<?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-8715170676563548398</id><updated>2011-09-29T03:36:09.169+03:00</updated><category term='el'/><category term='infinit'/><category term='ea'/><category term='fericire'/><category term='dragoste'/><category term='perfectiune'/><category term='egalitate'/><category term='sentimente'/><category term='femeie'/><title type='text'>Pentru ca simt....</title><subtitle type='html'>Doar eu si cu mine</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lavinia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07065150631678421604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/TEBINu6dg3I/AAAAAAAAADY/uHnay3azJKY/S220/hjghjggh.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715170676563548398.post-6922152276015991248</id><published>2011-07-21T01:03:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T01:03:47.574+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Schimbare...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Am invatat sa multumesc, sa fiu multumita de ceea ce am, sa iubesc si sa ma bucur ca pot pune punct si sa o iau de la capat. Cred ca am facut-o cu mandrie si iti multumesc tie ca m-ai ridicat si mi-ai spus fara cuvinte ca va fi bine. Desi sper ca nu vei fi un zburator si sper ca vei fi mult mai important decat esti acum, mi-ai pictat zambete si m-au facut sa uit lacrimi pentru trecut. Iti multumesc ca m-ai facut sa merg inainte, sa cred in mine, sa imi continui drumul, sa cresc, sa fiu eu, sa incerc sa imi dau masca jos azi ca sa arat si ca pot fi trista, azi si in culmea fericirii, maine. Iti multumesc ca nu ma judeci desi uneori poti fi si inger si demon, cand iti aud vocea imi creste sufletul si ma despart de tot ceea ce e material fiindca cred ca esti mai spiritual ca cerul. Si ai spulberat cosmaruri cu linii fine si mandrii firave si m-ai lasat ca te visez ca un zburator ce esti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715170676563548398-6922152276015991248?l=lavicat28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/feeds/6922152276015991248/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715170676563548398&amp;postID=6922152276015991248' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/6922152276015991248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/6922152276015991248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/2011/07/schimbare.html' title='Schimbare...'/><author><name>Lavinia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07065150631678421604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/TEBINu6dg3I/AAAAAAAAADY/uHnay3azJKY/S220/hjghjggh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715170676563548398.post-901342137228952440</id><published>2011-07-10T21:01:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T21:01:13.111+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fericire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dragoste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='el'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimente'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='femeie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='egalitate'/><title type='text'>PENTRU EI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Aceasta este o multumire pentru EI...cei care ne respecta pe noi femeile...MULTUMIM! &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Da-mi voie sa fiu eu ceea care are nevoie de protectie si de tine acolo. Da-mi voie sa fiu slaba si sa am nevoie sa ma ridici. Da-mi voie sa fiu eu ceea care are nevoie de minuni si lasa-ma sa fiu fragila. Lasa-ma sa fiu ceea care a fost creata de Dumnezeu ca sa te sprijin si la randul meu sa am un sprijin in tine. Da-mi voie sa NU fiu o fiinta dezavantajata si sa-ti fiu egala. Da-mi voie sa te completez, sa ma las iubita, sa fiu minunata, sa fiu un miracol zi de zi. Da-mi voie sa am principii si sa ma iubesti asa cum sunt, fara sa fiu falsa. Sa ma respecti ca sunt femeie, ca sunt o culoare complementara, ca sunt o lumina, ca sunt o fiinta care te pretuieste si care e mandra de tine zi de zi. Iti multumesc ca ma consideri egala ta, ca ma asculti, ca insemni minuni...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715170676563548398-901342137228952440?l=lavicat28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/feeds/901342137228952440/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715170676563548398&amp;postID=901342137228952440' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/901342137228952440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/901342137228952440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/2011/07/pentru-ei.html' title='PENTRU EI'/><author><name>Lavinia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07065150631678421604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/TEBINu6dg3I/AAAAAAAAADY/uHnay3azJKY/S220/hjghjggh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715170676563548398.post-6277976466973877443</id><published>2011-04-26T03:37:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T03:37:44.164+03:00</updated><title type='text'>21....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Am 21 de ani... si ma simt ca o floare fiindca stiu ca am multe de facut si de invatat in viata asta... nu am timp sa ofilesc, eu vreau sa mi se toarne apa zi de zi ca sa raman vie si sa zambesc si sa ofer polen si ganduri colorate din jurul meu. Iubesc firi blajine, iubesc sa colorez zambete multicolore si sa ofer fiori de fericire. Nu mai caut fericirea in pahare de apa, nici macar nu caut persoane care sa-mi stea in drum spunand nimicuri...caut minti stralucite care sa imi ofere zambete. Am invatat si invat zilnic sa iubesc din tot sufletul, imi iubesc viata si tot ceea inseamna ea. Nu mai caut raspunsuri la cei care nu le pot oferi si nici macar nu vreau sa fiu inteleasa de cei care nu cauta nimic si se multumesc sa aiba o lume simpla in nestiinta lor compactaEu am devenit mai profunda si am de gand sa ma schimb si sa acelasi copil care viseaza cu ochii deschisi. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Multumesc de 21 de ori pentru 21 de zambete.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715170676563548398-6277976466973877443?l=lavicat28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/feeds/6277976466973877443/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715170676563548398&amp;postID=6277976466973877443' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/6277976466973877443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/6277976466973877443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/2011/04/21.html' title='21....'/><author><name>Lavinia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07065150631678421604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/TEBINu6dg3I/AAAAAAAAADY/uHnay3azJKY/S220/hjghjggh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715170676563548398.post-559571437540504689</id><published>2011-01-26T18:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T18:47:13.121+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ne schimbam si noi cu viata...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Am invatat din nou sa fac alegeri pentru mine, sa nu mai sar in prima situatie, vreau sa fiu o alta eu, sa vad viata prin alti ochi. M-am plictisit sa traiasca altii in locul meu si sa decida altii ceea ce trebuie sa fac sau sa zic. Anul asta sunt alta eu si sunt gata sa fac curat si sa-mi pastrez langa mine doar prietenii care stiu ceea ce inseamna asta, m-am hotarat sa nu mai tin langa mine oameni care stau dupa un anumit interes sauv sunt prietenii de umplutura. Am invatat ca oamenii care te iubesc sunt acolo cand ti-e bine dar si atunci cand ti se rupe sufletul din n motive si te simti gol si vrei sa o iei tot mai mult de la capat. Nu mai am nevoie de bureti desi vreau sa-mi las trecutul cu totul in urma (asta nu inseamna ca am sa uit de unde vin), am sa iubesc intodeauna familia, Piatra Neamt, prietenii care-i am de cand ma stiu, scoala in care am fost si tot ceea ce ma reprezinta, si nu in ultimul rand am sa iubesc Queen. Am invatat sa fiu egoista atata cat sa ma pretuiesc pe mine mai mult si sa ma simt importanta si sa fac mai multe lucruri pentru mine si sa nu-i mai pun pe altii, care nu vad ca fac anumite eforturi pentru ei, pe primul plan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715170676563548398-559571437540504689?l=lavicat28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/feeds/559571437540504689/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715170676563548398&amp;postID=559571437540504689' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/559571437540504689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/559571437540504689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/2011/01/ne-schimbam-si-noi-cu-viata.html' title='ne schimbam si noi cu viata...'/><author><name>Lavinia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07065150631678421604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/TEBINu6dg3I/AAAAAAAAADY/uHnay3azJKY/S220/hjghjggh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715170676563548398.post-8902888173549426408</id><published>2010-07-16T14:34:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T14:34:56.886+03:00</updated><title type='text'>DOR.....DE SUFLET...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;meta content="text/html; 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font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Mi-e dor nespus sa simt….sa simt ca traiesc, ca sunt mai umana decat multi altii, ca am un suflet si ca nu sunt cuprinsa de robotizarea care ne-a cuprins pe multi….un drum pe care multi pornesc si nu-si mai pot salva sufletul deoarece sufletul nu-l mai poti reinvia atunci cand il lasi sa moara. Ne e frica sa simtim desi e o sete de dorinta in noi…e o frica de sentimente profunde. Sentimentele sunt o romanta pentru suflet intr-o lume care sufera de rautate si de metale care ne acapareaza sufletul si trupul. Ne dorim sa ajungem la perfectiune deoarece societatea ne-o impune, sa fim fericiti intr-un trup de plastic, un suflet de piatra care afiseaza doar o fericire mecanica. Suntem o armata spartana, educata sa nu mai aiba suflet ci doar un trup care se preteaza a fi perfectiunea. Oamenii sunt judecati cand simt la intensitate maxima, cand ies din tipare, par labile psihic pe nedrept cand sunt umani, atat fizic cat si sufletesc. Suntem limitati de timp, simtim limitat de timp….si timpul in care iubim ne limiteaza, ne iubim, cu ceasul in mana, incercand sa atingem perfectiunea. Cred ca devenim din ce in ce mai limitati atat fizic cat si mental in toate domeniile fiindca nu ne mai hranim sufletul cu o muzica buna, nu mai avem timp decat pentru lucruri mici care pana la urma nu ne duc la fericirea la care toti accedem si doar ne surpa sufletul mai mult si mai mult. Suntem obligati sa credem intr-un absolut care nu exista….intr-o moarte timpurie a sufletului, intr-o efemeritate continua.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/m:defjc&gt;&lt;/m:rmargin&gt;&lt;/m:lmargin&gt;&lt;/m:dispdef&gt;&lt;/m:smallfrac&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715170676563548398-8902888173549426408?l=lavicat28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/feeds/8902888173549426408/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715170676563548398&amp;postID=8902888173549426408' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/8902888173549426408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715170676563548398-8477114691663506533?l=lavicat28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.romanticfm.ro/rfm_player/' title='Romantic FM Web Player'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/feeds/8477114691663506533/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715170676563548398&amp;postID=8477114691663506533' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/8477114691663506533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/8477114691663506533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/2010/05/romantic-fm-web-player.html' title='Romantic FM Web Player'/><author><name>Lavinia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07065150631678421604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/TEBINu6dg3I/AAAAAAAAADY/uHnay3azJKY/S220/hjghjggh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715170676563548398.post-4316148421794883461</id><published>2010-05-31T00:45:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T00:45:53.674+03:00</updated><title type='text'>De ce simt...de ce atata suflet?</title><content type='html'>Si simt....simt ca nebuna cum sufletul imi umple din nou trupul....ma inunde o mie de sentimente febrile....si ma intreb de ce e atat de complicat si totusi atat de efemer ceea ce simt acum...Iubesc o mie de lucruri...dar ele???ma omoara zi de zi tot mai mult...Mi s-a zis de prea multe ori ca gandesc prea mult...simt prea mult....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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suflet?'/><author><name>Lavinia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07065150631678421604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/TEBINu6dg3I/AAAAAAAAADY/uHnay3azJKY/S220/hjghjggh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715170676563548398.post-8651501582127300129</id><published>2010-05-28T17:49:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T17:52:58.080+03:00</updated><title type='text'>IUBESC PIATRA NEAMT!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.piatra-neamt.neamtvirtual.ro/" target="_blank" title="Piatra Neamt vazut la 360 de grade"&gt;&lt;img alt="Piatra Neamt vazut la 360 de grade" src="http://www.piatra-neamt.neamtvirtual.ro/images/sustine/pn300x250.jpg" title="Piatra Neamt vazut la 360 de grade" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715170676563548398-8651501582127300129?l=lavicat28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/feeds/8651501582127300129/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715170676563548398&amp;postID=8651501582127300129' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/8651501582127300129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/8651501582127300129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/2010/05/iubesc-piatra-neamt.html' title='IUBESC PIATRA 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profund si a daruit cele mi profunde sentimente si altora, le-a intins pe tava doar ca altii sa aleaga ce vor sa dea....bucurie,o clipa de fericire, tristete?...sufletul meu a fost intodeauna simplu dar cu cele mai profunde sentimente si poate de aceea a crezut prea mult in cei de langa el si de aceea a sfasit ranit, dar niciodata nu-si va pune un scut deoarece nu-l poate duce si stie ca orice ar fi trebuie sa se ridice, sa invete din nou sa zboare cat ma sus sa atinga infinitul. Cred sincer ca sufletului nu trebuie sa i se interzica nimic, el trebuie sa simta pentru a se maturiza, sa simta orice fiindca nu prea cred ca exista cineva care e tot timpul fericit si are intodeauna ochii luminosi. Viata insasi e o vasta experienta.... de care ma bucur zi de zi cu bucurii si tristeti...Sper sa nu ajung niciodata sa zic si sa simt ca nu mai vreau sa iubesc niciodata fiindca dragostea pentru cei din jur e ratiunea mea de a trai....si iubesc....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715170676563548398-4441649526026473516?l=lavicat28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/feeds/4441649526026473516/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715170676563548398&amp;postID=4441649526026473516' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/4441649526026473516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/4441649526026473516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/2010/04/am-iubit-intodeauna-viata-si-am-avut-si.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavinia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07065150631678421604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/TEBINu6dg3I/AAAAAAAAADY/uHnay3azJKY/S220/hjghjggh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715170676563548398.post-946638938440642130</id><published>2010-03-28T19:33:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T20:04:48.221+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dragoste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='infinit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='el'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimente'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perfectiune'/><title type='text'>Unde dragoste nu, e nimic nu e...nici soare nu-i, nici viata nu-i</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_XOHpJ-UPD4&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Cine ma cunoaste cred ca stie foarte bine ca am iubit intodeauna si am fost cea mai fericita cand am simtit un fior de indragosteala si cand mi-am pierdut si firea si am dat totul pe tava....in nebunia momentului. Asa cum totul vine asa se si duce si stiu ca fericirea ti se ofera in bucatele mici pentru a suporta mai usor atunci cand esti nefericit....Dar am iubit intodeauna fiindca am avut exemple foarte frumoase de dragoste in jurul meu...bunicii care atunci cand mergeau pe strada de mana la aproape 70 de ani cu 50 de ani de casatorie spuneai ca aveau puterea sa transceada intr-o singura fiinta. Parintii care au fost un model de asemenea si apoi alte cupluri pe care le-am vazut si care ajungeau la ideea de un EL si Ea si Dumnezeu...fiindca daca 3 e cifra fatidica asta cred ca e intruchiparea perfectiunii....Oare am eu inca idee despre Iubirea profunda si care poate sa ajunga la perfectiune....oare am o gandire atat de invechita incat sa mai cred ca poate exista ceva dus dincolo de pamant, ceva care atunci cand simti si atingi sa te inalte dincolo de tot ceea ce e material si firesc.... Stiu ca dragostea e o nebunie care iti da puteri nefiresti si stiu ca nu voi uita niciodata sa iubesc chiar daca mi-ai lua si trup si suflet din mine si am sa cred intodeauna ca exista un El si o Ea si Dumnezeu care le va perfectiona dragostea fiindca unde dragoste nu e nimic nu e...nici soare nu-i nici viata nu-i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715170676563548398-946638938440642130?l=lavicat28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/feeds/946638938440642130/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715170676563548398&amp;postID=946638938440642130' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/946638938440642130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/946638938440642130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/2010/03/unde-dragoste-nu-e-nimic-nu-enici-soare.html' title='Unde dragoste nu, e nimic nu e...nici soare nu-i, nici viata nu-i'/><author><name>Lavinia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07065150631678421604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/TEBINu6dg3I/AAAAAAAAADY/uHnay3azJKY/S220/hjghjggh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715170676563548398.post-574264251305131677</id><published>2010-03-23T23:22:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T23:37:53.794+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Why???</title><content type='html'>Viata e un peron, nu-i asa? Multe trenuri ce aduc persoane ce vin, trec si pleaca din viata noastra. Unele ne marcheaza viata noastra in bine sau in rau, unele ne lasa infiferente iar unele ne fac sa le pastram pe vecie.&lt;br /&gt;Unele pun lacrimi in ochii nostri desi pretind ca ne iubesc mai mult decat orice, iar altele nu ne promit mai nimic desi pot sa ne dea mii de zambete zilnice.&lt;br /&gt;Viata e ca o capcana a timpului ce se asteapta oricand sa se deschida, sa cadem in necunoscut. Un necunoscut care aduce noi si noi etape ale vietii, poate noi etape de maturizare, dar e bine sa nu uitam sa privim in fata, sa nu ne lasam trecutul sa ne bantuie la infinit si sa traim clipa la intensitate maxima fara prejudecati sau regrete. Am ascultat povesti si le-am iubit, mi-am pus din nou sufletul pe tava si am crezut, au fost povesti despre astri, povesti despre viata noastra si acum nu inteleg de ce ai oprit trenul tocmai cand jocul devenea din ce in ce mai frumos, si cand nimeni nu vroia sa coboare, era ca o Ciuleandra de care nu te mai saturi...in voluptatea ei si ti-am spus in joaca sa ne construim aripi din chihlimbar din care nimeni sa nu ne mai fure, asa nebuni cum suntem....Si simt fiindca sunt om si cred in vise...cred in povesti nemuritoare si stiu ca si tu crezi in ceea ce visam la unison...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715170676563548398-574264251305131677?l=lavicat28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/feeds/574264251305131677/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715170676563548398&amp;postID=574264251305131677' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/574264251305131677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/574264251305131677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/2010/03/why.html' title='Why???'/><author><name>Lavinia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07065150631678421604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/TEBINu6dg3I/AAAAAAAAADY/uHnay3azJKY/S220/hjghjggh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715170676563548398.post-5076068695911549749</id><published>2010-03-18T22:42:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T23:04:51.621+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Primavara incepe cu tine!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Nu-i asa ca primavara te-a trimis sa-mi aduci ghiocei de 8 Martie? Nu-i asa ca ai venit sa -mi spui ca soarele luceste acolo sus pentru suflete doritoare de schimbare?Suflete care stiu sa creada in speranta...Nu-i asa ca esti un zburator, sau stea sau astru calator? o sa te intalnesc ma-ntreb doar noaptea-n vis?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;                     Tine-ma in brate si fa-ma una cu tine, sopteste-mi tremurat ca tu-mi vei crea cu blandete visele si ca vei nimici teama. Cand ma tii asa in brate si cand ma atingi in felul asta as da orice sa fim doar unul si nimic altceva. Lasa-ma sa-ti ating inima , suav, plin de tandrete, lasa-ma sa fiu vantul care in obraznicia sa ravaseste tot in jur, lasa-ma sa-ti spulber orice teama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Rupe din mine supararea si incinereaza tot ce-i rau. Fii tu ploaia mea de vara ce ravaste praful din suflet.... fii anotimpul schimbarii mele...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715170676563548398-5076068695911549749?l=lavicat28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/feeds/5076068695911549749/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715170676563548398&amp;postID=5076068695911549749' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/5076068695911549749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/5076068695911549749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/2010/03/nu-i-asa-ca-primavara-te-trimis-sa-mi.html' title='Primavara incepe cu tine!!!'/><author><name>Lavinia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07065150631678421604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/TEBINu6dg3I/AAAAAAAAADY/uHnay3azJKY/S220/hjghjggh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715170676563548398.post-7539048867200821324</id><published>2010-03-16T21:39:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T22:43:58.768+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Picteaza-ma in zambete!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Imi pictezi zambete rosii si galbene de 2 zile , ce cheama muntele aproape de noi, imi pictezi cu sfiala linii curbe, ondulate pe fata si fiori timizi in suflet. Imi chemi primavara, ca sa-mi bucure ochii si-ti zic la fel de timid ca lasi sunete mute in spate si ca-mi acoperi un trecut ca un motan beat de soare. Intinde-ti mustatile pana la mine si prinde-ma cu ele si ia-ma la tine, nu ma lasa o sapamana fara zambet si fara culoare in obraji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Astept un maine cu linii obraznice care sa faca ceasul sa se opreasca in loc pentru todeauna la o ora fixa, pentru noi doi, pentru ca nici ziua nici noaptea sa nu ne fie martor. fa din nou din zi, noapte, ca toate vrajitoarele sa comploteze pentru noi, sa transforme omul de rand in print si pe Cenusareasa in printesa pentru ca cele doua suflete sa se bucure de puritatea lor, sa se intalneasca la orizont, acolo unde unde raza de soare intaLneste pamantul iar focul, apa. Completeaza-ma ca un puzzle, completeaza-ma ca un domino...fii negrul care completeaza si da eleganta albului....fii culoarea mea complementara...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Pentru TK&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bomv-6CJSfM"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715170676563548398-7539048867200821324?l=lavicat28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/feeds/7539048867200821324/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715170676563548398&amp;postID=7539048867200821324' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/7539048867200821324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/7539048867200821324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/2010/03/picteaza-ma-in-zambete.html' title='Picteaza-ma in zambete!'/><author><name>Lavinia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07065150631678421604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/TEBINu6dg3I/AAAAAAAAADY/uHnay3azJKY/S220/hjghjggh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715170676563548398.post-8949853572776540750</id><published>2010-03-15T00:32:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T00:41:55.871+02:00</updated><title type='text'>nebunie de primavara!!!</title><content type='html'>Vreau fiecare clipa de nebunie din tine! Vreau fiecare clipa de copilarie din tine sa-mi coloreze inima in culori pastel, vreau sa adaugi linii curbe, sa elimini liniile frante din desenul ala facut de maini stangace, sa ma modelezi din fimo, sa ma imbraci in acrilic, sa-mi pui petale de mar roz primavaratice...vreau sa-mi pictezi fiori si lacrimi, aaaa si vreau sa desenezi mere in folie de aur ca la galeriile de arta.... si poate vreau sa ma faci la fel de nebuna ca tine! Sa ne iubim nebuneste, sa fiu muza ta de pictor, sa ne pierdem in  voluptatea iubirii noastre si-ti voi face dulciuri pictate cu zambete vesele ce ne vor imbia in nebunia noastra contagioasa fiindca iubirea e o nebunie nu?&lt;br /&gt;      E o ca reteta si noi suntem ingredientele indispensabile, se pun doua suflete, doua trupuri si o picatura de nebunie....si e gata!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715170676563548398-8949853572776540750?l=lavicat28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/feeds/8949853572776540750/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715170676563548398&amp;postID=8949853572776540750' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/8949853572776540750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/8949853572776540750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/2010/03/nebunie-de-primavara.html' title='nebunie de primavara!!!'/><author><name>Lavinia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07065150631678421604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/TEBINu6dg3I/AAAAAAAAADY/uHnay3azJKY/S220/hjghjggh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715170676563548398.post-8598276588672172417</id><published>2010-03-14T22:16:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T22:27:42.101+02:00</updated><title type='text'>don't stop me now...</title><content type='html'>Stii...iubesc! Iubesc sa-mi fii perna si sa-mi dai ceasul inapoi la aceasi ora fixa ca sa nu ma mai desclestez niciodata din bratele tale. iubesc sa-ti pictez liniute obraznice pe trup si apoi sa fiu geloasa pe ele ca te au prea aproape si se infrupta din tine nebune, zvarcolite de atata placere... Ti-am zis odata ca urasc ceasul care trece nebun si nu ne da pace sa zburam ca doi fluturi, sa ne jucam ca doua mori de vant...ti-am zis atatea povesti si ti-am cantat atatea note nebune pe trup si m-am bucurat de fiecare clipa de nebunie cu tine...tu de fiecare datA  imi desenezi petale pentru ca liniutele tale sa aiba companie.&lt;br /&gt;ti-am mai zis si nu stiu de ce trebuie sa repet... vreau o iubire cu picaturi  de cafea pe buze, in dimineti dulci, ca vreau primavara mea, sa ma imbat de tine in fiecare dimineata... ti-am mai spus ca vreau sa fii tu cel care dezgoleste soarele pentru mine, si sa ma faci cea mai fericita ca ai oprit ceasul pentru inca o ora ...si inca una si iarasi una...pentru noi 2, pentru visele noastra primitive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715170676563548398-8598276588672172417?l=lavicat28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/feeds/8598276588672172417/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715170676563548398&amp;postID=8598276588672172417' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/8598276588672172417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/8598276588672172417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/2010/03/dont-stop-me-now.html' title='don&apos;t stop me now...'/><author><name>Lavinia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07065150631678421604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/TEBINu6dg3I/AAAAAAAAADY/uHnay3azJKY/S220/hjghjggh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715170676563548398.post-7467413994514213148</id><published>2010-03-14T21:21:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T21:40:30.030+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Am invatat sa ma las miscata...</title><content type='html'>Ma intreaba lumea de ce par asa de fericita cand totusi trec printr-o perioada destul de complicata si le raspund ca toata viata merge  inainte...desi ma maturizez si am invatat foarte mult in ultimul timp si sper sa ajung la target-ul pe care mi l-am propus...&lt;br /&gt;Am invatat multe in ultima perioada:&lt;br /&gt;1. Am invatat ca desi sunt o persoana incapatanata, trebuie sa mai las si de la mine&lt;br /&gt;2. Am invatat ca nu trebuie sa pun persoanele de sex masculin in aceasi oala...fiindca aveam tendinta sa-i urasc pe toti la acel moment.&lt;br /&gt;3. Am invatat sa ma bucur de orice moment si sa fac mai multe lucruri pentru mine...sa-mi iau lucruri dragute si sa ma bucur de ele.&lt;br /&gt;4. Am invatat ca ceea ce iubesti ti se da intodeauna in portii mici, cu masura, poate ca sa nu te miste prea mult, sa nu te tulbure.&lt;br /&gt;4. Am invatat sa iubesc fiecare particica din lumea mea...&lt;br /&gt;5. Am invatat sa descoper persoane care vor sa para dure dar au interior de ciocolata si sunt de fapt persoane pe care te poti baza.&lt;br /&gt;6. Am invatat ca fiecare dintre noi are tabieturi, placeri care uneori te bucuri de ele singur ori iti doresti suport atunci cand le ai pentru a vedea bucuria si multumirea si in ochii celorlalti.&lt;br /&gt;7. Am invatat sa cred mai mult in maxima care mi-e atat de draga "uneori e prea tarziu pentru regrete" si de aceea sunt multumita pentru ce am acum... si imi doresc sa nu-mi repet greselile si sa invat cat mai mult din greselile mele si ale altora&lt;br /&gt;8. Am invatat de la o prietena ca trebuie sa accepti ceea ce persoana de langa tine are bun sau rau si sa nu incerci sa-l schimbi doar pentru placerea ta daca lucrul asta nu va influenteaza pe amandoi ....degeaba incerci sa-i schimbi pe cei din jurul tau ca nu are rost...sau cel putin mie asa mi s-a intamplat...(chiar cred ca iubirea inseamna ca iubesti pe cineva in intregul lui desi nu se poate ca 2 persoane sa se influenteze)&lt;br /&gt;9. Am invatat sa fiu eu si sa fiu fericita ca am pe cei dragi aproape desi imi lipsesc cateva persoane acum dar stiu ca revederea va fi mai dulce...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715170676563548398-7467413994514213148?l=lavicat28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/feeds/7467413994514213148/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715170676563548398&amp;postID=7467413994514213148' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/7467413994514213148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/7467413994514213148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/2010/03/ma-intreaba-lumea-de-ce-par-asa-de.html' title='Am invatat sa ma las miscata...'/><author><name>Lavinia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07065150631678421604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/TEBINu6dg3I/AAAAAAAAADY/uHnay3azJKY/S220/hjghjggh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715170676563548398.post-5587346671594753492</id><published>2010-03-09T01:41:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T02:10:28.273+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ce cautam????ce vom gasi?</title><content type='html'>Mi s-a dat o noua tema de gandire..destul de matinala sau mai bine zis nocturna care nu m-a mai lasat sa dorm...si culmea tema asta vine de la un baiat....hmmm am gasit si intelepciune....(sper sa te simti bine ca te-am facut intelept)...asa sa revenim.... intrebarea e ce cautam in persoana care chipurile noi o vrem pentru o viata langa noi...sau cel putin eu inca mai am ideei iNvechite ca voi gasi pe cineva pe care-l voi aveA o viata langa miNe si ca vom fi 2 batranei care ne vom iubi si-i voi face prajituriele si ne vom uita in trecut si ne vom iubi etc etc etc bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;So ce cautam in persoana aia care ar trebui sa fie sufletul nostru pereche...ce cautam in ea si mai ales ce ne face sa mutam muntii din loc pentru ea....sa o faceum unica si speciala in viata noastra si sa-i daruim ei tot ceea ce suntem noi.&lt;br /&gt;Poate multi din cei care ma cunosc imi vor zice ca nu ma invat minte ca m-am ars odata si ca trebuie sa suflu acum si in iaurt dar nu pot face asta...am prea multe de oferit si inca caut un suflet caruia sa-i pot oferi tot ce am....asta si daca va merita.&lt;br /&gt;Cineva mi-a recomandat sa am  o aventura(daca nu reflectez la idee)...ceea ce nu pot sa fac...poate ai nevoie si de o anumita conformatie pentru asta pe care eu nu o am fiindca ma gandesc la multe inainte de asta...sa nu-ti pese de oameni si sa-i folosesti....eu nu pot face asta...eu nu sunt asa....Eu vreau totul sau nimic si urasc ca cineva sa ma faca sa am rabdare...sa ma puna sa astept la nesfarsit, sa tot astept ceva... Dar cred ca ideea de aventura e mai complexa si cred ca si el avea dreptate cand a zis asta in felul lui....sau poate daca ma gandesc acum mai profund e mai intensa decat am vazut-o eu atunci....cred ca ideea e SA NU MA GRABESC!si doar ti-am  zis ca rabdarea e cel mai mare dusman al meu dar e o tema de reflectie ....s-ar putea sa inceapa sa-mi placa sa fiu singura....:))&lt;br /&gt;Ca sa pot sa uit am nevoie de altceva sau altcineva in care sa-mi canalizez energiile, caruia sa-i ofer totul....si uneori timpul trece dureros de repede si cred ca am nevoie de cineva sa il opreasca pentru clipele in care stam impreuna.Atat.....&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wedX64L_j9E"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715170676563548398-5587346671594753492?l=lavicat28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/feeds/5587346671594753492/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715170676563548398&amp;postID=5587346671594753492' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/5587346671594753492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/5587346671594753492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/2010/03/ce-cautamce-vom-gasi.html' title='ce cautam????ce vom gasi?'/><author><name>Lavinia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07065150631678421604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/TEBINu6dg3I/AAAAAAAAADY/uHnay3azJKY/S220/hjghjggh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715170676563548398.post-6639449925521524300</id><published>2010-03-07T03:37:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T03:53:17.203+02:00</updated><title type='text'>we always have special moments.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/S5MHAtMd5II/AAAAAAAAACI/f5BjP7ZkkPw/s1600-h/moments.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 168px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/S5MHAtMd5II/AAAAAAAAACI/f5BjP7ZkkPw/s200/moments.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445704083134342274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cand ma uit in ochii tai si-ti vad zambetul stiu ca ti-as da orice, suflet trup orice fiindca tu ma faci sa uit tot si ma faci sa fiu din nou copil....&lt;br /&gt;          Te iubesc asa cum ma iubesti si tu neconditionat, iti ofer zambete si ma transform in copil fiindca ziua in care te-ai nascut a fost cea mai fericita si cea mai grea din viata mea.... te iubesc fiindca atunci cand sunt trista si te iau in brate ma faci cea mai fericita....parca mi-ai lua cu manuta ta mica toata energia negativa...desi nu am reusit sa-ti fiu un parinte spiritual in fata lui Dumnezeu ...insemni mult mai mult in inima mea....fiindca inainte de toate tie ar fi trebuie sa-ti multumesc fiindca ai fost alaturi de mine si ca mai facut sa rad atunci cand am fost trista....multumesc sa ma nasti din nou....si ma ajuti sa redevin copil....&lt;br /&gt;         Iti multumesc Radu ca esti picatura mea de Soare,de energie....multumesc ca zambesti si razi si ca faci ca mami, tati si Lavi sa insemne foarte mult pentru tine si cred ca incepi sa iubesti sa simti ceva pentru noi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; faceti un exercitiu.... mergeti sa vedeti un bebelus atunci cand sunteti nefericiti sau credeti ca nu aveti putere pentu nimic in lume ....cu un zambet va schimba tot pentru voi....nu stiu cum dar ei chiar sunt speciali si te pot schimba intr-o clipa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                        Acest post este pentru Radu(nepotelul meu)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715170676563548398-6639449925521524300?l=lavicat28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/feeds/6639449925521524300/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715170676563548398&amp;postID=6639449925521524300' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/6639449925521524300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/6639449925521524300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/2010/03/we-always-have-special-moments.html' title='we always have special moments.....'/><author><name>Lavinia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07065150631678421604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/TEBINu6dg3I/AAAAAAAAADY/uHnay3azJKY/S220/hjghjggh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/S5MHAtMd5II/AAAAAAAAACI/f5BjP7ZkkPw/s72-c/moments.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715170676563548398.post-5991781858806476218</id><published>2010-03-07T02:22:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T02:32:03.342+02:00</updated><title type='text'>obligata sa uit....curatenie de primavara....iti las tot trecutul</title><content type='html'>VREAU SA-TI LAS TOT TRECUTUL MEU....As vrea sa fac curatenie de primavara acolo in suflet...as vrea sa pun in cutii amintiri si trecut...as vrea sa impachetez cu sfoara tot ceea ce a fost si sa nu mai las nimic sa iasa afara....nu mai merita nimic acum....&lt;br /&gt;            Poate am fost eu prea implicata in tot dar am zis ca-mi revin nu ca o iau de la capat.....imi zic de mii de ori "e cazul sa-ti revii, gata pune punct odata" dar vad ca daca saptamana trecuta ma simteam bine si ma resemnasem...sau cel putin inchisesem totul acolo cu lacat acum au revenit niste chestii la care cu siguranta doar eu ma gandesc fiindca altii sunt prea ocupati sa stearga.... amintirile sunt uneori crude la fel ca si visele care aduc tot ceea ce e in trecut care in viata ti le reprimi dar visele nu te lasa...fiindca nu ma pot trezi cand tot ce a fost frumos s-a transformat in cosmar.&lt;br /&gt;            Daca stie cineva unde gasesc un burete de asta magic vreau si eu...sau poate imi recomanda cineva un sistem de inchidere a sentimentelor undeva...&lt;br /&gt;            Intodeauna mi-am dorit sa nu mai pun atata pasiune in tot ce fac si in persoanele de langa mine fiindca uneori eu ies cel mai rau din asta...la fel ca acum....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715170676563548398-5991781858806476218?l=lavicat28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/feeds/5991781858806476218/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715170676563548398&amp;postID=5991781858806476218' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/5991781858806476218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/5991781858806476218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/2010/03/as-vrea-sa-fac-curatenie-de-primavara.html' title='obligata sa uit....curatenie de primavara....iti las tot trecutul'/><author><name>Lavinia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07065150631678421604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/TEBINu6dg3I/AAAAAAAAADY/uHnay3azJKY/S220/hjghjggh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715170676563548398.post-8858201217296150537</id><published>2010-02-24T16:28:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T16:38:21.578+02:00</updated><title type='text'>VINE PRIMAVARA CU-ALAIUL EI DE FLORI!!!</title><content type='html'>Niciodata nu o sa incetez sa cred in dragoste fiindca ea ma face mai vesela, mai fericita, mai frumoasa zi de zi....daca cineva a avut impresia ca va lasa un suflet inert cand a plecat din viata mea pot sa-i spun ca atunci cand a decis sa inchida amintirile noastre intr-o cutie si sa le arunce (desi au fost cateva luni in care mi-am revenit) mi-a redat tinerea si vitalitatea fiindca ma saturasem sa lupy pentru 2.&lt;br /&gt;       Acum ca a venit primavara...adica aerul de afara asta da semne si sper sa se adevereasca ceea ce spun ghioceii....sunt foarte vesela si vreau sa-mi tot pastrez zambetul larg pe buze si daca in ultima vreme nu m-ai vazut asa de vesela si-ti par neobosita vreau sa stii ca am strans prea multa liniste in mine si acum vreau sa-mi exprim spiritul....fiindca merit sa o iau de la capat...&lt;br /&gt;       Recomand tuturor sa sufere atunci cand pierd pe cineva o vreme dar sa nu lase asteptarea acelei persoane sa distruga tot ceea ce au...fiindca uneori persoane de langa noi nu merita nici o mica parte din noi si nu au meritat nici macar o lacrima....intodeauna am crezut ca atunci cand cineva nu ne valorifica meritam ceva mai bun chit ca lasam in urma lacrimi si durere...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715170676563548398-8858201217296150537?l=lavicat28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/feeds/8858201217296150537/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715170676563548398&amp;postID=8858201217296150537' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/8858201217296150537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/8858201217296150537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/2010/02/vine-primavara-cu-alaiul-ei-de-flori.html' title='VINE PRIMAVARA CU-ALAIUL EI DE FLORI!!!'/><author><name>Lavinia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07065150631678421604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/TEBINu6dg3I/AAAAAAAAADY/uHnay3azJKY/S220/hjghjggh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715170676563548398.post-7681333158318951650</id><published>2010-02-23T15:00:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T15:37:46.355+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Iti multumesc....</title><content type='html'>Iti multumesc ca ai fost acolo cand m-a durut cel mai tare....iti multumesc ca m-ai luat in brate atunci cand a durut...iti multumesc ca ai ales sa ma ajuti prin diverse metode in ultimele 2 luni...ba prin obiectivitatea ta sau spunandu-mi ca va veni soarele si-mi va lumina fata intr-o zi si-mi va fi mult mai bine. iti multumesc ca mi-ai adunat lacrimile si ai pus un zambet pe fata mea. va multumesc celor care m-au trezit si mi-au spus cu tot sufletul sa incep pe un nou drum... Acum stiu ca in curand ma voi fi foarte vesela si drumul imi va arata multe lucruri frumoase...dar acum stiu ca prieteni iti sunt cei care sunt langa tine la greu si iti asculta si cele mai tampesti si imposibile ganduri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multumesc Sinzianei, ca mi-a aratat ca e mai mult decat o sora&lt;br /&gt;          Blondei, fiindca mi-ai fost alaturi si mi-ai dat un ajutor neegalat cu toate ca gandurile mele nu m-au lasat niciodata in aceste luni sa-ti ascult si tie problemele si-mi pare rau pentru asta.&lt;br /&gt;          Silviei, pentru obiectivitatea ei si iti multumesc ca nu m-ai "periat" niciodata&lt;br /&gt;          Deliei, pentru cearta primita de la ea pentru greselile mele....am invatat foarte multe din cei 3 ani...&lt;br /&gt;          Andrei, fiindca intodeauna m-a distrat cu dansul lui si ca mi-a fost alaturi in noaptea de Revelion&lt;br /&gt;          Cameliei, ca mi-a citit povesti si poezii serile cand eram trista si ma mai scotea din starea mea&lt;br /&gt;          Kitty, mi-a dat din experienta ei si m-a facut sa o iau din loc&lt;br /&gt;          Bogdan, fiindca m-a ajutat sa vad totul din perspectiva unui baiat si sa gandesc totul la rece oricat de greu ar fi&lt;br /&gt;          Alex, ca ma suna in fiecare seara si imi lua pulsul&lt;br /&gt;          Dany, fiindca am avut lungi discutii foarte vesele in ultimele zile si mi-am dat seama ca incep sa ma simt mult mai bine si ca viata trebuie traita la maxim cu toate ca uneori avem nevoie de perioade de liniste.&lt;br /&gt;          M, fiindca am apreciat-o de cand am cunoscut-o si mi-am dat seama ca sunt lucruri si persoane mult mai dragi si mult mai importante in viata pentru care sa versi lacrimi si sa suferi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        Eu am simtit ca trebuie sa le multumesc persoanelor acestora diindca m-au trezit si mi-au transformat lacrimile in chihlimbare care sa fiu mandra ca le-am avut si ca am iubit din tot sufletul. eu sincer cred ca am aratat ca sunt om, ca simt, ca doresc si stiu ca trebuie sa incep un drum nou de acum.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       Sper sa va pot ajuta si eu atunci cand veti fi fericiti si sper sa nu va vad niciodata tristi. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715170676563548398-7681333158318951650?l=lavicat28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/feeds/7681333158318951650/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715170676563548398&amp;postID=7681333158318951650' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/7681333158318951650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/7681333158318951650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/2010/02/iti-multumesc.html' title='Iti multumesc....'/><author><name>Lavinia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07065150631678421604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/TEBINu6dg3I/AAAAAAAAADY/uHnay3azJKY/S220/hjghjggh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715170676563548398.post-3551357789203021656</id><published>2010-02-22T11:07:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T11:23:52.669+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Am pus punct si am luat-o de la capat....azi ma iubesc mai mult</title><content type='html'>Daca pana acum tu erai cel care invartea roata vietii mele si ma gandeam ce vom face maine noi 2... si ma gandeam intodeauna ce face relatia noastra noastra maine adica NOI-UL ala care-l iubeam amandoi atat de mult...acum a venit timpul sa vad ce fac eu cu viata mea...daca ai avut puterea sa ma urci in cer si de acolo mi-ai dat drumul fara sa mai lasi o gura de aer...pentru moment mi-ai luat totul pana si cea mi mica bucata din mine ai luat-o cu tine...incet incet mi-am revenit fiindca am stiut intodeauna sa lupt atat pentru mine cat si pentru NOI...eu as fi mers pana la capatul lumii pentru NOI si ma asteptam sa faci la fel...dar tu nu ai avut curajul sa treci strada pentru noi...din frica??lasitate??nu stiu ce a fost...Acum stiu ca sentimentele mle pentru tine s-au transformat in dezgust.&lt;br /&gt;de pe 14 februarie mi-am dat seama ca trebuie sa invat sa fiu mai egoista, sa ma iubesc pe mine prima data si apoi pe altii, m-am schimbat. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Eu am pus punct si am luat-o de la capat...&lt;/span&gt;Eu macar mi-am cantarit greselile si acum voi incerca sa nu le repet....dar nu am sa uit niciodata ca imi doresc sa am un luptator langa mine, sau poate o persoana care se poate numi barbat...Am invatat multe si stiu ca o pot lua din loc acum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715170676563548398-3551357789203021656?l=lavicat28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/feeds/3551357789203021656/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715170676563548398&amp;postID=3551357789203021656' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/3551357789203021656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/3551357789203021656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/2010/02/am-pus-punct-si-am-luat-o-de-la.html' title='Am pus punct si am luat-o de la capat....azi ma iubesc mai mult'/><author><name>Lavinia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07065150631678421604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/TEBINu6dg3I/AAAAAAAAADY/uHnay3azJKY/S220/hjghjggh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715170676563548398.post-2137727598413120069</id><published>2010-02-21T14:12:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T14:34:15.008+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Opreste ceasul...te vreau inca o ora...</title><content type='html'>De o saptamana trec printr-o continua schimbare...mi-am schimbat prioritatile fiindca am pus punct si am luat-o de la capat....timpul nu mai avea rabdare cu mine si m-am gandit sa-l opresc pentru o secunda...sm stat de vorba cu el si mi-a dat o lectie de viata si niste teme de reflectie (poate unele dintre ele mult prea dure dar m-au trezit la realitate si prin care mi-am dat seama ca sunt mult mai importante ca "despartirea de iubit"...ma refer aici la despartiri de persoane care nu ti le mai aduce nimeni si nimic inapoi). Dar un lucru nu se poate schimba desi incerc sa fiu din ce in ce mai matura si nu vreau sa se schimbe niciodata asta: vreau sa iubesc in fiecare secunda a vietii mele...vreau sa simt, vreau sa invat si sa nu mai repet greseli din trecut...vreau o reforma a mea in totalitate, dar asta nu inseamna ca am sa renunt sau am sa uit sa iubesc.&lt;br /&gt;     Inca de cand aveam 3 ani am venit si i-am spus mamei ca sunt "ingigotita" desi cu siguranta dragostea de atunci nu e aceasi cu cea care o pot simti acum pentru cel de langa mine, ea se maturizeaza. Daca pana acum am iubit din suflet si mi-am pus inima in joc de fiecare data cand am simtit ca persoana de langa mine merita acum m-am schimbat....nu mai vreau sa joc cartile asa cum vor altii...vreau TOTUL SAU NIMIC...vreau o dragoste primitiva....lipsiti de orice prejudecata...vreau sa simt ca timpul se opreste in loc atunci cand sunt cu tine....vreau sa nu fie nimic si nimeni intre noi...vreau sa te urci pe ceas sa ai o discutie matura cu el si sa-l faci sa se opreasca ca noi sa putem avea timp...sa avem timp sa ne iubim pueril...vreau sa spun TE IUBESC din tot sufletul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715170676563548398-2137727598413120069?l=lavicat28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/feeds/2137727598413120069/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/TEBINu6dg3I/AAAAAAAAADY/uHnay3azJKY/S220/hjghjggh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715170676563548398.post-5445717887884569531</id><published>2008-10-21T22:31:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T22:31:35.147+03:00</updated><title type='text'>joc....</title><content type='html'>Am sa vin maine, am sa vin maine&lt;br /&gt;Si  am sa te rog sa ma tii in palma&lt;br /&gt;Si am sa te gadil cu un zambet si am sa te vrajesc&lt;br /&gt;Sa fii mut, sa fii surd, sa fii cuprins de nebunie&lt;br /&gt;Si apoi am sa ma fac la fel ca tine si ne vom juca&lt;br /&gt;Ne vom juca lipsiti de cuvinte, de sunete, de simturi&lt;br /&gt;Si-am sa-ti scriu cu degetul incet pe trup, povesti&lt;br /&gt;Am sa-ti scriu cantece cu litere rosii&lt;br /&gt;O sa luam ceasul de pe perete &lt;br /&gt;Si ne vom aseza pe acele lui grele si negre&lt;br /&gt;Sa-l oprim, sa-l inebunim si pe el&lt;br /&gt;Sa ne lase din nou sa fim copii&lt;br /&gt;Sa se joace cu noi&lt;br /&gt;Sa se lase purtat de joaca noastra nebuneasca&lt;br /&gt;Si sa punem stapanire pe el pe vecie&lt;br /&gt;Si vom ramane asa&lt;br /&gt;Copii, cu mustati de dulceata&lt;br /&gt;Cu ochii mari si nevinovati&lt;br /&gt;Intr-un joc nebun&lt;br /&gt;Promit ca voi veni maine&lt;br /&gt;Si ma voi aseza in palma ta &lt;br /&gt;Si ti-o voi saruta cu mustati de serbet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715170676563548398-5445717887884569531?l=lavicat28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/feeds/5445717887884569531/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715170676563548398&amp;postID=5445717887884569531' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/5445717887884569531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/5445717887884569531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/2008/10/joc.html' title='joc....'/><author><name>Lavinia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07065150631678421604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/TEBINu6dg3I/AAAAAAAAADY/uHnay3azJKY/S220/hjghjggh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715170676563548398.post-5110453550619448009</id><published>2008-10-21T22:30:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T22:30:54.387+03:00</updated><title type='text'>ia zi-mi...</title><content type='html'>Ia zi-mi&lt;br /&gt;Ce esti tu… ???&lt;br /&gt;Iubire sau demon cu aripi de fier?&lt;br /&gt;Eu inca astept sa vii sa lasi un sarut &lt;br /&gt;Nu o urma de rugina!&lt;br /&gt;Nu o urma de roti de ceas!&lt;br /&gt;Nu un cantec cu da sau nu!&lt;br /&gt;Nu o dorinta mai mare!&lt;br /&gt;Nu un sunet surd!&lt;br /&gt;Vreau o pasare muta,&lt;br /&gt;Un soare vesel care sa se rostogoleasa&lt;br /&gt;Neincetat, obraznic si galben ca o gutuie&lt;br /&gt;Vreau sa-ti iau o pana si sa-mi fac hamac&lt;br /&gt;Sa ma protejeze&lt;br /&gt;Fiindca stiu ca tu nu esti decat un zburator&lt;br /&gt;O himera, o epidemie, un vuiet in intuneric&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715170676563548398-5110453550619448009?l=lavicat28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/feeds/5110453550619448009/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715170676563548398&amp;postID=5110453550619448009' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/5110453550619448009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/5110453550619448009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/2008/10/ia-zi-mi.html' title='ia zi-mi...'/><author><name>Lavinia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07065150631678421604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/TEBINu6dg3I/AAAAAAAAADY/uHnay3azJKY/S220/hjghjggh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715170676563548398.post-4284056218115036270</id><published>2007-09-04T10:51:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T10:52:55.053+03:00</updated><title type='text'>doar un motan</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;Esti doar un motan beat de soare ce-si intinde mustatile in aceeasi cana cu cafea proaspata si fierbinte. De acolo din pat imi si imaginez cum vii incet si te alinti ca sa ma trezesc sa nu te las singur sa te plictisesti. Te alinti si devii gelos cand mos Ene mi-e tovaras si in brate in locul tau am perna. Ti-e teama ca voi fugi cand ma intorc cu spatele la tine sa las soarele sa-mi lumineze fata. Imi ceri tribut pentru fiecare secunda in care te las singur. Vrei sa te sarut sa te mangai sa te imbratisez sa te duc dincolo de vise cand ma prinzi. Suntem 2 rotite de ceas...cand ne oprim, se opreste si timpul in loc. Suntem doar noi atunci cand avem aripi sa zburam langa ingeri&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715170676563548398-4284056218115036270?l=lavicat28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/feeds/4284056218115036270/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715170676563548398&amp;postID=4284056218115036270' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/4284056218115036270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/4284056218115036270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/2007/09/doar-un-motan.html' title='doar un motan'/><author><name>Lavinia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07065150631678421604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/TEBINu6dg3I/AAAAAAAAADY/uHnay3azJKY/S220/hjghjggh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715170676563548398.post-9043060299279286280</id><published>2007-07-27T02:03:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T02:03:59.608+03:00</updated><title type='text'>vise</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;Visam frumos la barbati care sa rupa barierele sa rastoarne sisteme de valori… visam la o felina alintata care sa-ti fure visele si sa te poarte dincolo de ceruri. Ai in imagine un barbat pus la patru ace poate un metrosexual sau ubersexual si cand te uiti si tu mai bine la funduletul ce se misca senzual &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;in pantalonii stramti si zambetul colorat care….te impiedici de vreun barbat care pune pavele care fluiera dupa tine (ca la usa cortului) si iti zice cuvinte numai bune pentru diabetici care nu si-au rost tu vrei ceva care sa te faca sa dai calorii jos…. Sau si mai bine de vreun barbat care si-a petrecut dimineata la 9 grade celsius si are chef de hac…vrajeala….desgustator si asa visele sunt spulberate de aceleasi expresii preistorice cu care se confrunta fiecare femeie in aproape fiecare zi…pare romanesc pare comunist pare ffffffffffff misogin fiind ca barbatul nu stie inca sa o trateze pe partenera sa de viata ca un egal ci ca un nimic…sunt unele specimene destul de rare care incalca legea veche si doboara bariere si sistemele de valori&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715170676563548398-9043060299279286280?l=lavicat28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/feeds/9043060299279286280/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715170676563548398&amp;postID=9043060299279286280' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/9043060299279286280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/9043060299279286280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/2007/07/vise.html' title='vise'/><author><name>Lavinia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07065150631678421604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/TEBINu6dg3I/AAAAAAAAADY/uHnay3azJKY/S220/hjghjggh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715170676563548398.post-8005013528068494843</id><published>2007-07-27T01:11:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T01:14:58.426+03:00</updated><title type='text'>copilarie unde estI?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/Rqkcn9Z_A4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/-dhw1AtyGuM/s1600-h/bambi_wp_06_1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/Rqkcn9Z_A4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/-dhw1AtyGuM/s320/bambi_wp_06_1024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091632326543082370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;eu sunt copilul Moldovei, copilul de la poalele Ceahlaului...ii vad ziua piscul ce se suie frumos in departare...falnic nimic nu-l poate dobora si stie asta...sunt copil de munte dornic de joaca in iarba deasa sau in zapada...sunt copil naiv care nu stie nimic si inca nu vrea sa stie nimic ce doare ce este matur, ce urla ce taie ca o lama rece...sunt eu Lavinia si incep sa simt lama rece a vietii sub gat... lupt pentru a-mi pastra feminitatea, copilaria, furate de viata cotidiana lupt sa ma alint in bratele iubitului si sa fiu matura cand este o situatie de zi cu zi...eu sunt copilul care iese din ou am 17 ani si 3 luni. as vrea sa-mi vorbiti despre voi sa va deschideti sufletele...ce va aduce aminte de copilarie...ce va face sa radeti pe furis? ce va poarta cu gandul departe in livada cu caise in luna lui iulie?...ce e o pecete in inima voastra?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vorbeam de mendebil si trebuia sa il pun poate intre "" va propun sa cititi cartea lui Mircea Cartarescu-Mendebilul sau Nostalgie de acelasi autor... frumoase scrise cuvinte ce iti fura graiul si amintirile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sunt copilul care s-a nascut cu ura si doar o ura am aceea ca urasc comunismul, m-am nascut la 4 luni dupa caderea lui si inca aud aceeasi replica „Era mai bine atunci”. Mie sintagma asta mi-a otravit sufletul si am propriile opinii in privinta lui… mult timp v-a mai trece pana ne v-am trezi si vom vedea realitate asa cum e. Pe langa asta ne-am maturizat de odata fara sa facem esentialul pas intre copilarie si maturitate. Ne-am schimbat mai repede de cat o poate face trupul nostru….ne-am maturizat fortat.&lt;br /&gt;Am uitat sa fim copii si sa ne alintam, am uitat ca fiecare persoana nutreste sa fie iubita si sa se poarte macar odata la ceva timp ca un copil. Cred ca in fiecare exista inca dorinta de a face o trasnaie fara a fi certati. Suntem mendebili nascuti printre blocuri cu iz coreean, copiii sfarsitului de mileniu 2 si inceputul celui de-al 3. Suntem ultima generatie poate care detine o copilarie inainte de a se sfarsi prea brusc in fata calculatorului sau a unor desene violente care nasc un suflet otravit.&lt;br /&gt;Suntem copii lui Sailor Moon, Tom&amp;amp;Jerry, in general a celor facute de Disney (ador Bamby) etc a jocului copilaresc si pur.... suntem crescuti jucandu-ne in fata blocului cu ceilalti copii pe o patura, cu papusi, cu masini, cu nisip taiind iarba (si nu la caini) fiecare obiect din jurul nostru fiind o unealta adusa din pre istorie….&lt;br /&gt;Eu pot sa zic ca am avut o copilarie fffffff frumoasa pictata frumos in fata unui bloc (poate era si mai frumoasa daca aveam bunici la tara), blocuri tinere, imbracate cu un var spalacit portocaliu intr-un cartier cu multi copii c-am de aceeasi varsta care stateam cat era ziua de mare... pot sa zic ca am avut o copilarie reala pentru ca prietenii de la 3-4 ani ii am inca si acum langa mine cu toate ca mai mult sufleteste decat trupeste…is departe.&lt;br /&gt;Imi amintesc papusile Barbi carora le faceam hainute….primul bulgare primit care nu m-a lovit cum ar fi trebuit ci m-am indragostit pentru prima data dar nu singura ci si prietenei mele ne-a placut de acelasi baiat, culmea nu? Bataile in scara pana ne ramaneau smocuri de par in mana…mi-am impuscat prietena cea mai buna in picior cu pistol cu bile. Faceam corturi in fata blocului drumetii cu ceilalti copii, eram sa fiu rapita (sa nu-i spuneti mamei ca ea nu stie nici dupa 12 ani). Imi placea ca ne jucam cu totii si asta a nascut in noi poate spiritul de echipa… sunt multe de povesti care au ramas ca o flacara vie in suflet si mi-e dor sa fiu din nou copilul de ieri….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715170676563548398-8005013528068494843?l=lavicat28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/feeds/8005013528068494843/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715170676563548398&amp;postID=8005013528068494843' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/8005013528068494843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/8005013528068494843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/2007/07/copilarie-unde-esti.html' title='copilarie unde estI?'/><author><name>Lavinia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07065150631678421604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/TEBINu6dg3I/AAAAAAAAADY/uHnay3azJKY/S220/hjghjggh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/Rqkcn9Z_A4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/-dhw1AtyGuM/s72-c/bambi_wp_06_1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715170676563548398.post-8083964215269247466</id><published>2007-07-24T01:20:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T01:24:11.352+03:00</updated><title type='text'>LACRIMA USCATA</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;In statia &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Piata Muncii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Pierduta usor intre 2 ganduri…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Unde?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;In gara la metrou… &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Deschid usor usile grele si reci ale salii&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Patrund… departe de vis&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Departe de paradis…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Metroul ma duce departe de ele&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;De visele mele!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Un zambet chinuit imi saruta lacrima&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Ma umplu de optimism &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Cand in inima am doar chin&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Si poate o urma de venin&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Fugitiv am primit iubire&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Acum… doar amagire&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Lacrimi tot mai amare&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Rostogolesc fardul de pe obraz&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;E necaz&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Pierduta intr-un cantec de amor&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;E doar un singur dor&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Dragoste… o secunda&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Sper sa-ti ajunga&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Un veac, off suna posac.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;O simpla imbratisare atat de dorita&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;O simpla pasiune pierduta in supliciu&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Te prabusesti si totusi iti doresti&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;O secunda de iubire in gara… intr-o gara de metrou&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Sau poate o ora de dragoste pe furis&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Hai du-ma in paradis&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Poate la tine… poate la mine&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Poate la sormea acasa&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Se aproprie ora 5, a sunat ceasul docil&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;E inutil &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Sa-ti fur un sarut&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Sa te tot port in gand&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Ma pierzi…prea departe&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Am ramas in gara la metrou&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Departe de vis&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Si poate faci ce-ai promis…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Vreau in paradis.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Alte 6 luni&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Alt infern inexplicabil&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Ma pierd in nestiut&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;E de necrezut&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;E vis… &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Ar trebui sa fiu in paradis&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Vei face ce mi-ai promis?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Ma pierd in statie &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Cobor amagita in gara la metrou&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Si-l iau pentru a ma duce departe de el&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Visator…ramane doar o amintire puerila&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;E prea rudimentar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Prea frumos sa fie adevarat&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Prea himeric si greu de atins&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Nirvana e doar pentru budist&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Metroul doar pentru calator&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Hai du-ma in cer&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;Si&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;nu fi doar un simplu calator&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;In viata mea&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;" lang="RO"&gt;In visul meu.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715170676563548398-8083964215269247466?l=lavicat28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/feeds/8083964215269247466/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715170676563548398&amp;postID=8083964215269247466' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/8083964215269247466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/8083964215269247466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/2007/07/lacrima-uscata.html' title='LACRIMA USCATA'/><author><name>Lavinia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07065150631678421604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/TEBINu6dg3I/AAAAAAAAADY/uHnay3azJKY/S220/hjghjggh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715170676563548398.post-2988755871458250931</id><published>2007-07-24T01:18:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T01:18:49.284+03:00</updated><title type='text'>oda mea</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shapetype id="_x0000_t136" coordsize="21600,21600" spt="136" adj="10800" path="m@7,l@8,m@5,21600l@6,21600e"&gt;  &lt;v:formulas&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum #0 0 10800"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod #0 2 1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum 21600 0 @1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum 21600 0 @3"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="if @0 @3 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="if @0 21600 @1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="if @0 0 @2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="if @0 @4 21600"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="mid @5 @6"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="mid @8 @5"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="mid @7 @8"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="mid @6 @7"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @6 0 @5"&gt;  &lt;/v:formulas&gt;  &lt;v:path textpathok="t" connecttype="custom" connectlocs="@9,0;@10,10800;@11,21600;@12,10800" connectangles="270,180,90,0"&gt;  &lt;v:textpath on="t" fitshape="t"&gt;  &lt;v:handles&gt;   &lt;v:h position="#0,bottomRight" xrange="6629,14971"&gt; 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 &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cataneo BT&amp;quot;;" lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Cataneo BT&amp;quot;;" lang="RO"&gt;Pe o foaie de hartie a cazut un strop de iubire si a inflorit speranta lumii de a deveni mai buna si mai frumoasa! In acel strop s-au intrunit toate ingredientele vietii: dorinta, daruire, blandete, incredere, siguranta, euforie, bucurie, energie, pretuire, delicatete, comunicare, credinta, sinceritate, suflet, prietenie si speranta si au facut temelia lumii: iubirea! Un rasarit de soare saruta marea infierbantata si-i ureaza „buna dimineata”, se trezeste in fiecare zi din pantecele ei si-i bucura firea, ea nu asteapta nimic din partea lui si el il daruieste totul, o desfata cu frumusetea razelor lui! Toata natura s-a nascut din iubire si pentru iubire, un izvor de beatitudine dorinta si impartasire! Un dar divin, impartit cu ingerii care ne poarta pe aripile lor melancolice! E simpla si totusi complicata… doar o iubire adevarata dureaza si rezista in timp cu speranta ca va fi totul bine! Natura, oamenii sau nascut in iubire si continua sa mearga pe aceeasi raza de inocenta! Se naste odata cu sufletul si continua sa traiasca atat cat sufletul dainuieste in lume si in providen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;" lang="RO"&gt;ţ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Cataneo BT&amp;quot;;" lang="RO"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Cataneo BT&amp;quot;;" lang="RO"&gt;! In fiecare colt din lume printre atatea rele se ascunde acel strop de regasire al sinelui si al aproapelui: iubirea! Iubirea adevarata nu accepta pacat, e o intruchipare a perfectiunii… prin care divinitatea se arata fiintei! O mantuire a sufletului sarac si plin de pacat! Ea te aproprie de Dumnezeu si te inzestreaza cu ce are mai bun, iti ascunde defectele… esti un inger, un trimis al lui Dumnezeu sa faci bine celui pe care-l iubesti si care crezi ca Dumnezeu ti l-a sortit! Dragostea este o trinitate formata din un el, o ea si Dumnezeu! Un lucru simplu dar atat de greu de atins! Cand se ajunge la implinire e inaltatoare si suprema, o boare fantasmatica de euforie! E asemenea stancii nebiruita de furia naturii, asemenea ploii care spinteca tot ce-i sta in cale! E de o puritate stralucita care face fata raului si razbate in tot ce este!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Cataneo BT&amp;quot;;" lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;Invata sa iubesti ca sa fii puternic si invincibil in tot ceea ce faci pe acest pamant! Pune pasiune si dorinta! Iubeste si vei fi imbatabil asemenea ei!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;" lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715170676563548398-2988755871458250931?l=lavicat28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/feeds/2988755871458250931/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715170676563548398&amp;postID=2988755871458250931' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/2988755871458250931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/2988755871458250931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/2007/07/oda-mea.html' title='oda mea'/><author><name>Lavinia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07065150631678421604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/TEBINu6dg3I/AAAAAAAAADY/uHnay3azJKY/S220/hjghjggh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715170676563548398.post-6345915522518467615</id><published>2007-07-24T01:17:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T01:17:48.306+03:00</updated><title type='text'>ohhh trecere in viitor</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;         &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Scriu proza… scriu poezie… dracu mai stie ce scriu cand bruma se scurge rece si inerta pe pamantul vestejit. Poate povestea noastra va fi titlul cartii mele de debut sau un postum! Poate va ramane doar debutul in viata mea amoroasa! Poate va ramane o fila insemnata cu taciune in viata mea…poate m-ai iubit cu adevarat desi nu mai pot crede nici macar un cuvant de-al tau si chiar daca lacrimile imi inunda poala nu prea cred ca mai are rost sa ne facem unul pe altul sa suferim atat! Acum esti doar o himera cu ganduri necurate, o necunoscuta de care mi-e dor! De ce dracu mi-e dor cand tot ce-a fost a ramas doar o umbra sangerie in suflet! Doar in sufletul meu, poate acum esti in bratele altei femei… poate fiecare lacrima de-a mea a fost un orgasm cu alta femeie poate acum nici nu mai însemn nimic pentru tine, am ramas doar fetita pe care ai initiat-o in tainele amorului. Poate nici macar nu mai stii cum ma cheama si cat de mult te-am iubit ! poate nici macar nu a existat nimic si doar a fost un ZBURATOR. Atat, doar o amintire… ma tot ridic , ma plimb ca sa nu ma chinuie din nou lacul din ochii mei! Tampit, deja e prea pueril, bocesc ca un copil lasat singur. Off asta e, nu esti ultimul de pe pamant, stii e usor de zis asta, greu de facut multe! Tu chiar crezi ca mi-a fost usor sa-ti spun ca nu mai are nici un rost, ca relatia noastra nu are nici un viitor? Nu! A fost oribil, un cosmar, nu as fi vrut sa-ti scriu niciodata asta dar asa a fost sa fie pentru ca nu m-ai iubit si doar m-ai folosit, sper ca stii ca Dumnezeu ne pedepseste daca ne batem joc de un suflet! Pueril, e o cearta puerila cu orgoliul, cu un el care nu mai exista in viata mea si nici nu mai are nici un rost sa mai sufar pentru el. Cred ca te simti minunat acum, cand puteai sa faci un pas atat de mic inainte dar tu ai facut 7 inapoi!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715170676563548398-6345915522518467615?l=lavicat28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/feeds/6345915522518467615/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715170676563548398&amp;postID=6345915522518467615' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/6345915522518467615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/6345915522518467615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/2007/07/ohhh-trecere-in-viitor.html' title='ohhh trecere in viitor'/><author><name>Lavinia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07065150631678421604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/TEBINu6dg3I/AAAAAAAAADY/uHnay3azJKY/S220/hjghjggh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715170676563548398.post-211233053238066679</id><published>2007-07-24T01:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T01:16:09.762+03:00</updated><title type='text'>vreau.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;               &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Vreau....si dak ai sti ce vreau acum ai zice ca nu sunt in toate mintile...ca un demon mi-a posedat mintea, trupul si prin tot prin ce exist....si poate nu-i adevarat...ce ti se pare asa ciudat ca vreau sa opresc timpul? Nu cu o secunda...nu cu doua ci cu o viata...sa stam frumos in patul cu lenjerie vesela si surazatoare care de abia asteapta sa ne cuprinda trupurile calde si sa le duca dincolo de ce poate timpul oferi! Sau cele 2 ore in care ne bucuram nebuni unul de altul....ce ti se pare asa iesit din comun k am sa opresc timpul macar o secunda sa te mangai mai mult....sa te imbratisez....sa te sarut prelung.....sau poate sa-ti ofer o clipa de bucurie sub forma unei lacrimi de patima si daruire!? Da...si stiu ca si tu ai opri timpul si nu doar pentru o secunda nici macar pentru o viata ci pentru o eternitate ca sa fim cel putin o statuie cu doi indragostiti care sa daruiesc....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715170676563548398-211233053238066679?l=lavicat28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/feeds/211233053238066679/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715170676563548398&amp;postID=211233053238066679' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/211233053238066679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/211233053238066679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/2007/07/vreau.html' title='vreau.........'/><author><name>Lavinia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07065150631678421604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/TEBINu6dg3I/AAAAAAAAADY/uHnay3azJKY/S220/hjghjggh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715170676563548398.post-7917840278270119333</id><published>2007-07-24T01:14:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T01:14:41.983+03:00</updated><title type='text'>metamorfoza</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                 &lt;/span&gt;Ma simt cu tine cel mai bine, e o metamorfoza a timpului… esti doar o avalansa in sufletul meu. Am sa te sui pe buturuga mea si te voi proteja ca sa-ti fie intodeauna bine. Un curcubeu de trairi imi inunda sufletul ca un val ce-mi zguduie trupul. Esti primul val ce uda nisipul in zorii zilei si ma faci sa rad frumos la soare luandu-l in brate si acceptandu-i caldura.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Am sa promit lui ca voi face din tine aceel inger care zboara deasupra capului meu. Ma intreb de ce vantul imi suiera in spate atunci cand nu esti langa mine si nici mirosul pielii tale nu-l mai am in nari? Multe intrebari vajaie prin mine cand prezenta ta nu e acolo unde as vrea sa fie...e oare atat de greu sa te transformi intr-un zambet si sa-mi alini fata...si nu o lacrima care face riduri si te transforma intr-o amintire ?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715170676563548398-7917840278270119333?l=lavicat28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/feeds/7917840278270119333/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715170676563548398&amp;postID=7917840278270119333' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/7917840278270119333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/7917840278270119333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/2007/07/metamorfoza.html' title='metamorfoza'/><author><name>Lavinia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07065150631678421604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/TEBINu6dg3I/AAAAAAAAADY/uHnay3azJKY/S220/hjghjggh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715170676563548398.post-7969509642909826425</id><published>2007-07-24T01:13:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T01:13:29.597+03:00</updated><title type='text'>30 minute</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Am 30 de minute sa-ti ofer o mare de vise de sperante…sa fug pana la tine sa te fac doar al meu pe viata! Am 30 de minute sa ma port copilareste sa ma cuibaresc la pieptul tau moale si sa te rog sa ma duci dincolo de nori de unde nu ma poate lua nimeni in acest timp. Sa decid daca stelele ma pot saruta pe frunte sau pot sa le fac la revedere. Sunt doar 30 de minute si dupa aceea suna ceasul sa fug poate par a fi o cenusareasa...poate doar o cenusareasa a viselor tale. Si totusi ma intreb de ce timpul trece tot atat de repede ca si fiorul ce-mi fulgera trupul cand ma atingi si ma duci dincolo de vise...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715170676563548398-7969509642909826425?l=lavicat28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/feeds/7969509642909826425/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715170676563548398&amp;postID=7969509642909826425' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/7969509642909826425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/7969509642909826425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/2007/07/30-minute.html' title='30 minute'/><author><name>Lavinia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07065150631678421604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/TEBINu6dg3I/AAAAAAAAADY/uHnay3azJKY/S220/hjghjggh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715170676563548398.post-9006607803791266238</id><published>2007-07-24T01:10:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T01:11:15.436+03:00</updated><title type='text'>enigma sau poate enya</title><content type='html'>E doar o apa care ne desparte....a ramas doar o enigma din viata mea sau poate enya! Sunt sunete, voci care-mi inunda urechile si-mi lasa acolo un fior! E doar calatorie pe ape sub indrumarea vantului! E doar o enigma in care ingerii ma poarta spre tine, e doar un exil in Africa si e furtuna! O voce in intuneric imi canta in ebraica!doar lumina zambetului tau inca imi apare in gand si a ramas doar o enigma trecerea timpului si doar un vis ca as putea reveni la ce-am avut! Si linistea ar trebui sa fie auzita cand imi tipa sufletul! Oriunde te-ai afla te-as putea gasi fiindca un inger ma ajuta sa te aduc spre bine! E o ploie de noiembrie care-mi atinge incet pielea si mi-e totusi frig si dor de ce-a fost al meu! E doar metamorfoza, o intoarcere la inocenta! Un templu al dragostei supreme in mijlocul invizibilului! Intre minte si suflet ma ravasesc intr-o enigma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cine cunoaste melodiile lui enigma sau enya stie ce spun.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715170676563548398-9006607803791266238?l=lavicat28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/feeds/9006607803791266238/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715170676563548398&amp;postID=9006607803791266238' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/9006607803791266238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/9006607803791266238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/2007/07/enigma-sau-poate-enya.html' title='enigma sau poate enya'/><author><name>Lavinia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07065150631678421604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/TEBINu6dg3I/AAAAAAAAADY/uHnay3azJKY/S220/hjghjggh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715170676563548398.post-830081173323823406</id><published>2007-07-24T01:09:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T01:09:58.634+03:00</updated><title type='text'>prea pueril.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;O poveste inramata pueril pe peretele vietii inca se mai tine intr-un bold ruginit. E doar o poveste in care noi doi suntem protagonistii si nu suntem constienti de asta. Ne jucam si atunci cand sarim distrugem usor, usor legatura tabloului. E doar un portret de iubire cu doi indragostiti care din cauza ploilor se degradeaza dar ramane doar o amintire in suflet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; Un cantec care rasuna suav intr-o ureche surda, e doar un cantec de leagan pentru un copil… este doar o poveste de dragoste…reala, mistica si poate si putin ireala! O parte dintr-un basm, poate o legenda in care noi cu penita de aur scriem randuri tot mai putine cu fiecare zi! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; E doar zumzetul unei albinute care se grabeste acasa, la stupul ei si-si doreste sa daruiasca dulcea miere! E doar viersul unui greieras care le canta insectelor fara sa astepte o rasplata pentru ca le-a incantat! E doar o dragostea prea dulce pentru ca tu s-o poti gusta si s-o ai pe deplin asa cum doar sufletul tau isi doreste si tu nu-ti dai seama de dorintele lui pentru ca nu stii s-asculti!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; Fiecare lacrima la care ai dat nastere a cladit cuvinte care eu ti le daruiesc, nu am de ce rani cu toate ca poate as vrea sa distrug ce se ascunde mai rau in tine si ca tu sa nu mai poti lovi si pe altcineva. Iti place sa te joci esti inca un imberb… vrei ceva mult prea dificil de daruit fara sa lasi dare stacojii pe un peisaj animat. Un copil fara jucarii, cauti ludic si intr-un pahar de apa calda!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715170676563548398-830081173323823406?l=lavicat28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/feeds/830081173323823406/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715170676563548398&amp;postID=830081173323823406' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/830081173323823406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/830081173323823406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/2007/07/prea-pueril.html' title='prea pueril.....'/><author><name>Lavinia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07065150631678421604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/TEBINu6dg3I/AAAAAAAAADY/uHnay3azJKY/S220/hjghjggh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715170676563548398.post-8620270142752467066</id><published>2007-07-24T01:06:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T01:07:58.058+03:00</updated><title type='text'>timpul si iubirea din noi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;P&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;oate as vrea sa pun un ac in calea rotii timpului pentru ca acesta sa se opreasca cand fericirea a ajuns la extaz! Mi-ar placea sa opresc timpul macar o clipa de fericire sa fie mai mult de atat, macar atat sa pot face pentru o clipa de fericire! As vrea sa ma trezesc razand si sa plang de fericire in somn si sa impart acelasi cersaf cu o fiinta neinsemnata si mica care sa rada pana se zguduie peretii si care sa ma supere pentru ca m-a trezit prea devreme dar s-o iert pentru ca e asa de dulce si ochii ei imi limpezesc viata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;As vrea sa se reia niste amintiri si sa le las asa cum au fost si sa ma bucur la fel de mult ca atunci cand au fost prima data, poate chiar mai mult decat am facut-o atunci!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Poate ar trebui sa ma trezesc din vis si sa-mi dau seama ca timpul nu poate fi risipit si nici oprit in realitate ci doar in vis! Daca vezi ca sforai si ma prefac ca schimb trecutul cu viitorul te rog trezeste-ma si ia-ma in brate si spune-mi ca nu mai lasat singura nici macar o clipa si ca mi-ai vegheat somnul! Zi-mi o poveste, zi-mi despre realitate, supara-te si tipa la mine, plangi din cauza mea dar zi-mi ca nu am pierdut limpezimea din ochii tai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715170676563548398-8620270142752467066?l=lavicat28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/feeds/8620270142752467066/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715170676563548398&amp;postID=8620270142752467066' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/8620270142752467066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/8620270142752467066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/2007/07/timpul-si-iubirea-din-noi.html' title='timpul si iubirea din noi'/><author><name>Lavinia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07065150631678421604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/TEBINu6dg3I/AAAAAAAAADY/uHnay3azJKY/S220/hjghjggh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715170676563548398.post-4963839207936039600</id><published>2007-07-24T01:04:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T01:06:07.594+03:00</updated><title type='text'>efemer in viata si in moarte</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt; Avem sperante si dorinte nemasurate in puterea gandului, ne invartim viata intr-un carusel si mergem tot spre un nimic de neindepartat. Ne nastem intr-o zi vesela sau poate intr-una trista pentru cei din jur si juram lui Dumnezeu ca nu traim degeaba ci avem un tel nemarginit pe acest pamant. Lasam usor soarta noastra sa se joace altii…sa ne jucam dupa cum canta altii…altii care au facut ceva in viata…. Suntem doar niste papusi in mainile papusarilor si ne place la nebunie sa ascultam de ei….e mai usor sa asculti decat sa deschizi gura si sa gandesti…sa spui parerea ta. Nu ne pasa deloc de cei din jur e mai usor sa vezi de capul tau. Murim usor pe zi ce trece si lasam doar un nume efemer cu doar doua boabe de roua in ochii apropriatilor…o piatra neslefuita de nimeni, o piatra pe care numele tau se sterge in timp! Nu suntem in stare sa lasam un nume in istorie… nu facand ceva rau ci ajutand pe cineva, daruind iubire neconditionat… ne complacem in acelasi infinit de temeri si esecuri care nu se mai termina si niciodata nu invatam din ele… nu vedem partea buna a unui esec ci il lasam sa ne ingroape mai mult in acelasi moloz in care inotam poate prea bine! Suntem niste fiinte care n-am invatat din pacatul stramosesc, nu invatam ca atunci cand muscam din nou si din nou din acel mar, nu se schimba nimic ci avem aceleasi consecinte! Nu invatam din apa care ne spala la botez… nu stim ca Dumnezeu ne-a curatat de pacat pentru a nu-l repeta…ne place prea mult efemeritatea pentru a fi un model de urmat… prea multe efemeritati printre oameni pentru a invata de la cineva ceva bun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715170676563548398-4963839207936039600?l=lavicat28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/feeds/4963839207936039600/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715170676563548398&amp;postID=4963839207936039600' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/4963839207936039600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/4963839207936039600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/2007/07/efemer-in-viata-si-in-moarte.html' title='efemer in viata si in moarte'/><author><name>Lavinia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07065150631678421604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/TEBINu6dg3I/AAAAAAAAADY/uHnay3azJKY/S220/hjghjggh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8715170676563548398.post-3822499632279977864</id><published>2007-07-24T01:00:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T01:03:29.655+03:00</updated><title type='text'>doar o poveste</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/RqUli9Z_A3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/D4Xlq7FtX7s/s1600-h/sa+ne+iubim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/RqUli9Z_A3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/D4Xlq7FtX7s/s320/sa+ne+iubim.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090516236341543794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;             &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;O poveste inramata pueril pe peretele vietii inca se mai tine intr-un bold ruginit. E doar o poveste in care noi doi suntem protagonistii si nu suntem constienti de asta. Ne jucam si atunci cand sarim distrugem usor, usor legatura tabloului. E doar un portret de iubire cu doi indragostiti care din cauza ploilor se degradeaza dar ramane doar o amintire in suflet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;              &lt;/span&gt;Un cantec care rasuna suav intr-o ureche surda, e doar un cantec de leagan pentru un copil… este doar o poveste de dragoste…reala, mistica si poate si putin ireala! O parte dintr-un basm, poate o legenda in care noi cu penita de aur scriem randuri tot mai putine cu fiecare zi! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;             &lt;/span&gt;E doar zumzetul unei albinute care se grabeste acasa, la stupul ei si-si doreste sa daruiasca dulcea miere! E doar viersul unui greieras care le canta insectelor fara sa astepte o rasplata pentru ca le-a incantat! E doar o dragostea prea dulce pentru ca tu s-o poti gusta si s-o ai pe deplin asa cum doar sufletul tau isi doreste si tu nu-ti dai seama de dorintele lui pentru ca nu stii s-asculti!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;Fiecare lacrima la care ai dat nastere a cladit cuvinte care eu ti le daruiesc, nu am de ce rani cu toate ca poate as vrea sa distrug ce se ascunde mai rau in tine si ca tu sa nu mai poti lovi si pe altcineva. Iti place sa te joci esti inca un imberb… vrei ceva mult prea dificil de daruit fara sa lasi dare stacojii pe un peisaj animat. Un copil fara jucarii, cauti ludic si intr-un pahar de apa calda!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715170676563548398-3822499632279977864?l=lavicat28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/feeds/3822499632279977864/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715170676563548398&amp;postID=3822499632279977864' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/3822499632279977864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715170676563548398/posts/default/3822499632279977864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavicat28.blogspot.com/2007/07/doar-o-poveste.html' title='doar o poveste'/><author><name>Lavinia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07065150631678421604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/TEBINu6dg3I/AAAAAAAAADY/uHnay3azJKY/S220/hjghjggh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B3n9GzJKdwI/RqUli9Z_A3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/D4Xlq7FtX7s/s72-c/sa+ne+iubim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
