594985.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-6644562985669365696</id><published>2010-05-05T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T00:22:42.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beau</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Beau , ma imbat , cad , ma ridic , n-am nimic . Si ghici ce ? Vad lumea ,poate ca , la fel ca tine , plina de iubire , pasiune , muzica si arta  , si nu ma  impiedica nici macar ura din inima mea ,indreptata catre acele persoane care toata viata mea am crezut ca ma iubesc .Nu ma poate opri din visarea mea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Si da.. Dudu avea dreptate , uneori nu e bine sa visezi prea mult , dar macar in vise poti sa te intorci atunci cand nu mai vrei sa mai stai ancorat in realitate , pentru ca ... hai sa recunoastem , viata e o curva , rea , si care te pune sa treci prin prea multe chestii si sa ajungi pe urma sa te intrebi de ce mai traiesti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hai pa , ma duc sa invat  ca ma asculta la latina si stiu exact 0. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ne mai citim , aveti grija de  voi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;:*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-6644562985669365696?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/6644562985669365696/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=6644562985669365696' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/6644562985669365696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/6644562985669365696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/05/beau.html' title='Beau'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-4436198699059593591</id><published>2010-05-03T00:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T00:12:06.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sa visam !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/S951zbQn8OI/AAAAAAAAATA/IhXJqskQ48Y/s1600/1785101-md.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466936524025622754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/S951zbQn8OI/AAAAAAAAATA/IhXJqskQ48Y/s400/1785101-md.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nu uita de ceea ce esti tu cu adevarat . Si nu , nu ma refer ca esti om , cred ca e destul de clar lucrul asta. Esti visator , om cu picioarele pe pamant , ilogic , aiurit , drogat , si oricum ai fi , tot visator ramai. Macar o data te-ai lasat condus de visele tale , ba chiar te-ai afundat in ele si nu mai stiai ce e realitatea.&lt;br /&gt;Deci , haide sa visam ! Uita de lumea asta mizerabila in care traiesti , si hai sa iti faci tu lumea ta , exact asa cum vrei tu sa ti-o faci . E lumea ta , pana la urma , si nimeni nu poate sa intervina in crearea ei , nimeni pe langa tine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu am chef sa scriu... ma duc sa beau cafea... Ne mai citim :*&lt;br /&gt;Si pentru restul...care  nu au inteles nimic..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-4436198699059593591?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/4436198699059593591/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=4436198699059593591' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/4436198699059593591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/4436198699059593591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/05/sa-visam.html' title='Sa visam !'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/S951zbQn8OI/AAAAAAAAATA/IhXJqskQ48Y/s72-c/1785101-md.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-3336760938296227215</id><published>2010-04-24T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T03:24:16.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vene de curcubeu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/S9LAngcQAiI/AAAAAAAAASw/Irl5EJSD-6g/s1600/christian-faur-crayons2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463641082909688354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/S9LAngcQAiI/AAAAAAAAASw/Irl5EJSD-6g/s400/christian-faur-crayons2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nu e dragut cum ne regasim in ceea ce altii scriu pe blogul lor personal ? Se aseamana unei compasiuni intre bloggeri , dar e simpatica situatia, sa stii ca mai e cineva care trece prin ceva prin care ai trecut , sau treci si tu.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;N-are absolut nicio legatura cu ce urmeaza... nu intreba de ce am scris daca nu are legatura. Nu situ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ascult Florin Chilian-Zece si ma pierd in versurile lui geniale , pur si simplu.."Zece pictori se tot mira cat esti de frumoasa.." ma rog...&lt;3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dedic postul asta in special celor care mi-au fost aproape in momentele cele mai grele din viata mea , care mi-au suportat injuraturile, crizele , starea de delir , nervii , si tot asa, care au fost acolo , chiar daca eu nu imi amintesc absolut nimic , si nu stiu daca o sa o fac vreodata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Caral, Georgy , Dj-u meu , Valy , Yoji...toti . Va sunt datoare pentru tot restul vietii mele . Dar totusi ..cum sa iti imparti viata cu 27 de oameni 8ani si in momentele nasoale sa nu se intereseze de tine decat unul singur ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463643018280733218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/S9LCYKQqiiI/AAAAAAAAAS4/rd8g2ak8Tqo/s400/live_forever_at_9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Am avut prea multa incredere in prea multa lume , si sunt absolut sigura ca nu sunt singura care a facut lucrul asta , dar mie personal , mi-a luat 16 ani ca sa imi dau seama de acest lucru. Mai ne citim.. nu mai am chef de scris , si vreau cafea ca acum am voie ! &gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-3336760938296227215?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/3336760938296227215/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=3336760938296227215' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/3336760938296227215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/3336760938296227215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/04/vene-de-curcubeu.html' title='Vene de curcubeu'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/S9LAngcQAiI/AAAAAAAAASw/Irl5EJSD-6g/s72-c/christian-faur-crayons2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-2289179211619420278</id><published>2010-04-21T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T23:23:21.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am revenit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/S8_rTiq01VI/AAAAAAAAASo/IwAsbJhawcs/s1600/dsc_0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462843593980171602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/S8_rTiq01VI/AAAAAAAAASo/IwAsbJhawcs/s400/dsc_0017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Am avut o perioada mai dificila , si am si acum , dar dupa vreo luna si ceva de stat in delirare si spital ,casa , si multe altele , o sa incerc sa mai si scriu , mai ales dupa ce tata o sa plece de acasa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;note to self: nici nu iti imaginezi cat ma bucur ca o sa scap de cel care ma iubeste doar teoretic , dar practic , ma uraste si face orice ca eu sa ii seman ,cand e destul de clar ca nu o sa fie asa niciodata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Revenim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;O sa scriu in postul urmator ceva mai interesant , dar acum de-abia m-am trezit si mi se inchid ochii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Vreau cafea...Nu stiu inca daca am voie ...... &gt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ce sa zic... sper ca sunteti ok , si ca voi va bucurati de ce vreti sau de ce aveti deja . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Cum va mai merge? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Aveti grija de voi.. :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-2289179211619420278?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/S8_rTiq01VI/AAAAAAAAASo/IwAsbJhawcs/s72-c/dsc_0017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-9154343061071867855</id><published>2010-04-03T00:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T00:19:36.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;ceva probleme ...de aia nu mai scriu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;o sa scriu cand o sa am cum , voie etc..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;nu , nu m-au pedepsit ai mei.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS:lucas..sunama idiotule , si pe mine si pe mario ca nu ne-ai mai dat un semn de viata..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(eu comentez...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hai pa. :*:*&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/3595011992311663588-9154343061071867855?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/9154343061071867855/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=9154343061071867855' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/9154343061071867855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/9154343061071867855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/04/ceva-probleme.html' title=''/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-1401187116182841175</id><published>2010-02-10T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T04:15:43.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>da e adevarat cu totii avem momente in care nimic nu mai conteaza pentru nimeni si nimic nu poate sa iti schimbe parerea.&lt;br /&gt;DAR...va rog eu [milogilor] IMPACATI-VA !!!&lt;br /&gt;mario stiu ca citesti pentru ca imi vizitezi blogul in fiecare zi ...&lt;br /&gt;ia-l inapoi pe lucas si da-o dracu de treaba ca tu ti-ai batut joc de el nu el de tine.&lt;br /&gt;accepta realitatea si faptul ca ai nevoie de el mereu , indiferent ce s-ar intampla.&lt;br /&gt;PUNCT !&lt;br /&gt;nu mai am chef sa il ascult mereu cum se lamenteaza..&lt;br /&gt;va iubesc&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595011992311663588-1401187116182841175?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/1401187116182841175/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=1401187116182841175' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/1401187116182841175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/1401187116182841175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/02/da-e-adevarat-cu-totii-avem-momente-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595011992311663588.post-3182986145138919970</id><published>2010-02-02T02:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T02:31:51.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pentru  milogii mei :X</title><content type='html'>LuCas&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/S2f90FtikFI/AAAAAAAAASg/x0r1XWQL_BA/s1600-h/2936334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433590546774003794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/S2f90FtikFI/AAAAAAAAASg/x0r1XWQL_BA/s400/2936334.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mario ^^&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/S2f9mR_5v4I/AAAAAAAAASY/lp8oe_FpPo0/s1600-h/a.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433590309554077570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/S2f9mR_5v4I/AAAAAAAAASY/lp8oe_FpPo0/s400/a.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pentru milogii mei si pentru simplul fapt ca ii iubesc , ca am nevoie de ei , ca ma ajuta mereu , ca lucas imi da bani chiar daca nu ii cer si ma iubeste , pentru ca mario mereu pluteste ,chiar daca ploua si zice in fiecare zi "e o zi perfecta pentru a muri" .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pentru ca avem locul nostru care e perfect , pentru ca ne batem joc unul de altul , si nu ne suparam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pentru ca m-am certat cu Lucas si ca ne-am impacat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Daca timpul se opreste in loc ei imi spun sa nu il mai misc , sa il las asa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Daca pleaca ei , eu mor. Adica ,,nu mor propriu-zis , dar o parte din mine moare , pana in momemtul in care se intorc.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pentru toate poreclele idioate pe care ni le punem de la "matza porno" la "pinguin atomic" .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pentru toate momentele in care plangem impreuna ca asa ne apuca pe noi.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pentru ca Lucas a iesit la 2 noaptea sa imi caute mie tigari in boxeri [love you , honey :)) ]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pentru ca ei doi cresc iarba in balcon "sa ii faca un viitor si ca la vara sa aiba peluza in balcon , ca s-au saturat de covoare" :)) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pentru ca asculta el negro mult prea mult.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pentru ca ii iubesc , ca imi sunt cei mai buni prieteni si pentru ca mereu suntem unul pentru altul aproape chiar daca suntem la celalalt capat de lume sau nu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/3595011992311663588-3182986145138919970?l=vodoo-toy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/feeds/3182986145138919970/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595011992311663588&amp;postID=3182986145138919970' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/3182986145138919970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595011992311663588/posts/default/3182986145138919970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodoo-toy.blogspot.com/2010/02/pentru-milogii-mei-x.html' title='pentru  milogii mei :X'/><author><name>Balonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857128529219786525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/TEP47xwB1AI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ka0Bnns8GmE/S220/hghh.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_560PSbZ4cl8/S2f90FtikFI/AAAAAAAAASg/x0r1XWQL_BA/s72-c/2936334.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
