tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38132549613609869652011-11-28T01:41:54.355+02:00I've learned that things change, people change, and it doesn't mean you forget the PAST or try to cover it up. It simply means that you move on and treasure the MEMORIES. Letting go doesn't mean giving up... it means ACCEPTING that some things weren't meant to be.Traveler Soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12649884613466625874noreply@blogger.comBlogger46125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3813254961360986965.post-78241841389772472132010-08-24T02:21:00.000+03:002010-08-24T02:21:19.242+03:002010-08-24T02:21:19.242+03:00Traveler Soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12649884613466625874noreply@blogger.com0 Draga destinatar, Bate vantul...e rece si parca miroase-a toamna. Si mi-e frig... pun o patura pe mine sa nu tremur la noapte. Ma trezesc dimineata tremurand...poate trebuia sa pun o plapuma... Si-mi lipseste ceva si-as vrea foarte mult sa am acel lucru... acel suflet...mai bine zis jumatate. Nu stiu cum de scriu scrisori de dor cand ar trebui sa scriu scrisori de bun ramas, scrisori pline de <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/qst2QGXFboCqOYox6bgY39cgU7o/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/qst2QGXFboCqOYox6bgY39cgU7o/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/qst2QGXFboCqOYox6bgY39cgU7o/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/qst2QGXFboCqOYox6bgY39cgU7o/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AlwaysAndForeverme/~4/pd9_26c70pY" height="1" width="1"/>http://alwaysforeverme24.blogspot.com/2010/08/scrisoarea-prima-si-ultima.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3813254961360986965.post-17804785127766849292010-08-18T02:21:00.000+03:002010-08-18T02:21:02.695+03:002010-08-18T02:21:02.695+03:00Traveler Soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12649884613466625874noreply@blogger.com0Tonight I've been doing some soul searching... This afternoon I walked through the city alone, just me and the music that makes me vibe... I saw so many interesting things in the city I've been living ever since I was born. I saw so many types of people, so many expressions... Riddles were written on their faces, question marks on their foreheads, the only desire of some of them was to have "a <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/q6C5U841I11YkujM8GiwPqrCuh8/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/q6C5U841I11YkujM8GiwPqrCuh8/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/q6C5U841I11YkujM8GiwPqrCuh8/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/q6C5U841I11YkujM8GiwPqrCuh8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AlwaysAndForeverme/~4/MmnZqx6OVEw" height="1" width="1"/>http://alwaysforeverme24.blogspot.com/2010/08/impressions.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3813254961360986965.post-35774181871521607102010-08-11T09:57:00.000+03:002010-08-11T09:57:01.720+03:002010-08-11T09:57:01.720+03:00Traveler Soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12649884613466625874noreply@blogger.com1Cum depasim momente critice in viata noastra? Cum reusim sa ne dam jos din pat si-n dimineata urmatoare fara nici un scop sau perspectiva? CUM?? Mai ramanem cu o raza de speranta, o umbra de "maine va fi bine" chiar si-n adancul sufletului nostru, desi nu vedem scapare? Probabil ca da. Oare credinta in Dumnezeu sau sprijinul celor din jurul nostru ne tot face sa mergem mai departe? Exista o gluma <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/TIs9WhgMpMLbCotMUUJC9Cm7gBs/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/TIs9WhgMpMLbCotMUUJC9Cm7gBs/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/TIs9WhgMpMLbCotMUUJC9Cm7gBs/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/TIs9WhgMpMLbCotMUUJC9Cm7gBs/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AlwaysAndForeverme/~4/mQPq_IogKoA" height="1" width="1"/>http://alwaysforeverme24.blogspot.com/2010/08/cum-trecem-peste-probleme-fara-solutii.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3813254961360986965.post-88740263874071530982010-08-06T03:27:00.000+03:002010-08-06T03:27:12.347+03:002010-08-06T03:27:12.347+03:00Traveler Soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12649884613466625874noreply@blogger.com1Titlul acestui post apartine unei melodii absolut superbe....care spune multe... si care-as vrea sa nu spuna totusi nimic... E o melodie despre suferinta, despre cum e sa ai inima franta-n doua, o melodie despre iubire. Un subiect d-a dreptul stupid, pe marginea caruia fiecare dintre noi face comentarii mai mult sau mai putin bazate pe experiente proprii si pe pareri intr-adevar obiective. <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9K8nw7akkHYI6WThUJpz0rNY1dc/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9K8nw7akkHYI6WThUJpz0rNY1dc/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9K8nw7akkHYI6WThUJpz0rNY1dc/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9K8nw7akkHYI6WThUJpz0rNY1dc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AlwaysAndForeverme/~4/mjQhtTSLKzE" height="1" width="1"/>http://alwaysforeverme24.blogspot.com/2010/08/carnival-of-rust.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3813254961360986965.post-18031267302551135602010-08-02T03:48:00.000+03:002010-08-02T03:48:25.972+03:002010-08-02T03:48:25.972+03:00Traveler Soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12649884613466625874noreply@blogger.com0Asta seara am luat parte la ceva ce nu as fi vrut sa vad niciodata: cum se destrama ceva ce...de ani de zile rezista cu toate minusurile si plusurile posibile pe lumea asta... Cineva a spus ca e benefica intamplarea din aceasta seara, eu nu sunt de acord. Nu e corect fata de nimeni sa lasi ANI MULTI sa treaca peste tine fara sa-i spui celui de langa tine, prietenului tau bun sau prietenilor tai <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/3LDZ-fOzY9-HmULElGq_n4lmRRg/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/3LDZ-fOzY9-HmULElGq_n4lmRRg/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/3LDZ-fOzY9-HmULElGq_n4lmRRg/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/3LDZ-fOzY9-HmULElGq_n4lmRRg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AlwaysAndForeverme/~4/kqysMr5Ydvo" height="1" width="1"/>http://alwaysforeverme24.blogspot.com/2010/08/fly-with-me.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3813254961360986965.post-60651369138705204912010-08-02T02:41:00.000+03:002010-08-02T02:41:37.167+03:002010-08-02T02:41:37.167+03:00Traveler Soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12649884613466625874noreply@blogger.com0Ha, n-as fi crezut sa ma intorc pe acest blog, sa scriu impresiile, gandurile si sentimentele mele in continuare.... chiar n-as fi crezut... ma gandeam ca a fost o faza dar in dimineata aceasta am realizat ca mi-e dor sa scriu!! Chit ca sunt cuvinte "random" scoase dintr-un capsor in care-i o varza permanenta, pare-se ca si eu ma mir de faptul ca sunt fraze si chestii logice. E bine! Sustine <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OYQdCwce7zuOmlCnJJyqKy1asTM/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OYQdCwce7zuOmlCnJJyqKy1asTM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OYQdCwce7zuOmlCnJJyqKy1asTM/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OYQdCwce7zuOmlCnJJyqKy1asTM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AlwaysAndForeverme/~4/js-pXQfqv9c" height="1" width="1"/>http://alwaysforeverme24.blogspot.com/2010/08/wowpoate-pentru-mia-oarawow.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3813254961360986965.post-8610191008645507662010-03-10T13:07:00.000+02:002010-03-10T13:07:53.836+02:002010-03-10T13:07:53.836+02:00Traveler Soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12649884613466625874noreply@blogger.com1Am pierdut motivul pentru care am facut treaba asta, dar am facut un review al blogului... si am realizat cate sentimente sunt in el... cate vise, sperante, retrairi si cate si mai cate stari... Culmea e ca inca mai sunt vivide in sufletul meu, flashback-uri m-au coplesit pe tot parcursul lecturii despre fiecare sentiment uman existent... Nu pot sa neg faptul ca mi-as dori sa sterg mai mult de <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ezEMYYoAVw9E_vwAEfKEIQFiBlU/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ezEMYYoAVw9E_vwAEfKEIQFiBlU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ezEMYYoAVw9E_vwAEfKEIQFiBlU/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ezEMYYoAVw9E_vwAEfKEIQFiBlU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AlwaysAndForeverme/~4/5cWcR2tdfD8" height="1" width="1"/>http://alwaysforeverme24.blogspot.com/2010/03/semne-de-intrebare.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3813254961360986965.post-88146575519786452442010-01-28T00:40:00.003+02:002010-01-28T01:07:40.171+02:002010-01-28T01:07:40.171+02:00Traveler Soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12649884613466625874noreply@blogger.com0Pare-se ca totul merge bine, as planned (cum nu pot afirma de foarte multe ori). Nimic nu e fara rezolvare, totul merge bine (cat se poate de bine in situatia data), afara inca mai avem zapada, iar a inceput sa ninga si ma simt ca un copil fericit. N-am motive intemeiate sa fiu fericita, nici nu stiu daca sentimentul pe care-l simt se poate numi fericire dar sa spunem ca, dintr-o lipsa de termeni <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/iyOxDUJWs1JFAfr7VLN9iqAiZsk/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/iyOxDUJWs1JFAfr7VLN9iqAiZsk/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/iyOxDUJWs1JFAfr7VLN9iqAiZsk/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/iyOxDUJWs1JFAfr7VLN9iqAiZsk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AlwaysAndForeverme/~4/K_zertQ9UQM" height="1" width="1"/>http://alwaysforeverme24.blogspot.com/2010/01/mood-swings.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3813254961360986965.post-59853784676197637492010-01-24T23:46:00.002+02:002010-01-25T00:11:52.249+02:002010-01-25T00:11:52.249+02:00Traveler Soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12649884613466625874noreply@blogger.com0Desi nu-mi place imaginea unui om ranit zangerand din toate venele, am dezvoltat o pasiune foarte puternica pentru serialul "E.R." (Spitalul de urgente). Dupa al treilea episod (si vreo trei luni de analiza asupra ciclului vietii) am realizat ca acest "echilibru"(care e dezbatut pe tema religioasa mai mult) chiar exista. Unii mor, altii se nasc.In ultima perioada m-am tot gandit la cum <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hiqu_pD3PKbKRHkNt_wA7-kjxSE/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hiqu_pD3PKbKRHkNt_wA7-kjxSE/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hiqu_pD3PKbKRHkNt_wA7-kjxSE/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hiqu_pD3PKbKRHkNt_wA7-kjxSE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AlwaysAndForeverme/~4/8f9qFSOiKe0" height="1" width="1"/>http://alwaysforeverme24.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-beginning.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3813254961360986965.post-38807981718996961042010-01-23T00:32:00.002+02:002010-01-23T00:49:05.608+02:002010-01-23T00:49:05.608+02:00Traveler Soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12649884613466625874noreply@blogger.com0Am adunat, am topit, am pastrat...si am si aruncat...Am aruncat tot ce-i negru, am pastrat tot ce albastru si am topit tot ce-i alb.NU stiu de ce am rearanjat blogul, de ce scriu ce scriu acum, de ce-l voi "relansa"...habar n-am...dar asta vreau sa fac acum, si chiar o fac.Poate ma inspira povestile altora, poate frigul de-afara care ma face mai nostalgica...sau pur si simplu am nevoie de ceva <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Mxy7QPloTKjRlCOqcKSQz8Nn2M0/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Mxy7QPloTKjRlCOqcKSQz8Nn2M0/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Mxy7QPloTKjRlCOqcKSQz8Nn2M0/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Mxy7QPloTKjRlCOqcKSQz8Nn2M0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AlwaysAndForeverme/~4/YZ5JxcB95A4" height="1" width="1"/>http://alwaysforeverme24.blogspot.com/2010/01/alte-ganduri-adunate.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3813254961360986965.post-43565214941647467712009-09-12T22:43:00.002+03:002009-09-12T22:45:25.704+03:002009-09-12T22:45:25.704+03:00Traveler Soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12649884613466625874noreply@blogger.com0Norisori pufosi, care mai de care mai albi, in nuante de gri, altii rosiatici...multi norisori...ploaie marunta marunta, adieri de vant reci, un gand cald si-un zambet nostalgic.Imbracam orasul in ceata deasa, punem norisorii pe trei straturi, organizam totul ca la carte, reinventam nuantele de gri si aramiu, in loc de-apus oferim un curcubeu superb si doar o raza de soare de foc.Si cum mai <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/CtnBylfPHE7o9HLUbpUViX7VXlg/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/CtnBylfPHE7o9HLUbpUViX7VXlg/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/CtnBylfPHE7o9HLUbpUViX7VXlg/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/CtnBylfPHE7o9HLUbpUViX7VXlg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AlwaysAndForeverme/~4/TasxxUaREgY" height="1" width="1"/>http://alwaysforeverme24.blogspot.com/2009/09/fara-titlucuvinte-aiurea.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3813254961360986965.post-87097813066959435322009-07-27T14:56:00.002+03:002009-07-27T17:02:02.058+03:002009-07-27T17:02:02.058+03:00Traveler Soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12649884613466625874noreply@blogger.com1 &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt; Normal 0 21 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt; &lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:Wingdings; panose-1:5 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0; mso-font-charset:2; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:0 268435456 0 0 -2147483648 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/k_vE2tvy9yfizNxeMdNQ_CWHsQ0/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/k_vE2tvy9yfizNxeMdNQ_CWHsQ0/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/k_vE2tvy9yfizNxeMdNQ_CWHsQ0/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/k_vE2tvy9yfizNxeMdNQ_CWHsQ0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AlwaysAndForeverme/~4/_aYOdJT0b_E" height="1" width="1"/>http://alwaysforeverme24.blogspot.com/2009/07/calatorie-departe-ganduri-si-impresii.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3813254961360986965.post-14458968219598257142009-06-14T19:20:00.002+03:002009-06-14T19:47:21.807+03:002009-06-14T19:47:21.807+03:00Traveler Soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12649884613466625874noreply@blogger.com2NU stiu ce-mi veni sa plec...parca nici dor de casa nu-mi e...scopul meu de fapt e foarte bine definit, atat de bine ca si sentimentul pe care-l am ca scopul meu nu va fi atins...Dar ce frumos e cand ma uit la cerul mereu senin, fie noapte fie zi...soarele arde fara mila tot ce prinde-n cale, la fel si timpul care trece fara sa se faca simtit...Nici nu stiu cand au trecut 2 saptamani de cand am <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/bAKxvvWu4JP1lemProNI5ACtBpA/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/bAKxvvWu4JP1lemProNI5ACtBpA/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/bAKxvvWu4JP1lemProNI5ACtBpA/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/bAKxvvWu4JP1lemProNI5ACtBpA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AlwaysAndForeverme/~4/k-gJ_40KlpY" height="1" width="1"/>http://alwaysforeverme24.blogspot.com/2009/06/departe-undeva.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3813254961360986965.post-58663859996718049022009-05-18T15:49:00.003+03:002009-05-18T15:58:14.358+03:002009-05-18T15:58:14.358+03:00Traveler Soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12649884613466625874noreply@blogger.com2Did you say it?"I love you! I don't ever want to live without you, you changed my life"Did you say it?Make a plan, set a goal, work toward it.But every now and then look around, drink it in...cause this is it! It might all be gone tomorrow...Grey's Anatomy - Season 5, episode 24Greg Laswell - Off I go <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/NojNPstZddXLFKLfIrvNh4NVOAo/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/NojNPstZddXLFKLfIrvNh4NVOAo/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/NojNPstZddXLFKLfIrvNh4NVOAo/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/NojNPstZddXLFKLfIrvNh4NVOAo/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AlwaysAndForeverme/~4/TyrxPeJWWpI" height="1" width="1"/>http://alwaysforeverme24.blogspot.com/2009/05/did-you-say-it.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3813254961360986965.post-43142003092356109532009-05-18T13:37:00.008+03:002009-05-18T14:13:30.351+03:002009-05-18T14:13:30.351+03:00Traveler Soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12649884613466625874noreply@blogger.com0Mi-a intrat soarele sub piele, praful mi-a acoperit fata si-ncerc sa nu ma las doborata de caldura coplesitoare...adunam, adunam adunam...sunt singura care inca mai injura si blesteama inconstientii care cred ca ajuta, dar de fapt mai mult incurca.. ceilalti s-au obisnuit, s-au resemnat...ei doar fac ce pot...Entuziasmul mi-a pierit din secunda in care am coborat din masina si am realizat ca <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/HeyWevWMs5CQeJBYJRyClHSPNGc/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/HeyWevWMs5CQeJBYJRyClHSPNGc/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/HeyWevWMs5CQeJBYJRyClHSPNGc/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/HeyWevWMs5CQeJBYJRyClHSPNGc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AlwaysAndForeverme/~4/x00v-HXWN6o" height="1" width="1"/>http://alwaysforeverme24.blogspot.com/2009/05/inchisoare.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3813254961360986965.post-47275381306787465282009-05-15T00:23:00.002+03:002009-05-15T00:41:15.022+03:002009-05-15T00:41:15.022+03:00Traveler Soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12649884613466625874noreply@blogger.com3In ultima vreme am auzit o gramada de cuvinte aruncate ba la nimereala, ba cu intentii ascunse, care mai de care mai malefice, altele cu intentii nobile...dar tot ascunse...Incep sa-mi pierd speranta, si, pe masura ce ma scufund in resemnare, incep sa ma scald intr-un ocean de ganduri negre care-mi ineaca sufletul...imi taie respiratia numele tau, iubite, tu, cel ce nu mai esti al meu...poate <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/RxoWTTJ9qzuF1I09hcc2Ft1mF1Y/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/RxoWTTJ9qzuF1I09hcc2Ft1mF1Y/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/RxoWTTJ9qzuF1I09hcc2Ft1mF1Y/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/RxoWTTJ9qzuF1I09hcc2Ft1mF1Y/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AlwaysAndForeverme/~4/LJyBJnvG4w4" height="1" width="1"/>http://alwaysforeverme24.blogspot.com/2009/05/ganduri-degeaba.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3813254961360986965.post-70255649194312931302009-05-12T13:43:00.005+03:002009-05-12T13:58:20.956+03:002009-05-12T13:58:20.956+03:00Traveler Soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12649884613466625874noreply@blogger.com0Păcatul îmi trezeşte de sine uitarea,Şi răul se dezlănţuie-n sufletul meu.În aer văd albastru cum vine-nserarea,Şi fulguie în suflet chinul lung si greu.Mi-e sufletul, iubite, o aprigă iarnă,În tine se aşterne speranţa mea.Aud cum bate-n vifori, la geamuri, tristeţea,Şi o privesc pierdută de după perdea.Nu-mi mai recunosc nici glasul, nici mâna,Chiar chitara-mi pare străină acum,Totul e straniu: <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mSu3tYRqOILFla83DgasZRvgpYE/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mSu3tYRqOILFla83DgasZRvgpYE/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mSu3tYRqOILFla83DgasZRvgpYE/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mSu3tYRqOILFla83DgasZRvgpYE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AlwaysAndForeverme/~4/7_pxj5kqky4" height="1" width="1"/>http://alwaysforeverme24.blogspot.com/2009/05/ruga.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3813254961360986965.post-40933111901669113642009-05-11T16:22:00.003+03:002009-05-11T16:56:10.835+03:002009-05-11T16:56:10.835+03:00Traveler Soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12649884613466625874noreply@blogger.com0Nu renunt, orice-ar fi! Nu ma las doborata de sperante spulberate si vise ne-mplinite, nu va las sa zambiti satisfacuti de esecul meu, caci eu nu esuez ca o nava veche ce-si vrea sfarsitul in largul marii...Eu doar castig! mereu, cu zambetul pe puze, fie el fals, cu ochii-nlacrimati de tristete, voi inainta, indiferent de cat de abrupta e panta. fac o mica pauza si ma intorc sa-mi limpezesc ochii <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Fs3rjBdD_Bd7AukEzkJKHkRd-KM/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Fs3rjBdD_Bd7AukEzkJKHkRd-KM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Fs3rjBdD_Bd7AukEzkJKHkRd-KM/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Fs3rjBdD_Bd7AukEzkJKHkRd-KM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AlwaysAndForeverme/~4/qVoHxXsZJNk" height="1" width="1"/>http://alwaysforeverme24.blogspot.com/2009/05/influente.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3813254961360986965.post-7283050592608936612009-05-05T12:18:00.002+03:002009-05-05T12:34:05.185+03:002009-05-05T12:34:05.185+03:00Traveler Soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12649884613466625874noreply@blogger.com0Si ploua la mine-n suflet, si simt cum ma topesc sub stropi reci de ploaie dulce...si vantul-mi imprastie picaturile pe fata, nu mai stiu de plang sau rad, simt ca mor, si ploaia tot cade si cade si cade... si tot merg, si m-afund in nisipul fierbinte, si ma scald in ploaia de primavara, si simt cum nu mai simt nimic...si parc-as vrea sa te am....si parca n-as mai vrea...dar totusi vreau...tu <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UCTIxEtyNydLtrBHAyml8rSbN1A/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UCTIxEtyNydLtrBHAyml8rSbN1A/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UCTIxEtyNydLtrBHAyml8rSbN1A/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UCTIxEtyNydLtrBHAyml8rSbN1A/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AlwaysAndForeverme/~4/S_4cb2LZ4eI" height="1" width="1"/>http://alwaysforeverme24.blogspot.com/2009/05/ploaia.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3813254961360986965.post-27588564463824561632009-05-05T11:25:00.002+03:002009-05-05T12:07:17.587+03:002009-05-05T12:07:17.587+03:00Traveler Soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12649884613466625874noreply@blogger.com1Nu as vrea decat sa zburd intr-o lume fara ciment, fara beton...fara smoala neagra...Si sa simt doar nisipul fierbinte sub talpile grabite ce vor s-ajunga la capatul lumii...Ma trezesc din vis sufocata de brate de betoane, asurzita de claxoane enervante si orbita de lumini false, si incerc sa scap din stramtoarea dusmanului ce tot omul l-a creat, insa nu pot... pentru ca sunt dependenta de el... <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ecz58miAa8rwhtkiN37XIc1lwwg/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ecz58miAa8rwhtkiN37XIc1lwwg/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ecz58miAa8rwhtkiN37XIc1lwwg/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ecz58miAa8rwhtkiN37XIc1lwwg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AlwaysAndForeverme/~4/nQ9vln_8zCw" height="1" width="1"/>http://alwaysforeverme24.blogspot.com/2009/05/diferente.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3813254961360986965.post-23688257966602883172009-04-14T16:50:00.003+03:002009-04-14T16:56:23.731+03:002009-04-14T16:56:23.731+03:00Traveler Soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12649884613466625874noreply@blogger.com0Nu stiu ce vreau sa scot in evidenta in afara de evident :P, poate imi va explica si mie cineva odata si-odata. Sunt versuri din cantecele mele preferate, ar mai fi cateva care ar putea fi adaugate, dar ma rezum la atat...for the moment....“It's not a silly little momentIt's not the storm before the calmThis is the deep and dyin breath ofThis love we've been workin on”John Mayer – Slow dancing in <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BLkca_kywIb9Ybt4AiZhyV7ysvU/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BLkca_kywIb9Ybt4AiZhyV7ysvU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BLkca_kywIb9Ybt4AiZhyV7ysvU/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BLkca_kywIb9Ybt4AiZhyV7ysvU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AlwaysAndForeverme/~4/Luh76ufBBTc" height="1" width="1"/>http://alwaysforeverme24.blogspot.com/2009/04/culegere-de-versuri-intelegere.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3813254961360986965.post-26970440360585806802009-04-14T13:23:00.004+03:002009-04-14T16:02:04.088+03:002009-04-14T16:02:04.088+03:00Traveler Soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12649884613466625874noreply@blogger.com0Inspirata din multe elemente noi aparute in viziunea mea de "o mana de om", aseara mi-am adus aminte de o cabana foarte draga mie, la care mergeam cu familia. Gasca mare, nebunie, ca de obicei.Cabana se afla in M-tii Leaota, o zona magnifica (daca ignori satul de...oameni colorati prin care treci pt a ajunge la destinatie), cu o priveliste superba si tocmai pe placul meu (culmea!).Cand ajung <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/l-TPgBqe2MthPL4V3HW0Z0ni7Kk/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/l-TPgBqe2MthPL4V3HW0Z0ni7Kk/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/l-TPgBqe2MthPL4V3HW0Z0ni7Kk/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/l-TPgBqe2MthPL4V3HW0Z0ni7Kk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AlwaysAndForeverme/~4/ofLB2FA6iu8" height="1" width="1"/>http://alwaysforeverme24.blogspot.com/2009/04/muze.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3813254961360986965.post-28880502376460671942009-04-08T17:56:00.002+03:002009-04-08T18:24:00.448+03:002009-04-08T18:24:00.448+03:00Traveler Soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12649884613466625874noreply@blogger.com1Ce ma bucura pe mine uite-asa usor-usor si putin cate putin ipocrizia care devine chiar parte din cei care-o practica... ce-mi mai place sa vad zambete false in jurul meu si amabilitate pentru ca...na... we have to be compliant...uff..Si ce-mi mai plac rautatile facute "cu sange rece" si cu zambetul sincer si calduros pe buze..Si ce-mi mai place cand unii oameni nu stiu sa mai faca diferenta <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tDUQSc51omvxhnkfvJdU1vIvFa4/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tDUQSc51omvxhnkfvJdU1vIvFa4/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tDUQSc51omvxhnkfvJdU1vIvFa4/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tDUQSc51omvxhnkfvJdU1vIvFa4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AlwaysAndForeverme/~4/_YcrKgwwGfo" height="1" width="1"/>http://alwaysforeverme24.blogspot.com/2009/04/wow.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3813254961360986965.post-42949123960721255192009-04-02T16:39:00.003+03:002009-04-02T17:26:24.794+03:002009-04-02T17:26:24.794+03:00Traveler Soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12649884613466625874noreply@blogger.com1Pentru prima oara, dupa incredibil de mult timp, scriu cu pixul pe hartie ce simt si ce gandesc (in sfarsit, ceva "non-business related" :P). Si, pentru prima oara, dupa ceva vreme, pun mana pe chitara si reincep sa traiesc.Si tot pentru prima oara dupa foarte, foarte mult timp pot spune DA, sunt fericita. desi nu s-a schimbat nimic in viata mea, deci tot ce aceleasi probleme mai mult sau mai <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JCihVOPqN81TticTvRg0j4N-Rbg/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JCihVOPqN81TticTvRg0j4N-Rbg/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JCihVOPqN81TticTvRg0j4N-Rbg/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JCihVOPqN81TticTvRg0j4N-Rbg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AlwaysAndForeverme/~4/SxqwlxmUtYA" height="1" width="1"/>http://alwaysforeverme24.blogspot.com/2009/04/scriu-cu-pixul-pe-hartie-transpunere.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3813254961360986965.post-84558844221907414942009-03-30T14:59:00.002+03:002009-03-30T15:19:08.658+03:002009-03-30T15:19:08.658+03:00Traveler Soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12649884613466625874noreply@blogger.com1Si parca-mi ating cu mana noul "drum" ce sper sa-l imbratisez cat de curand..Si parca, pe zi ce trece, si pe masura ce norii sunt ba mai negri, ba mai luminosi, dorinta de-a pleca e si mai mare...Nici macar anii, amintirile si, cel mai important, prietenii, nu ma mai pot tine aici.Tot ce-i frumos de-aici parca ma indeparteaza si mai tare... ce mai tura-vura, un dor de duca...Niciodata nu am <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EX2utimz_WSq0Jm4xs2Jlv6Z00A/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EX2utimz_WSq0Jm4xs2Jlv6Z00A/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EX2utimz_WSq0Jm4xs2Jlv6Z00A/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EX2utimz_WSq0Jm4xs2Jlv6Z00A/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AlwaysAndForeverme/~4/NqEnSpEZkY0" height="1" width="1"/>http://alwaysforeverme24.blogspot.com/2009/03/revelatie.html