<?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-3071130882561384729</id><updated>2011-07-28T23:26:31.026-07:00</updated><category term='diferit'/><category term='iubire'/><category term='vise'/><category term='cele mai bune prietene'/><category term='texte triste'/><category term='singuratate'/><category term='Sandii'/><category term='ciudat'/><category term='tristete'/><category term='regrete'/><category term='Speranta'/><category term='viata'/><category term='arta'/><category term='prieteni'/><category term='scrisoare'/><title type='text'>Mixed Emotions</title><subtitle type='html'>"Viata este asa cum ti-o faci tu si niciodata sa nu te astepti sa iasa perfect"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Carmen.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693672755715168227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Emf_bE6VlfI/TcgoUOui1YI/AAAAAAAAACk/t5-aeWyTopY/s220/tumblr_lkiauy18RX1qiygrgo1_500.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3071130882561384729.post-3665098012164725871</id><published>2010-10-28T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T11:36:53.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blocaje</title><content type='html'>Ehehe... a trecut ceva timp.Cam mult ce e drept.&lt;br /&gt;Oricum pana acum s-au intamplat atat de multeeee hee..&lt;br /&gt;E nasol rau sa fii indragostit!Nu-mi place si nu o sa imi mai placa ceva timp de acum incolo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repetitii in sfarsit repetitiiiiii.Dupa un an de zile stiu si eu cum este sa urci iar pe scena.Sa simt iar ca te orbeasca reflectoarele.Haa viata maa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fost destul de ok pentru revenirea asta si pentru noii colegi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spectacolee multe spectacoleeee in sfarsittspectacoleeee!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speram sa fie bine.. in continuare mai bine decat cum a fost! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-9NKiucF4co?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-9NKiucF4co?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3071130882561384729-3665098012164725871?l=a-beratii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/feeds/3665098012164725871/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/10/blocaje.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/3665098012164725871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/3665098012164725871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/10/blocaje.html' title='Blocaje'/><author><name>Carmen.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693672755715168227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Emf_bE6VlfI/TcgoUOui1YI/AAAAAAAAACk/t5-aeWyTopY/s220/tumblr_lkiauy18RX1qiygrgo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3071130882561384729.post-1694781177333181907</id><published>2010-09-15T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T11:11:49.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trece.</title><content type='html'>peTrece timpul pe langa noi.&lt;br /&gt;Nu avem ce sa facem ca sa il putem opri.&lt;br /&gt;Alergam odata cu el sperand ca odata si odata o sa putem sa ,,facem cunostinta''.&lt;br /&gt;Cale lunga,mult prea lunga.&lt;br /&gt;Fiecare lucru care incepe se termina.Sec.Ca o...punga de chipsuri.Pe jumatate goala.Ca na nu-i lasa inima sa o puna plina.Da asta e alta poveste.&lt;br /&gt;Si daca tot se termina si nu apucam sa profitam prea mult de acel anume lucru doare.Doare?Mda.Poate.Poate nu.De ce sa nu doara? Pentru ca daca te saturi pana peste cap de acea chestie pui tu capat.Si doare.Totusi doare.Dupa.Atunci cand ti-ai dat seama ca ai gresit si iti pare rau.&lt;br /&gt;Nu are sens.Nimic nu are sens.&lt;br /&gt;Oare daca am folosi metoda reducerii la absurd ne-am da seama cat de absurzi suntem toti?&lt;br /&gt;Te simti pregatit sa fasi pasi grabiti inainte de a sti ca sub tine e sa vedem O gura de canalizare si pici in ea si te murdaresti?&lt;br /&gt;Evident da.Cam asta e oriunde.Peste tot sunt canalizari.Nu poate nega nimeni asta nu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mereu se intampla asa.Si daca nu mereu aproape tot timpul.Nu poti sa spui ca nu ai regretat vreodata ce ai facut.Si totusi prea tarziu.Regretele sunt facute pentru pierdere de timp.Nu ai asa ceva.Nu ai timp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce sa mai regreti ma atunci cand tu gresesti?Degeaba.Ranesti sau esti ranit tot degeaba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiecare chestie e degeaba.&lt;br /&gt;Viata e facuta sa suferi sa te bucuri sa imparti dragoste.Mda.Atunci cand faci asta cum trebuie si cand trebuie e foarte ok.&lt;br /&gt;Daca nu faci...Problema ta....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3071130882561384729-1694781177333181907?l=a-beratii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/feeds/1694781177333181907/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/09/trece.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/1694781177333181907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/1694781177333181907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/09/trece.html' title='Trece.'/><author><name>Carmen.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693672755715168227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Emf_bE6VlfI/TcgoUOui1YI/AAAAAAAAACk/t5-aeWyTopY/s220/tumblr_lkiauy18RX1qiygrgo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3071130882561384729.post-6252723475107813454</id><published>2010-09-10T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T03:06:10.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Azi e vineri?!</title><content type='html'>Cea mai ciudata dimineata dintr-o vara care a schimbat multe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azi e vineri.Fara sa punem la socoteala week-end'ul e cam ultima zi de vacanta.&lt;br /&gt;Ceva planuri pentru astazi?Hmm.Nu.De ce?Pentru ca, ca de obicei n-am cu cine.Cand spun ca nu am cu cine nu spun nimeni spun o anume persoana. &lt;br /&gt;O sa stau sa lenevesc sa pierd timpul din ultima zi?Poate...Oricum alta treaba mai buna nu am de facut.&lt;br /&gt;Inafara de chestiile astea ce sa spun.Spun ca ar trebui sa vad cam cum am petrecut vacanta si cam ce chestii noi s-au intamplat asa...inainte de ,,nouuul incepuuuttt''.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recunosc a fost ciudat.Vara asta a inceput cam ca un vis urat.Intamplarile de la inceputul acesteia si ploaile alea care tineau saptamani dadeau semne ca va fi o vara urata.Ei bine sa spunem ca nu a fost asa.&lt;br /&gt;A fost o vara ... NOUA.O vara care m-a schimbat si m-a pregatit pentru ceva mai NOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am cateva amintiri pe care le pun in rama.Cele 2 zile din acea spatamana la mare oarecum departe de casa...cu o anume persoana care sta la cca 5 ore distanta...Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;Prietenii noi si cei vechi care ma rog s-au dovedit a fi nu ceea ce ma asteptam sa fie ci mai degraba exact opusul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zilele alea in care stateam si toceam asfaltul cu orele au cam luat sfarsit prin iunie la inceput.Motive motive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vara asta am invatat sa impart oamenii in cei care tin la mine si cei care ma urasc.&lt;br /&gt;Nu-i invinovatesc am fost acuzata de multe vara asta desi unii au spus ceau spus ori de nervi ori din dragoste pentru anume persoane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu ma mai deranjeaza.Cine spune spune cu un motiv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vara ciudata.Ultima zi same.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3071130882561384729-6252723475107813454?l=a-beratii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/feeds/6252723475107813454/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/09/azi-e-vineri.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/6252723475107813454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/6252723475107813454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/09/azi-e-vineri.html' title='Azi e vineri?!'/><author><name>Carmen.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693672755715168227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Emf_bE6VlfI/TcgoUOui1YI/AAAAAAAAACk/t5-aeWyTopY/s220/tumblr_lkiauy18RX1qiygrgo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3071130882561384729.post-6135996117259096716</id><published>2010-09-02T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T13:05:58.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ce zici tu maaa?</title><content type='html'>E hai nu serios?!&lt;br /&gt;Ma ,,ma lasi'' cu talentele astea ale tale?&lt;br /&gt;Serios acum.Crezi ca daca ai o persoana in plus esti mare vedeta si esti mai nu stiu cum sau nu stiu ce?&lt;br /&gt;Nu esti ma.Uite ca nu esti.Nu o sa fii niciodata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deia numai e iarba verde ca te simti tu vedeta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stii ce ,,pisi'' lasa-ne cu figurile astea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pui lumea sa vorbeasca pentru tine?Da ce ,,pisi'' esti cumva muta?&lt;br /&gt;Fa un efort si vorbeste singura daca ai ceva de spus nu ai slugi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Folosesti o persoana ca si cum ar fi obiectul tau de uz personal.Si dupa ce se strica ce faci ma ,,pisi'' il arunci?&lt;br /&gt;Da bineinteles ca il arunci doar nu pastrezi tu gunoaie ,,pisi''.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tie iti e greu pisii da si mie mi-e greu sa iti inghit tie vorbitorii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nici nu stii ce greu e.&lt;br /&gt;Atac la adresa ta Draga?Nu.Eu nu atac eu ripostez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisi daca tot te crezi tu asa de originalaaa pisii cautati cuvinte si spune daca ai ceva ,,pe sufleteluuu''ala a tau de copil Tant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oameni nu's obiecte draga mea.Si tu esti om pisii si din cate stiu nu iti place sa ti se dea ordine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3071130882561384729-6135996117259096716?l=a-beratii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/feeds/6135996117259096716/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/09/ce-zici-tu-maaa.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/6135996117259096716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/6135996117259096716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/09/ce-zici-tu-maaa.html' title='Ce zici tu maaa?'/><author><name>Carmen.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693672755715168227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Emf_bE6VlfI/TcgoUOui1YI/AAAAAAAAACk/t5-aeWyTopY/s220/tumblr_lkiauy18RX1qiygrgo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3071130882561384729.post-2814493530992722386</id><published>2010-08-23T13:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T03:09:14.349-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singuratate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prieteni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iubire'/><title type='text'>Prietenii nu se cumpara de la super market</title><content type='html'>Hmm poi sa vedem am fost plecata la mare mda.&lt;br /&gt;La mareee.Wowww.Aiurea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am avut o saptamana la dispozitie sa ma gandesc la cine sunt cum sunt si ce scop am eu in viata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunt defapt numai sunt eram ...am fost?Am fost,am fostt.Am fost eu aia mica si saritoare mereu.Sunt...nu stiu sunt acum melancolica?Pierd timpul pretiossss care mi-a mai ramas din vacanta.Si ce?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cum sunt eu?&lt;br /&gt;Cum m-a lasat mama cand m-a nascut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce scop am?&lt;br /&gt;Sa scap de starea asta de moleseala si sa revin ,,naibii'' la viata odata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu am indeplinit chestia asta desi incerc inca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oricum eu...eu sunt recunoscatoare ca mai am un numar de X prieteni care desi nu stiu poate le-am gresit,poate le-am vorbit urat mi-au ramas alaturi si ma sprijina cand am nevoie.&lt;br /&gt;Prietenii astia nu se cumpara.&lt;br /&gt;Nu se gasesc asa oriunde.&lt;br /&gt;Sunt prieteni pe care ii cunosc de N timp si care in ciuda intamplarilor au fost si sunt ,,ai mei''.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A doua familie poate.Sau a 3a.Sau cine stie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mereu e cineva care este acolo pentru tine.E facut sa iti fie prieten indiferent de cum te vezi tu sau cum te vad altii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tin sa pun conversatia asta aici.&lt;br /&gt;Mda Cherry.Alt om care este langa mine cand am nevoie si care imi deschide ochii cand sunt prea cufundata in ganduri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;,,C.|-|.3.R.R.`/ R.R.Y: cu claudiu si cookie teai certat?&lt;br /&gt;иícolє иεcяσpнσвíα :]: nu&lt;br /&gt;иícolє иεcяσpнσвíα :]: &lt;br /&gt;иícolє иεcяσpнσвíα :]: niciodata no sa ma cert cu ei&lt;br /&gt;иícolє иεcяσpнσвíα :]: ^^&lt;br /&gt;C.|-|.3.R.R.`/ R.R.Y: asa&lt;br /&gt;иícolє иεcяσpнσвíα :]: &lt;br /&gt;иícolє иεcяσpнσвíα :]: ^^&lt;br /&gt;C.|-|.3.R.R.`/ R.R.Y: ba da chiar de vreo luna nu team mai vazut&lt;br /&gt;C.|-|.3.R.R.`/ R.R.Y: &lt;br /&gt;иícolє иεcяσpнσвíα :]: &lt;br /&gt;иícolє иεcяσpнσвíα :]: defapt&lt;br /&gt;иícolє иεcяσpнσвíα :]: de o saptamana&lt;br /&gt;иícolє иεcяσpнσвíα :]: si ceva&lt;br /&gt;иícolє иεcяσpнσвíα :]: &lt;br /&gt;C.|-|.3.R.R.`/ R.R.Y: a da?&lt;br /&gt;C.|-|.3.R.R.`/ R.R.Y:      ''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pai da.&lt;br /&gt;Trece timpul asta e ... pare mai mult decat este si este mai putin decat pare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cookie si Claudiu?&lt;br /&gt;Ei cei doi speciali.&lt;br /&gt;DA.&lt;br /&gt;Sunt prietenii pe care ii poate dori oricine.Nu toti ii au.Cine ii are si nu stie sa ii pretuiasca ii pierd si e pacat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indiferent de vreme,situatie sau orice de genu' asta ei sunt disponibili.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avem nevoie de prietenii.&lt;br /&gt;Chiar daca preferam sa fim singuri o perioada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3071130882561384729-2814493530992722386?l=a-beratii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/feeds/2814493530992722386/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/08/prietenii-nu-se-cumpara-de-la-super.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/2814493530992722386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/2814493530992722386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/08/prietenii-nu-se-cumpara-de-la-super.html' title='Prietenii nu se cumpara de la super market'/><author><name>Carmen.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693672755715168227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Emf_bE6VlfI/TcgoUOui1YI/AAAAAAAAACk/t5-aeWyTopY/s220/tumblr_lkiauy18RX1qiygrgo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3071130882561384729.post-5605341692268425849</id><published>2010-08-11T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T11:56:51.804-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scrisoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cele mai bune prietene'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prieteni'/><title type='text'>Scrisoare catre cea mai buna prietena</title><content type='html'>Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu cu ce sa incep...&lt;br /&gt;Sunt atatea de spus...timp avem dar...sunt totusi prea multe de spus.&lt;br /&gt;Cuvintele simple nu descriu sentimente mai degraba stari.&lt;br /&gt;Oricum...&lt;br /&gt;Au trecut cam 3 luni aproape a trecut vacanta.&lt;br /&gt;In 3 luni s-au intamplat atatea lucruri...prea multe lucruri...&lt;br /&gt;Desi cand ai plecat din tara nu ai spus maca PA si am fost suparata pe tine,imi lipsesti enorm.&lt;br /&gt;Tu ai fost mereu langa mine indiferent de ce s-a intamplat.Chiar daca am tipat la tine,chiar daca ne-am certat ai fost mereu o sora,o prietena si uneori o mama pentru mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cand am plans mi-ai sters lacrimile.Cand aveam probleme mereu stiai cum sa ma inveselesti si sa ma ajuti sa le rezolv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cum am mai spus am atatea sa-ti spun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dupa chestiile care mi-au dat batai de cap in ultimul timp...simt ca am nevoie de tine.Pur si simplu esti ceva esential,ceva de care nu ma pot lipsi,ceva de care am mereu nevoie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desi ies afara,rar ce e drept ...nu e la fel cum era cu tine.Imi lipseste starea aia pe care o aveam acum ceva timp,imi lipsesc noptile nedormite,imi lipsesc repetitiile cu tine,imi lipsesc atatea lucruri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunt ca o cutie goala.Lasata in ploaie,soare,ninsoare orice vrei tu sa crezi.&lt;br /&gt;Pe afara este lumina dar inauntru,e culoare de nimic,este intuneric si ...atat?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ca si cum cineva a rupt din mine si a plecat.Fara nimic in plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a luat o parte din corp si a plecat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pot si acum sa imi amintesc zilele cand ieseam cu tine afara.&lt;br /&gt;Desi soare,ploaie,vant orice stiai sa faci zilele sa para mai senine.&lt;br /&gt;Noptile alea cand nu dormeam ori vorbeam cate 3-4 ore la telefon.&lt;br /&gt;Cum plangeam si cum ma consolai si eu la randul meu faceam acelasi lucru...&lt;br /&gt;Zilele alea plictisitoare de scoala in care desenam in ore si ca sa nu imi zica profii ceva doar mie faceai acelasi lucru.&lt;br /&gt;Si sigur nu voi uita de ziua in care ne-am imbracat in rochiile alea identice si ti-ai pus si tu genunchera ca sa nu ma simt eu ciudat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desi erai cum erai ... esti tot Alexa mea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si chiar daca pentru un corp asa mic sunt ,,prea mare'' si sunt prea nu stiu cum sa stii ca tot ,,Pitica nebuna'' raman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Postarea asta a fost ceva din suflet pentru ca ...ea chiar imi lipseste si pentru ca toate momentele petrecute cu ea nu mi le poate lua nimeni.&lt;br /&gt;Multumesc ca de obicei celor care m-au intrebat daca mai postez sau chestii deastea.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com?ref=21lo4td" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/21lo4td.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3071130882561384729-5605341692268425849?l=a-beratii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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diferit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artistii se pierd in umbre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De pe scaunul meu numarul 15 din al 3-lea rand am privit totul din alta perspectiva.Nu artist.Un simplu om venit sa priveasca ceva ce n-a mai vazut.Sau a vazut si i-a placut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu unde ma gandeam pentru ca tot ce auzeam era doar muzica si tot ce vedeam era defapt nu ceea ce era acolo ci ceea ce a fost demult.&lt;br /&gt;Era sirul anilor care au trecut,anii in care am dansat pe scena aceea era un film vechi alb-negru in care distingeam doar figurile cunoscute ale fostilor colegi.&lt;br /&gt;Rulau in mintea mea amintirile emotiilor de dinaintea spectacolului,fuga prin culise,profesoara mea tipand la nu stiu ce colega ca nu are costumatia potrivita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parca imi este dor de acele momente.Defapt da,imi este dor.As da orice sa mai simt odata emotiile primului dans pe poante pe care l-am facut,emotiile pe care le aveam cand toata lumea se uita,reflectoarele acelea cu lumini orbitoare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De jos din sala era un spectacol.Sus pe scena si in culise era munca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(multumesc inca odata celor care m-au intrebat daca am mai postat sau nu si care m-au incurajat.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3071130882561384729-8758887572489222129?l=a-beratii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/feeds/8758887572489222129/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/08/revenire.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/8758887572489222129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/8758887572489222129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/08/revenire.html' title='Rol de spectator.'/><author><name>Carmen.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693672755715168227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Emf_bE6VlfI/TcgoUOui1YI/AAAAAAAAACk/t5-aeWyTopY/s220/tumblr_lkiauy18RX1qiygrgo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3071130882561384729.post-944512831184796927</id><published>2010-07-27T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T12:35:15.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hai s-o lasam balta.</title><content type='html'>Tu stii.&lt;br /&gt;Da tu.&lt;br /&gt;Ai aflat si tu acum,abea acum in cele din urma ca gresesti?&lt;br /&gt;Ti-ai dat intr-un final seama ca nu e bine ce faci si ca nu trebuie?&lt;br /&gt;Poate.&lt;br /&gt;Sau ma bine zis sper.Nu ca mi-ar pasa mie de ce faci,spui,incerci tu ci de ce cred,spera si vor altii de la tine.&lt;br /&gt;Nu ai ranit o peroana sau doua sau trei.I-ai facut pe o gramda sa te urasca si degeaba.&lt;br /&gt;Zi-mi si mie te simti tu mai bine daca te urasc?&lt;br /&gt;Crede-ma.Nu te simti deloc bine.Hai gata.Nu minti.Nu spune nimic.E timpul sa taci si sa te gandesti doar la ce iti spun eu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu oi fi eu D-zeu sau mai stiu eu cine dar am destula minte sa stiu ca daca ti-ai cere scuze ai fi mai bine vazut/a de oameni.Prietenii tai au ramas langa tine chiar daca i-ai indepartat tu.Tu cauti in altii ceea ce ai pierdut din vina ta.&lt;br /&gt;Nu mi se pare doar mie ca tu te-ai schimbat au vazut asta multe persoane si sunt sigura ca si tu ai vazut asta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iti pierzi timpul incercand sa gasesti ceva ce numai la o persoana gasesti.Nu defapt nu la o persoana la multe alte persoane pe care le-ai indepartat pentru ce? Spune-mi si mie pentru ce?Ca sa le arati altora ca poti sa te schimbi usor?&lt;br /&gt;Nu ma nu.Am spus nu si gata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu te-ai schimbat in rau.Prietenii tai sunt falsuri.Poate unii nici nu te considera prietena cu ei da' ai dreptate staiii cine sunt eu sa comentez?A?Ar fi mai bine sa nu spun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu's mama ta;nu's nici sora ta;nu's nimeni apropiat de tine sunt doar o ,,presupusa prietena a ta'' si cred ca totusi am dreptate.In presupusa asta care e aici in spatele randurilor;printre randuri si in randuri ai gasit candva o prietena buna.Si ai gasi-o si acum daca ti-ai cere scuze si ti-ai reveni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu ii place lumii de tine?Sa se schimbe aia care nu te plac nu tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu ai decat sa faci ce vrei.Nu-mi pasa.Dar macar acum ai la ce sa te gandesti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Postarea asta e ca sa ii aminteasca cuiva ce este acum si ce a fost candva.Nu am postat cateva zile pentru ca nu am fost acasa eh oricum.Multumesc celor care m-au intrebat pe messenger daca am mai postat sau daca o sa postez^__^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/vintage%20background" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i936.photobucket.com/albums/ad202/belladancelover/111.gif" border="0" alt="vintage photography background Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3071130882561384729-944512831184796927?l=a-beratii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/feeds/944512831184796927/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/07/hai-s-o-lasam-balta.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/944512831184796927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/944512831184796927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/07/hai-s-o-lasam-balta.html' title='Hai s-o lasam balta.'/><author><name>Carmen.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693672755715168227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Emf_bE6VlfI/TcgoUOui1YI/AAAAAAAAACk/t5-aeWyTopY/s220/tumblr_lkiauy18RX1qiygrgo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3071130882561384729.post-4508236189155638693</id><published>2010-07-22T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T03:54:38.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Necesitati.</title><content type='html'>Am nevoie cam de asta de asta si de aia.&lt;br /&gt;Nu stai stai nu aia nu poate cealalta.&lt;br /&gt;Staii daca o iau pe cealalta no sa mai incapa asta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stiu o sa iau o geanta mai mare.&lt;br /&gt;Asa bun.Asta,asta,aia,cealalta si cam atat.&lt;br /&gt;Sunt prea putineee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am nevoie de multe.Prea multe.&lt;br /&gt;O sa le iau pe rand si o sa vad la ce le folosesc ca sa stiu daca le mai car dupa mine.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N-o sa ma nevoie de asta.&lt;br /&gt;Asta e o tampenie.&lt;br /&gt;Pe asta trebuie sa o iau am nevoie de ea.&lt;br /&gt;Aia e cam mare si cam grea mai bine o las acasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bun,bun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gata si bagaju meu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acum sa vedem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biletul de vapor il cumpar din port.Cel de maxi-taxi de la sofer.&lt;br /&gt;Verificate si astea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O nu.&lt;br /&gt;Era sa uit gata l-am pus.Ce poti sa faci la mare fara costum de baie?&lt;br /&gt;Nimic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toate sunt pregatite numai eu nu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce mi-ar trebui?&lt;br /&gt;Ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un ice coffe.Nu nu unu mai multe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acum sunt si eu pregatita de plecare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mareeee vin!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3071130882561384729-4508236189155638693?l=a-beratii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/feeds/4508236189155638693/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/07/necesitati.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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ti-am spus .</title><content type='html'>Asta mi-a spus cineva.&lt;br /&gt;Regreta ca i-a spus cuiva te iubesc.&lt;br /&gt;Regreta ca fiecare lucru pe care il facea in apropierea ei il facea sa tina din ce in ce mai mult la ea si in cele din urma sa-i spuna ce simte pentru ea si sa se schimbe radical situatia lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regreta ca a dat voce sentimentelor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uneori e mai bine sa tii in tine.Dar nu fara sa spui nimanui.Spune-i cuiva care consideri tu ca iti este prieten dar sa nu te inseli.Daca persoana ti-a dovedit ca iti poate tine un secret fii sigur ca ii poti spune si asta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asa am fost educati.Sa spune exact ce vrem.Dar nu mereu primim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu e mereu perfect cum ne imaginam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu facem nici 2 bani in fata cuiva caruia nu-i pasa.&lt;br /&gt;Nu ti-ar pasa nici daca cel care te iubeste cu adevarat ar fi in stare sa se arunce de pe un bloc cu 24 de etaje si sa strige TE IUBESC! apoi sa moara?&lt;br /&gt;De ce iti pasa tie?De cineva care te minte sau de cine tine la tine cu adevarat?&lt;br /&gt;Nu da cu picioru.Mai bine renunta.Ceea ce ne dorim nu e tot timpul ceea ce avem nevoie.&lt;br /&gt;Iubeste persoana care te iubeste si nimic mai mult de atat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/fake%20love" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i712.photobucket.com/albums/ww121/savaynay0001/M5i2XO58Jfyf4wuhk1q6yqPco1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="Fake Love Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3071130882561384729-6653415576208925155?l=a-beratii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/feeds/6653415576208925155/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/07/regret-ca-tiam-spus.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/6653415576208925155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/6653415576208925155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/07/regret-ca-tiam-spus.html' title='Regret ca ti-am spus .'/><author><name>Carmen.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693672755715168227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Emf_bE6VlfI/TcgoUOui1YI/AAAAAAAAACk/t5-aeWyTopY/s220/tumblr_lkiauy18RX1qiygrgo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3071130882561384729.post-489271022456017956</id><published>2010-07-18T06:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T00:34:03.689-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vise'/><title type='text'>Am trait prea putin.Am visat prea mult.</title><content type='html'>Nu am trait pana acum ca sa visam tot timplul.&lt;br /&gt;Am visat ca traim visandu-ne viata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niciodata perfecta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niciodata la fel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa continui sa visezi?&lt;br /&gt;In cel mai rau caz sa continui sa traiesc in vise nu sa visez ca traiesti.&lt;br /&gt;Am gresit cand am avut increre in vocile alea crude,stidente,voci guturale insetate de sange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu am gresit contiunandu-mi drumul si lasand in spate tot?Nu.&lt;br /&gt;Si daca am gresit ce?!Am dreptul sa invat din greseli.Am dreptul sa-mi traiesc visele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ce am gasit la tine?sau ce gasesti tu la mine?&lt;br /&gt;-Ceea ce eu gasesc uneori privind noaptea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/summer%20love" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i451.photobucket.com/albums/qq238/sarahmariew/Summer_Love_by_homigl145.jpg" border="0" alt="love Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3071130882561384729-489271022456017956?l=a-beratii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/feeds/489271022456017956/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/07/am-trait-prea-putinam-visat-prea-mult.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/489271022456017956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/489271022456017956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/07/am-trait-prea-putinam-visat-prea-mult.html' title='Am trait prea putin.Am visat prea mult.'/><author><name>Carmen.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693672755715168227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Emf_bE6VlfI/TcgoUOui1YI/AAAAAAAAACk/t5-aeWyTopY/s220/tumblr_lkiauy18RX1qiygrgo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3071130882561384729.post-1680875711654289314</id><published>2010-07-16T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T13:03:26.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nici mort,nici viu.Prezent.</title><content type='html'>Da,da vorbesc de mine acum.&lt;br /&gt;Bineinteles.&lt;br /&gt;Nu am murit si defapt nu am trait niciodata.Defapt am trait.Acum ceva timp.Daaa traiam fiecare clipa alaturi de cine imi era mai drag.Si acum traiesc in clipele astea.Dar lumea din jur ma lasa rece.Si nu,n-am murit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seara cand se aprind luminile pe strazi intre un intuneric si altul toate cuvintele spuse de cei din jurul meu devin sunetele unei melodii inabusite.Inabusite?!Da,da inabusite de caldura insuportabila de afara.&lt;br /&gt;Si ploaia aia molcoma care unea cerul acela innorat,ma inspira.Ma inspira atat de mult incat uit imediat la ce m-am gandit.Prea multe idei?Sau poate,NICIUNA!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In evidentul drum spre casa dupa o zi la fel de plictisitoare ca fiecare ce trece fara vreun rost,privesc autobuze,tramvaie si masini luminate care trec prin ploaie atat de banal.Daca ati putea vorbi ce-ati spune?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaa.Ati clacsona.Mereu clacsonati nu?E ca si cum jeliti pe cineva pierdut pentru totdeauna.GURA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu vreau sa va mai aud nu ati inteles ca nu-s nici vie nici moarta?! Nu??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Lumina lunii...are si ea rostul ei.Sa ma prost dispuna si aia?!Ahh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Acum poti respira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si totusi nici moarta... Nici vie...&lt;br /&gt;Prezenta.&lt;br /&gt;Ma prezint a fi o adolescenta plictisita.Sictirita.Lipsita de orice vlaga.&lt;br /&gt;Cum ma vad altii?&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu.N-am intrebat pe nimeni.&lt;br /&gt;Parerea parintilor?Preferati sa n-o stiti.&lt;br /&gt;Parerea prietenilor?Habar n-am.Cine ma place ma place asa cum sunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poti sa fii viu si sa fii si mort?Poti sa fii prezent.Asa cam ca mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/high%20speed%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i265.photobucket.com/albums/ii220/deorgiagavis/smashh.jpg" border="0" alt="high speed photography Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3071130882561384729-1680875711654289314?l=a-beratii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/feeds/1680875711654289314/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/07/nici-mortnici-viuprezent.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/1680875711654289314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/1680875711654289314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/07/nici-mortnici-viuprezent.html' title='Nici mort,nici viu.Prezent.'/><author><name>Carmen.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693672755715168227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Emf_bE6VlfI/TcgoUOui1YI/AAAAAAAAACk/t5-aeWyTopY/s220/tumblr_lkiauy18RX1qiygrgo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3071130882561384729.post-4019791975460318145</id><published>2010-07-15T23:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T03:45:53.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>M-am intors cu spatele si am mers mai departe.</title><content type='html'>Da dupa aproximativ o saptamana cineva mi-a spus sa postez din nou.Dar nu stiam efectiv ce.Am cautat inspiratia peste tot.In oameni,animale,lucruri pana si in gesturile marunte,in muzica,in poze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In cele din urma 2 persoane pe care nu le cunosc m-au impresionat in mod deosebit.Defapt poate cunosc una dintre ele.&lt;br /&gt;Dupa ceva timp de cand sunt impreuna n-au uitat sa isi spuna te iubesc.Ei isi demonstreaza dragostea mereu.Ei nu uita unul de celalalt.La ei ,,stii nici dragostea dupa un timp numai e ca-n prima zi'' nu functioneaza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/summer" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i806.photobucket.com/albums/yy348/me4ever_13/Decorated%20images/4.png" border="0" alt="summer Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pentru ei iubirea e iubire si asta va fi mereu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In ochii lor stralucirea aia de ,,IUBESC SI SUNT IUBIT/A'' se vede proeminent.&lt;br /&gt;Aceeasi stralucire de foarte mult timp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunt deosebiti fata de ceilalti ,,indragostiti'' care la un moment dat isi pierd sentimentele,le ratacesc,se inseala sau mai stiu eu ce.El este doar pentru ea si ea doar pentru el.Nimic mai mult de atat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3071130882561384729-4019791975460318145?l=a-beratii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/feeds/4019791975460318145/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/07/m-am-intors-cu-spatele-si-am-mers-mai.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/4019791975460318145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/4019791975460318145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/07/m-am-intors-cu-spatele-si-am-mers-mai.html' title='M-am intors cu spatele si am mers mai departe.'/><author><name>Carmen.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693672755715168227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Emf_bE6VlfI/TcgoUOui1YI/AAAAAAAAACk/t5-aeWyTopY/s220/tumblr_lkiauy18RX1qiygrgo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i806.photobucket.com/albums/yy348/me4ever_13/Decorated%20images/th_4.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3071130882561384729.post-7655580369719824972</id><published>2010-07-10T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T13:15:34.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunete.</title><content type='html'>Ha?&lt;br /&gt;Ce?&lt;br /&gt;A...e ora 11 deja?&lt;br /&gt;A...Iar ploua ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da,da spun de cateva zile incoace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu m-ar deranja daca ar ploua pur si simplu.Dar de la ploaia asta zilnica numai ,,apuc'' sa dau pe afara.&lt;br /&gt;Nu ca as avea ceva de facut foarte important poate un singur lucru dar ... oricum.E si frig.Nu zici ca este luna iulie.Jur ca nu pare.Pare mai degraba un Octombrie tarziu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intoarsa totusi dintr-un loc cu multaaa apa unde a plouat bineinteles timp de 2 saptamani cu vreo 3-4 zile insorite am dat si aici de ploaie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu auzi nimic aici decat:&lt;br /&gt;masini care claxoneaza pe la ora 7 dimineata;ploaia care bate in geam si foarte rar telefonul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunetele astea ma dispera efectiv.Mai putin telefonul pentru ca in ultimul timp suna din ce in ce mai rar.Cateodata mai suna cu un mesaj legat de credit sau cineva care vrea numarul cuiva...sau o persoana care sta departe.Si repet foarte rar si chestia asta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De ce se gaseste cate un ,,bou'' sa clacsoneze la ora 7? &lt;br /&gt;Nu poate sa coboare din masina sa urce si el cateva etaje sau sa mearga 2-3 pasi ?&lt;br /&gt;Nu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si vesnica ploaiee.&lt;br /&gt;Ca' deabea seara pe la 7-8 se opreste atunci poti sa iesi peafara.Dar unde ,,naibii'' sa te duci cand tot orasu e ud.&lt;br /&gt;Stai pe strada cu altii nefericiti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si asa pierzi zile din vacanta.&lt;br /&gt;Si trec o saptana,doua,trei,o luna ,doua,trei si se duce si vacanta.&lt;br /&gt;Dupa o vara ,,plouata'' ce urmeaza?O toamna insorita cu sezon special la mare?!&lt;br /&gt;Nu urmeaza o toamna mai ,,plouata'' ca vara ce tocmai a trecut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/summer%20rain" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i453.photobucket.com/albums/qq260/muajahi/parke_summer-rain.jpg" border="0" alt="c&amp;amp;oacute; ai p&amp;amp;iacute;a cu&amp;amp;#7889;i &amp;amp;#273;&amp;amp;#432;&amp;amp;#7901;ng Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3071130882561384729-7655580369719824972?l=a-beratii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/feeds/7655580369719824972/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/07/sunete.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/7655580369719824972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/7655580369719824972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/07/sunete.html' title='Sunete.'/><author><name>Carmen.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693672755715168227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Emf_bE6VlfI/TcgoUOui1YI/AAAAAAAAACk/t5-aeWyTopY/s220/tumblr_lkiauy18RX1qiygrgo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3071130882561384729.post-3407224029786517158</id><published>2010-07-09T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T23:33:25.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Noi fabricam idei.</title><content type='html'>Na ca am ramas si in pana de idei.&lt;br /&gt;Si acum ce facem?Colectam. Cate putin din fiecare:&lt;br /&gt;-1 bucata entuziasm&lt;br /&gt;-1 bucata optimism&lt;br /&gt;-1 bucata ambitie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/photography%20chocolate" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i608.photobucket.com/albums/tt164/MysTeRious_GiRL_x3/SweeTs%20-%20LoveLy%20ChocoLate%20etc/L1CAU5GC99CA318A2RCA4TGWSMCAMBECFPC.jpg" border="0" alt="StrawBeRRy Ice cReam Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-1 bucata de ciocolata ca sa fie treaba mai dulce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cum se prepara aceasta reteta de succes mondial?&lt;br /&gt;Iata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calatoresti online cu mouse-ul pana dai de prima bucata de idee.&lt;br /&gt;Se amesteca bine cu optimismul pana substanta devine omogena.Daca prima incercare nu merge este ok.Incearca si a 2-a oara ca' doar desta ai ambitia la indemana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dupa ce ideea este completa o asterni pe hartie si incepi sa schimbi si sa tai ce e imperfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cand consideri ca ai terminat si dai de gustul dorintei de mai mult baga ideea la cuptor si asteapta sa se coaca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In cele din urma a rezultat o propozitie/un desen/o rima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dupa atata efort meriti si ciocolata aia nu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/chocolate" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i680.photobucket.com/albums/vv166/ummieyna/DSC09989.jpg" border="0" alt="Faux Chocolate Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3071130882561384729-3407224029786517158?l=a-beratii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/feeds/3407224029786517158/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/07/noi-fabracam-idei.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/3407224029786517158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/3407224029786517158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/07/noi-fabracam-idei.html' title='Noi fabricam idei.'/><author><name>Carmen.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693672755715168227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Emf_bE6VlfI/TcgoUOui1YI/AAAAAAAAACk/t5-aeWyTopY/s220/tumblr_lkiauy18RX1qiygrgo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i608.photobucket.com/albums/tt164/MysTeRious_GiRL_x3/SweeTs%20-%20LoveLy%20ChocoLate%20etc/th_L1CAU5GC99CA318A2RCA4TGWSMCAMBECFPC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3071130882561384729.post-6898905974584635927</id><published>2010-07-07T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T12:31:00.950-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texte triste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tristete'/><title type='text'>Involuntar.</title><content type='html'>Si se intampla din nou.&lt;br /&gt;De ce gresesc asa de des??&lt;br /&gt;Nici o saptamana nu a trecut sau a trecut?...&lt;br /&gt;Si cica prietenii sunt acolo ca sa te sustina nu sa-ti infiga cutite prin spate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu pot sa mai am incredere decat in persoanele care mi-au demonstrat ca ma iubesc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traiesc intr-o continua terapie inversa.&lt;br /&gt;-Gandestete. Nu am voie-&lt;br /&gt;-Pastreaza. Nu am voie-&lt;br /&gt;-Iubeste. E interzis!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cum sa poti sa mai gandesti ceva bun cand toate lucrurile astea iti sunt atat de efemere?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De acum lumea va fi plina de cutii.&lt;br /&gt;Cutii in care vor fi izolate persoane.&lt;br /&gt;Persoanele la care eu tin cel mai mult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si tot de acum lumea va sta la 10 metri de mine sau sub mine.&lt;br /&gt;Ca altfel nu se poate trai in lumea asta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/photography%20sad" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i697.photobucket.com/albums/vv333/BrokenGlassxx/My%20Photography/P1200236touch.jpg" border="0" alt="B119 Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3071130882561384729-6898905974584635927?l=a-beratii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/feeds/6898905974584635927/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/07/involuntar.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/6898905974584635927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/6898905974584635927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/07/involuntar.html' title='Involuntar.'/><author><name>Carmen.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693672755715168227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Emf_bE6VlfI/TcgoUOui1YI/AAAAAAAAACk/t5-aeWyTopY/s220/tumblr_lkiauy18RX1qiygrgo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i697.photobucket.com/albums/vv333/BrokenGlassxx/My%20Photography/th_P1200236touch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3071130882561384729.post-2908387761773610092</id><published>2010-07-07T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T00:59:43.514-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ciudat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diferit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arta'/><title type='text'>Diferit.</title><content type='html'>Suntem uniti prin imposibiltatea de a ne rataci in neintelegeri,de a ne injosi in certuri sau balbaieli de a ne dispretui pe deasupra limitelor sangelui.Si daca tot ne este atat de greu sa ne contrazicem totusi de ce nu suntem de acord? &lt;br /&gt;De ce totusi intre noi este o diferenta mare?&lt;br /&gt;Modul meu de a interpreta lucrurile este total diferit de al tau.Ceea ce tu consideri ceva bine facut mie mi se pare o greseala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si daca incerc sati explic problema mea pentru tine e o aberatie.&lt;br /&gt;Stii foarte bine si tu ca suntem altfel intr-un mod neplacut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E tipic acestui fel de problema.Noi suntem foarte rar de aceeasi parere.&lt;br /&gt;E un paradox contradictoriu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stam cu buzele crispate intr-un efort mut de intelegere,vorbind limbi diferite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i655.photobucket.com/albums/uu275/musicfeverr/Photography/pill.jpg" border="0" alt="Photography Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3071130882561384729-2908387761773610092?l=a-beratii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/feeds/2908387761773610092/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/07/diferit.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/2908387761773610092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/2908387761773610092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/07/diferit.html' title='Diferit.'/><author><name>Carmen.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693672755715168227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Emf_bE6VlfI/TcgoUOui1YI/AAAAAAAAACk/t5-aeWyTopY/s220/tumblr_lkiauy18RX1qiygrgo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i655.photobucket.com/albums/uu275/musicfeverr/Photography/th_pill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3071130882561384729.post-2736891836993809082</id><published>2010-07-01T07:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T00:58:17.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lasam lucrurile sa devina personale</title><content type='html'>Confruntarea cu sentimentul de narcisism.&lt;br /&gt;Nu se aseamana deloc cu acele demonstratii ,,perfecte''.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu suntem perfecti si nici la fel de destepti pe cat ne credem.&lt;br /&gt;A fi autoreflexiv si autocritic are anumite beneficii deoarece te ajuta sa te dezvolti si sa inveti,dar are si anumite efecte secundare negative legate de imposibiltatea de a-ti ierta inevitabilele lipsuri,greseli,esecuri si defecte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avem nevoie de mai multe defecte?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In loc de zig facem zag si tot asa.&lt;br /&gt;Cand a intelege nu e de ajuns e nevoie de mai mult.&lt;br /&gt;Cautam cai de a ne eschiva si nu gasim de cele mai multe ori.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In momente de sinceritate,sau cand am lasat garda jos,toti suntem bantuiti de cei pe care nu am reusit sa-i ajutam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i976.photobucket.com/albums/ae245/x3timeformetofly/Photography%20x3/dfndkljn.jpg" border="0" alt="Photography Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3071130882561384729-2736891836993809082?l=a-beratii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/feeds/2736891836993809082/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/07/lasam-lucrurile-sa-devina-personale.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/2736891836993809082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/2736891836993809082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/07/lasam-lucrurile-sa-devina-personale.html' title='Lasam lucrurile sa devina personale'/><author><name>Carmen.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693672755715168227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Emf_bE6VlfI/TcgoUOui1YI/AAAAAAAAACk/t5-aeWyTopY/s220/tumblr_lkiauy18RX1qiygrgo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i976.photobucket.com/albums/ae245/x3timeformetofly/Photography%20x3/th_dfndkljn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3071130882561384729.post-5913603128721385659</id><published>2010-06-29T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T11:57:02.132-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandii'/><title type='text'>Sandii</title><content type='html'>Poate nu e locul sau maomentul potrivit dar... totusi&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai fost una dintre cele mai bune prietene.Si inca cred ca ai putea fi.&lt;br /&gt;Uite imi pare rau ca am fost cum am fost si chiar nu-mi place ca esti suparata pe mine mai ales ca nu stiu de ce.&lt;br /&gt;Te rog.&lt;br /&gt;Esti foarte importanta pentru mine si desi a sunat aiurea chiar esti.&lt;br /&gt;Tin enorm de mult la tine ca si alte perosane pur si simplu nu are cum sa nu tina cineva la tine.Esti adorabila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inca odata gandeste-te si spune-mi si mie de ce ne-am certat sau de ce te-ai suparat pe mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vreau sa fim iar prietene :o3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te rog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil cup cake&lt;br /&gt;:o3:o3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/purple" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i0006.photobucket.com/albums/0006/findstuff22/Best%20Images/Colors/purple1.jpg" border="0" alt="Purple Color Splash Socks Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3071130882561384729-5913603128721385659?l=a-beratii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/feeds/5913603128721385659/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/06/sandii.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/5913603128721385659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/5913603128721385659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/06/sandii.html' title='Sandii'/><author><name>Carmen.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693672755715168227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Emf_bE6VlfI/TcgoUOui1YI/AAAAAAAAACk/t5-aeWyTopY/s220/tumblr_lkiauy18RX1qiygrgo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3071130882561384729.post-7623628331654627308</id><published>2010-06-28T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T12:02:26.709-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tristete'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Speranta'/><title type='text'>Atunci cand sa speri nu e deajuns</title><content type='html'>A fost prea frumos ca sa fie adevarat.&lt;br /&gt;Mereu se intampla asa...&lt;br /&gt;Si se spune ca atunci cand ramai fara nimic sa speri. Sa speri nu e deajuns.Sau ajungi sa disperi.&lt;br /&gt;Am crezut ca tu fata de ceilalti esti diferit... dar m-am inselat din nou ca de nenumarate ori.&lt;br /&gt;Nu e nimic nou.Doar ca nu ma asteptam ca si tu sa faci chestia asta.&lt;br /&gt;Sau macar de ce nu mi-ai spus.Incetam sa imi mai fac iluzii.Cand cineva m-a avertizat odata nu am vrut sa cred ca esti asa.Dar erai exact cum mi s-a spus.&lt;br /&gt;Ma doare ca m-ai lasat sa ma gandesc la ceva ce nu va fi niciodata ...&lt;br /&gt;NICIODATA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este mereu la fel si intotdeauna se termina asa...&lt;br /&gt;Nu a fost vara in care sa nu mi se intample ceva de genul asta.&lt;br /&gt;Te urasc?...&lt;br /&gt;Sau nu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu am cum sa nu te urasc dar acum te urasc intr-un mod prea bland ...&lt;br /&gt;Am asteptat prea mult.Si m-ai lasat sa astept pentru ce?!&lt;br /&gt;Nu iti inteleg gandirea jur ca n-o inteleg.&lt;br /&gt;Daca o sa inteleg asta vreodata o sa stiu sa numai gresesc cum am gresit acum.&lt;br /&gt;Si ii multumesc din suflet celui care a vrut sa ma opreasca din drum si mi-a spus ce esti tu cu adevarat.Sau mai bine zis cine nu esti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu nu esti persoana de care poate cineva sa se ataseze esti persoana care da sperante apoi le naruie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esti oare atat de rece?...&lt;br /&gt;Atunci lucrurile pe care le spuneai erau minciuni nu-i asa?&lt;br /&gt;Si lucrurile pe care m-ai facut sa le cred erau inventii?&lt;br /&gt;Cu ce te ajuta daca acum sufar?&lt;br /&gt;Obijnuiai sa ma asculti cand aveam o problema desi stiai care era ea si fara sa iti spun.&lt;br /&gt;Iti placea sa ma tachinezi sa ma faci sa spun ceea ce tineam in mine.&lt;br /&gt;Nu-mi vine sa cred ca sunt atat de usor de influentat.&lt;br /&gt;Imi place sa cred ca totul a fost un cosmar.Dar cosmarul asta e atat de adevarat.Nu are cum sa nu fie adevarat.Este adevarat stiu sigur...pentru ca fiecare lacrima pe care am varsat-o degeaba pentru nimic mi se scurgea pe obraz.Au ramas urme.&lt;br /&gt;De ce ai facut asta??Spune de ce??&lt;br /&gt;Chiar iti place sa vezi lumea cum sufera?&lt;br /&gt;Chiar iti place sa lasi lucrurile asa in aer fara sfarsit?&lt;br /&gt;Defapt toate au un sfarsit si sfarsitul unei sperante ca esti diferit s-a risipit chiar astazi.Azi dupa ce cineva pe care o consideram prietena si care nu stiu daca este...mi-a spus ce trebuia sa stiu de mult.&lt;br /&gt;Multumesc ca ai fost sincera si mi-ai deschis ochii.&lt;br /&gt;Dar cu prietenia de 8 ani dintre mine si ,,aleasa ta'' ce se intampla?&lt;br /&gt;Dispare si ea?&lt;br /&gt;Dispare si asta din vina ta??&lt;br /&gt;De ce m-ai adus in starea asta...Si de altfel spui ca nu-ti place cand sunt trista.Ei bine acum nu sunt trista sunt groaznic de deprimata;distrusa si tremur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puteai sa-mi spui mai devreme si nu era asa.Ai preferat sa ma lasi sa plec fara sa-mi spui adevarul.Ai preferat sa ma iei in brate sa-mi spui sa mai stau cand tu defapt nu aveai nici o treaba cu, cuvintele pe care le rosteai.&lt;br /&gt;De ce ai fost asa de nepasator.&lt;br /&gt;Esti sadic? Chiar atat de sadic?&lt;br /&gt;Nu-mi provoci rani pe corp ci pe suflet asta cum se numeste?&lt;br /&gt;............&lt;br /&gt;Ce o sa ramana intre noi?...&lt;br /&gt;un lung sir de amintiri de pe o perioada scurta?......&lt;br /&gt;sau voi putea sa trec peste chestia asta si sa merg mai departe cu capul sus...?&lt;br /&gt;Sa stii ca e prea greu... mult prea greu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________ ... .. .  .  .  .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/sadness" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i533.photobucket.com/albums/ee335/new-slim/Sadness.jpg" border="0" alt="Lovely Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3071130882561384729-7623628331654627308?l=a-beratii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/feeds/7623628331654627308/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/06/atunci-cand-sa-speri-nu-e-deajuns.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/7623628331654627308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/7623628331654627308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/06/atunci-cand-sa-speri-nu-e-deajuns.html' title='Atunci cand sa speri nu e deajuns'/><author><name>Carmen.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693672755715168227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Emf_bE6VlfI/TcgoUOui1YI/AAAAAAAAACk/t5-aeWyTopY/s220/tumblr_lkiauy18RX1qiygrgo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3071130882561384729.post-627856842953199552</id><published>2010-06-20T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T12:04:41.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>,,Fericirea-i la bursa dar nici paia' n-o am!''</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Plictisitor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;E ultima zi in care stau aici si e plictisitor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Si cand ma gandesc ca n-o sa ne mai vedem pana incepe iar scoala.Aiurea prima zi de liceu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Mai aiurea de atat nu se poate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;De ce mama dracu' stai si te gandesti ca n-o sa va mai intalniti toata vara, ca doar nu va taie nimeni capu'... sau poate da?! haaaa....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Dar sigur n-o sa se intample.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Oricum ii ai pe restu.Si asa te scoate din toate starile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Facem ce facem si tot asa ajungem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Ti se tot pare frate ca s-au schimbat lucrurile dar sunt toate la fel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;E la fel de fals ca de fiecare data cand ai crezut ca e real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Cine e mai fals de atat?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Poti trai si fara ei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Mai greu ... dar totusi ... o sa poti trai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Singurul lucru pe care il mai am de zis e...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Vacanta Placuta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Depaaarte de locu asta de rahat si de toti oamenii falsi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/sickness" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb264/saiika_x3/sickness.jpg" border="0" alt="sickness Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3071130882561384729-627856842953199552?l=a-beratii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/feeds/627856842953199552/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/06/fericirea-i-la-bursa-dar-nici-paia-n-o.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/627856842953199552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/627856842953199552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/06/fericirea-i-la-bursa-dar-nici-paia-n-o.html' title=',,Fericirea-i la bursa dar nici paia&apos; n-o am!&apos;&apos;'/><author><name>Carmen.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693672755715168227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Emf_bE6VlfI/TcgoUOui1YI/AAAAAAAAACk/t5-aeWyTopY/s220/tumblr_lkiauy18RX1qiygrgo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3071130882561384729.post-8134664189704671068</id><published>2010-06-07T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T12:07:58.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nimic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;    E complicat sa intelegi nimicul.Dar nimicul este pana la urma ceva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Cand spui nimic te gandesti la o culoare sau la o persoana.Esti legat de nimic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;,,Ai patit ceva?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;  Nu n-am nimic''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Sarcastic spunand n-am nimic.Spui defapt DA AM! Da-ti seama ce!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Nimic are sens de ceva.Ceva ce este un nimic. Nu are nici o logica ca nimic sa fie nimic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Nimic este totul.Viata este un nimic foarte important.Este nimicul in care totul inseamna ceva.Nimic este universul si totusi traim in acest nimic ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Am sa trec peste tot ce a fost in trecut si o sa rezum totul la prezent.Ce va fi in viitor va fi pur si simplu urmare a prezentului si nimic mai mult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;  Nu poate exista viitor fara trecut dar si prezentul va deveni trecut nu-i asa? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;  Nu-i asa ca si viitorul va deveni trecut si prezentul viitor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Sigur ca asa va fi.Trecutul prezentul si viitorul sunt acelasi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Doar ca... nu ne prea dam seama. Fiecare lucru a avun un inceput si s-a sfarsit continuand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Traim intr-un prezent viitor continuu.Nu putem sa depasim un capitol si s-a luam de la inceput desi practic continuu inseamna mereu sau acelasi?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Intr-un mod ciudat spus continuu urmam acelasi ciclu... Iar si iar si iar si defapt un nou inceput e continuarea unui sfarsit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Continuu este altceva pentru ca nu e niciodata o continuare,identica ci poate diferit continu.Si continua sa treaca un viitor devine prezent apoi trecut si tot asa.Dar la un moment dat un viitor va fi schimbat in intregime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Nu va mai fi nimic la fel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Tot se va rezuma la continuarea noului inceput de sfarsit continuu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/simple" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i769.photobucket.com/albums/xx331/squidgebutton/photographs/img001-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Simple Baby Hat Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3071130882561384729-8134664189704671068?l=a-beratii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/feeds/8134664189704671068/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/06/nimic.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/8134664189704671068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/8134664189704671068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/06/nimic.html' title='Nimic'/><author><name>Carmen.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693672755715168227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Emf_bE6VlfI/TcgoUOui1YI/AAAAAAAAACk/t5-aeWyTopY/s220/tumblr_lkiauy18RX1qiygrgo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i769.photobucket.com/albums/xx331/squidgebutton/photographs/th_img001-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3071130882561384729.post-37579411849761472</id><published>2010-06-02T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T12:00:31.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Asa a inceput iar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mi-am descoperit noi prieteni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Poate niciodata nu credeam ca voi putea fi cine sunt acum si datorita lor acum sunt alta!Am invatat sa rad necontrolat pentru ca nimeni nu-mi mai spune opreste-t,stiu acum sa pretuiesc fiecare minut din viata petrecut cu ei;acultandu-i privindu-i;zambindu-le.Stiu acum ca tot ce e frumos si dureaza putin trebuie trait la maxim si tras de coada sa mai ramana.Am aflat cum sa nu vezi viata ca pe un cosmar sau o tragedie ci ca pe o eterna comedie,in care actorii si-au pus costumurile pe dos si joaca sceneta asa cum sunt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stiu sigur acum este            -&gt;Moment de fericire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                               -&gt;Scurta poveste de dragoste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                               -&gt;Prietenie adevarata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                               -&gt;Imbratisare calduroasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                               -&gt;Un salut absent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                               -&gt;Viata de gasca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                               -&gt;Ras colorat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                               -&gt;Lacrimi de fericire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                               -&gt;Plictiseala cu adevarat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Datorita lor vad acum totul colorat nu alb negru.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aud vocile lumii vorbind aiurea si nu ma mai dor cuvintele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stiu sa spun nu si sa numai regret ca fac asta( pana la urma tot trebuie sa spui si NU oricat de tare doare!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nu mai stau si pierd timpul singura acum stau cu ei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ar fi mii de motive pentru care ar trebui sa le multumesc!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ii iubesc ;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://es.tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/w7kj89.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3071130882561384729-37579411849761472?l=a-beratii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/feeds/37579411849761472/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/06/asa-inceput-iar.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/37579411849761472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/37579411849761472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/06/asa-inceput-iar.html' title='Asa a inceput iar'/><author><name>Carmen.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693672755715168227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Emf_bE6VlfI/TcgoUOui1YI/AAAAAAAAACk/t5-aeWyTopY/s220/tumblr_lkiauy18RX1qiygrgo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i46.tinypic.com/w7kj89_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3071130882561384729.post-288927242798437987</id><published>2010-05-29T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T13:42:43.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>N-am sa uit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;      N-am sa uit sa iti strig numele,nu am sa uit micile lucruri care ma faceau sa ma simt mare,nu o sa uit niciodata sa te caut si iti promit ca si disparut tot te voi gasi undeva fie daca ar fi nevoie sa ajung si la capatul lumii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;     Nu am sa uit niciodata cum am inceput!Nu o sa uit ziua in care te-am cunoscut si imi ascundeam privire de tine.Poate si tu le ascundeai sau poate pur si simplu nici tu nu stiai ce vrei. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;     Nu am sa uit sa iti spun sa te intorci.Niciodata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Stii doar ca viata nu e facuta din puf si zambete.Viata e facuta sa fie dura cum a fost si pentru noi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Am regretat am trecut peste si acum regretam iar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;,,Lumea nu e asa cum a promis.''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Nu cer nimic mai mult de la tine decat sa imi spui ca iti este dor! Spune ca iti e dor de ce a fost.Desi nu a fost niciodata asa cum am vrut noi.Vom supravietui sunt sigura.Va fi ca si pana acum tu oricum vrei ramane acelasi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Vei ramane nu?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Poate nu. Dar atunci daca te vei schimba nu voi putea sa te gasesc. Pastreaza macar o farama din iubirea mea cu tine. Atunci cand chiar nu vei mai vrea sa auzi de mine arde-o!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Da-i foc si strange scrumul. Candva iti va fi dor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://es.tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/1z17inq.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3071130882561384729-288927242798437987?l=a-beratii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/feeds/288927242798437987/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/05/n-am-sa-uit.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/288927242798437987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/288927242798437987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/05/n-am-sa-uit.html' title='N-am sa uit'/><author><name>Carmen.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693672755715168227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Emf_bE6VlfI/TcgoUOui1YI/AAAAAAAAACk/t5-aeWyTopY/s220/tumblr_lkiauy18RX1qiygrgo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i46.tinypic.com/1z17inq_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3071130882561384729.post-5676528385025826970</id><published>2010-05-26T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T12:23:40.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Neah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Nu poti tu sa-mi faci treaba mai usoara si sa-mi spui DA!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;E hai te rooog....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Stii ca nu e frumos sa se intample asa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Doar deia ma tot chinui de atata timp sa-ti spun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Oare nu-ti dai seama?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Nu e ca si cum ar fi de azi sau de ieri e de ceva timp si se vede.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;E chiar foarte evident...nu ai timp sa te uiti in ochii mei sau ce?! Doar stau exact langa tine in fata ta te uiti prin mine? Nu sunt facuta din sticla...Nu's geam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Sunt om! Sunt facuta din carne si oase ca si tine... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Doar ca poate spre deosebire de tine un pic mai cu capul pe umeri...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Pe umeri si totusi in nori.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Fa-mi si mie treaba mai usoara si zi DA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/love" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i607.photobucket.com/albums/tt160/emo_rawr_5038/photography1751.jpg" border="0" alt="Love Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3071130882561384729-5676528385025826970?l=a-beratii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/feeds/5676528385025826970/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/05/neah.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/5676528385025826970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/5676528385025826970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/05/neah.html' title='Neah'/><author><name>Carmen.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693672755715168227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Emf_bE6VlfI/TcgoUOui1YI/AAAAAAAAACk/t5-aeWyTopY/s220/tumblr_lkiauy18RX1qiygrgo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3071130882561384729.post-8263656370662803166</id><published>2010-05-22T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T12:39:14.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Vad lumea din jur deformat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;In nimicitatea lor micile mizerii ne fac viata amara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Suntem captivi in mediocritate si un mare val de ipocrizie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Am compus o poezie din mina de creion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~Te-am desenat cu un creion cu varf neascutit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~Te-am colorat in acoarele aproape terminate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~Te-am pus in rama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~Te-am asezat pe perete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~Si-am vazut ca nu respiri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~Te-am scos din rama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~Te-am udat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~S-au imprastiat acoarelele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~S-a sters creionul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;~Si am luat-o de la capat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/color%20pencil" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r212/lordofbasilisk/2242491806_dce343aa68.jpg" border="0" alt="color pencil Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3071130882561384729-8263656370662803166?l=a-beratii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/feeds/8263656370662803166/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/05/little.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/8263656370662803166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/8263656370662803166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/05/little.html' title='Little'/><author><name>Carmen.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693672755715168227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Emf_bE6VlfI/TcgoUOui1YI/AAAAAAAAACk/t5-aeWyTopY/s220/tumblr_lkiauy18RX1qiygrgo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3071130882561384729.post-1063147257321719872</id><published>2010-05-19T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T12:21:46.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vreau</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;                     Imi vreau amintirile inapoi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Vreau tot ce a fost inapoi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;     Vreau copilaria inapoi cu bunele si relele din ea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Amintirile imi vorbesc despre cum a fost odata ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Ma prefac ca nu aud dar mi-e totusi dor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Vroiam sa fiu mare si acum ca sunt vreau copilaria inapoi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Vreau sa ne jucam iar in nisip, sa alergam, sa sarim coarda sa radem, sa desenam, sa scrijelim pe asfalt desene cu creta colorata,sa ne bucuram de fiecare moment liber din timpul zilei,sa nu avem obligatii,sa tipam,sa sarim in balti cand ploua, sa facem prajituri din pamant si apa,sa ne jucam cu mingea,sa spargem cate un geam de la vreo masina,sa ne visam vedete sau staruri de cinema,sa credem ca putem face orice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Vreau toate lucrurile astea inapoi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Acum nu putem sa ne mai jucam in nisip nu putem sa ne jucam cu mingea nu putem sa facem nimic din ce faceam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/children%20game" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g146/SparkySpikes/game.jpg" border="0" alt="children shouldn\'t play with guns Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3071130882561384729-1063147257321719872?l=a-beratii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/feeds/1063147257321719872/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/05/vreau.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/1063147257321719872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/1063147257321719872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/05/vreau.html' title='Vreau'/><author><name>Carmen.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693672755715168227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Emf_bE6VlfI/TcgoUOui1YI/AAAAAAAAACk/t5-aeWyTopY/s220/tumblr_lkiauy18RX1qiygrgo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3071130882561384729.post-1692077999636527619</id><published>2010-05-18T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T10:49:54.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>leave!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lasa ploaia sa cada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lasa vantul sa bata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lasa soarele sa straluceasca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lasa-ma sa visez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lasa-ma sa traiesc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lasa-ma sa plang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lasa-ma sa rad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lasa-ma sa cred ca tot ce zboara se mananca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lasa-ma sa ma joc in nisip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lasa-ma sa fiu copil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lasa-ma sa vad viata ca pe un joc etern.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lasa emotiile deoparte si vino sa dansam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lasa grijile si haide sa visam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lasa tot sa fie cum este si pe mine sa raman ce sunt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lasa viata sa mearga inainte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lasa orele sa treaca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lasa secundele sa se scurga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lasa timpul sa-si urmeze cursul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lasa raurile sa curga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lasa florile sa infloreasca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lasa oamenii sa iubeasca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/rain" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i127.photobucket.com/albums/p160/chris10af/puddle.png" border="0" alt="puddle Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3071130882561384729-1692077999636527619?l=a-beratii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/feeds/1692077999636527619/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/05/leave.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/1692077999636527619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/1692077999636527619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/05/leave.html' title='leave!'/><author><name>Carmen.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693672755715168227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Emf_bE6VlfI/TcgoUOui1YI/AAAAAAAAACk/t5-aeWyTopY/s220/tumblr_lkiauy18RX1qiygrgo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3071130882561384729.post-8171292488590291985</id><published>2010-05-18T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T10:34:36.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am inceput sa traiesc!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;"  lang="RO"&gt;pentru ca eu am murit 14 ani şi am început să  trăiesc în urmă cu un minut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;"  lang="RO"&gt;am avut o moarte  interesantă. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;m-am ciocnit de feţe artificiale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;"  lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;m-am ascuns dupa o cortină densă de ipocrizie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;m-am trezit zambind spunand-&gt;Nu conteaza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;am adormit spunand-&gt;Viseaza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;m-am visat spunand -&gt;Pot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;si am Reusit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;mi-am ascultat inima si am spus-&gt;te iubesc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;m-am uitat in ochii tai si am vazut oglinda unor sentimente si am spus-&gt;iubeste-ma si tu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;am inceput sa traiesc deabea  dupa 14 ani de moarte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;intr-un singur minut am parcurs o viata intreaga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/happy%20life" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i193.photobucket.com/albums/z102/nabi2810/emotion/happy-20.jpg" border="0" alt="life Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3071130882561384729-8171292488590291985?l=a-beratii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/feeds/8171292488590291985/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/05/am-inceput-sa-traiesc.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/8171292488590291985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/8171292488590291985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/05/am-inceput-sa-traiesc.html' title='Am inceput sa traiesc!'/><author><name>Carmen.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693672755715168227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Emf_bE6VlfI/TcgoUOui1YI/AAAAAAAAACk/t5-aeWyTopY/s220/tumblr_lkiauy18RX1qiygrgo1_500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i193.photobucket.com/albums/z102/nabi2810/emotion/th_happy-20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3071130882561384729.post-3060579916345249878</id><published>2010-05-17T12:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T10:31:23.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cimitir de amintiri</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Deja a trecut atata timp. Cand?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Cand s-au dus atatea amintiri?Cand s-au stins atatea copilarii? Cand a trecut prima iubire? Cand am uitat de ea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Nu demult... si totusi am uitat de ea am uitat de fiecare lucru pe care l-am avut in comun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Am uitat cu totii cum a fost prima data cand:am spus prima oara mama;am uitat cand am luat o pensula; un creion sau un stilou in mana;am uitat cand am spus prima data mi-e dor;am uitat cand am spus prima data te iubesc!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Am inviat pentru cateva momente intregul cimitir de amintiri si mi-am revazut fiecare miscare;fiecare cuvant; fiecare sentiment pe care l-am avut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Mi-am amintit cum prima oara cand am pictat am varsat apa de la acoarele pe mine.Mi-am amintit cum scrijeleam fete vesele de copii cu un creion pe foaie si cum am invatat sa scriu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Am continuat si am spus pentru prima data mi-e dor si te iubesc chiar daca poate atunci nu stiam ce inseamna acum am invatat si stiu sa pretuiesc un cuvant la fel de mult ca pe o comoara comoara o vei putea avea inapoi cuvintele nu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Mi-am amintit ce am simtit prima data cand m-am indragostit si am spus :,,Ce copil eram!''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Si as vrea sa uit si chiar de incerc sa ingrop acest lucru reinvie si ma bantuie un :,,Adio!!!'' spus fara sa gandesc unei persoane la care tin enorm de mult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Dupa ce mi-am ingropat inapoi amintirile m-am gandit ca am uitat sa spun ceva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Mai sap o groapa si pun in ea o cutie cu un bilet inauntru pe el scrie ultimul lucru pe care imi amintesc acum ca l-am spus degeaba :,,Imi pare rau!''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/im%20sorry" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i332.photobucket.com/albums/m328/xxcatelizzyxx/im-sorry.gif" border="0" alt="im sorry Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3071130882561384729-3060579916345249878?l=a-beratii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/feeds/3060579916345249878/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/05/cimitir-de-amintiri.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/3060579916345249878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/3060579916345249878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/05/cimitir-de-amintiri.html' title='Cimitir de amintiri'/><author><name>Carmen.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693672755715168227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Emf_bE6VlfI/TcgoUOui1YI/AAAAAAAAACk/t5-aeWyTopY/s220/tumblr_lkiauy18RX1qiygrgo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3071130882561384729.post-5921213161446106751</id><published>2010-05-17T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T10:29:57.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Stiu ca a fost...si poate va mai fi vreodata ceva intre noi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Mi-e dor de atunci eram doar niste copii nu intelegeam ce e iubirea acum ne dam seama ca nu ne putem uita dar stim care sunt sentimentele pe care le avem unul pentru celalalt. Ne e greu sa acceptam ca acum ne aflam pe drumuri total diferite privind inapoi la trecutul pe care poate il vom retrai sau poate nu?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Si daca vom retrai trecutul va fi ca atunci nu? La fel de multa indiferenta si desigur teama...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Teama ca iarasi o sa fim departe unul de celalalt si ne va fi greu si povestea care a fost ...neterminata...se va repeta? Acum ne e prea usor ... imi e frica de indiferenta dintre noi!Desi nu pare te iubesc si o sa-mi fie greu sa renunt la prietenia singuratica care a ramas intre noi.Oricat am incercat sa te uit nu am reusit!Ochii tai caprui sunt pur si simplu imposibil de uitat.Acum cand te vad mi-e greu sa te mai privesc imi e chiar foarte greu! Ti-am facut atat de mult rau ... sper sa ma poti ierta si daca candva vom putea sa trecem peste ce s-a intamplat si sa o luam de la inceput...sunt aici langa tine:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/love" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i634.photobucket.com/albums/uu64/jassi427/20.jpg" border="0" alt="love Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3071130882561384729-5921213161446106751?l=a-beratii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/feeds/5921213161446106751/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/05/for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/5921213161446106751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3071130882561384729/posts/default/5921213161446106751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-beratii.blogspot.com/2010/05/for-you.html' title='For you...'/><author><name>Carmen.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693672755715168227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Emf_bE6VlfI/TcgoUOui1YI/AAAAAAAAACk/t5-aeWyTopY/s220/tumblr_lkiauy18RX1qiygrgo1_500.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
