<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-8958000761625898313</id><updated>2024-12-19T05:25:59.199+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fire and Angels</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Copilul De Lego</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13907150052070268200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYfKHsDXZLJrnI4mN3uRJyo-ROF3spA6vnBFVakNdCXE9_BwO02dZddZ61em03qp4Vqsjk7pj82pXmUiIuzuaNHgtFZPpUHOpYk9mkZJF0lyiOiuNWTU2GR5sVmqdiTg/s220/20120822_175910.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8958000761625898313.post-6013530744834620888</id><published>2012-11-16T12:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-11-16T12:29:40.300+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sau poate...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv2F0XcQSE9P2Oo8LXO5ZhnyzB46tku-cNP1OYz56BBzPoEi6SckEiihFWInFr_vARtv3cSzkv8wwaarHvNXUsOo3dedJ8bQ-I7pB4__2OImhubF_JvcrlecfS0wp2k2yPhlMZPCJ_B6de/s1600/images.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;143&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv2F0XcQSE9P2Oo8LXO5ZhnyzB46tku-cNP1OYz56BBzPoEi6SckEiihFWInFr_vARtv3cSzkv8wwaarHvNXUsOo3dedJ8bQ-I7pB4__2OImhubF_JvcrlecfS0wp2k2yPhlMZPCJ_B6de/s200/images.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
   Cineva supunea &quot;ai grija ce-ti doresti ca s-ar putea sa se intample&quot; . La dracu`....de ce a trebuit sa fie asa? Mi-am dorit sa fiu doar eu si EL, sa adormim si sa ne trezim impreuna sub acelasi cer... si asta am.... dar nu am vrut sa pierd familia, prietenii, limba si pamantul natal....am primit ce am vrut. Sau poate...
    Nici pe el nu il am asa cum era in visele mele de copila, nici eu nu mai sunt in acelasi vis. Aici e intuneric si frig. de ce? in fis era cald si bine, eu si el, fericiti....Poate viata de cuplu nu e asa cum mi-am imaginat`o, poate asa trebuie sa fie si poate nu mai am dreptul sa ma plang. Sau poate....
    Mi-e frica sa spun cu voce tare ce gandesc chiar daca nimeni nu ma aude, prefer sa tac chiar si atunci cand poate ar fi fost bine sa vorbesc, prefer sa fug decat sa lupt. Trebuie sa tfac ce trebuie, Sau poate...
    Vreau sa stau aici, vreau sa fiu fericita, vreau sa fie fericit, sa avem o familie. Si el vrea. Sau poate...
    
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/feeds/6013530744834620888/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2012/11/sau-poate.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/6013530744834620888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/6013530744834620888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2012/11/sau-poate.html' title='Sau poate...'/><author><name>Copilul De Lego</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13907150052070268200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYfKHsDXZLJrnI4mN3uRJyo-ROF3spA6vnBFVakNdCXE9_BwO02dZddZ61em03qp4Vqsjk7pj82pXmUiIuzuaNHgtFZPpUHOpYk9mkZJF0lyiOiuNWTU2GR5sVmqdiTg/s220/20120822_175910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv2F0XcQSE9P2Oo8LXO5ZhnyzB46tku-cNP1OYz56BBzPoEi6SckEiihFWInFr_vARtv3cSzkv8wwaarHvNXUsOo3dedJ8bQ-I7pB4__2OImhubF_JvcrlecfS0wp2k2yPhlMZPCJ_B6de/s72-c/images.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8958000761625898313.post-8042565245140893344</id><published>2012-03-24T21:26:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2012-03-24T21:34:26.389+02:00</updated><title type='text'>E despre azi....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfNRip75PHtcnTqbY3hyphenhyphenwuvwHf5dv0t5SwiD8bwAMBblzVrmfLAIYLfvGuT1GDKaGEtCKhJx9GS443ns3bZG6dyqjV-qaXb_fbZ9JpMzBtk2je-a2KPQIdkVMS59VJGom5FBFPc0xehK8t/s1600/Footprints+in+sand.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 146px; height: 200px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfNRip75PHtcnTqbY3hyphenhyphenwuvwHf5dv0t5SwiD8bwAMBblzVrmfLAIYLfvGuT1GDKaGEtCKhJx9GS443ns3bZG6dyqjV-qaXb_fbZ9JpMzBtk2je-a2KPQIdkVMS59VJGom5FBFPc0xehK8t/s200/Footprints+in+sand.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5723547739544964674&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu ma mai chemati ca nu o sa mai vin....&lt;br /&gt;Nu ma mai cautati ca nu o sa mai fiu...&lt;br /&gt;Nu ma mai intrebati ca nu o sa mai raspund...&lt;br /&gt;Nu ma mai strigati ca nu o sa va mai aud....&lt;br /&gt;De azi va las tot. Va las tot la picioare, tot castelul meu cladit, acum ma afund in nisip. Nici tu, nici tu nu o sa ma mai cauti ca stiu ca nu iti pasa. Tu esti doar curios. Tu nu mori de dor, ci de curiozitate. Tu nu mori fara mine, dar eu nu pot trai fara tine. Eu nu pot cladi singura ca tine. Eu am nevoie de tine sa`mi fi arhitect, am nevoie sa`mi fi aproape cand te strig, sa ma ascund la pieptul tau. Dar tu nu ma vrei... Chiar daca esti plecat... nu conteaza... tu poti fi ...dar tu nu vrei.... nici macar TU</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/feeds/8042565245140893344/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2012/03/e-despre-azi.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/8042565245140893344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/8042565245140893344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2012/03/e-despre-azi.html' title='E despre azi....'/><author><name>Copilul De Lego</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13907150052070268200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYfKHsDXZLJrnI4mN3uRJyo-ROF3spA6vnBFVakNdCXE9_BwO02dZddZ61em03qp4Vqsjk7pj82pXmUiIuzuaNHgtFZPpUHOpYk9mkZJF0lyiOiuNWTU2GR5sVmqdiTg/s220/20120822_175910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfNRip75PHtcnTqbY3hyphenhyphenwuvwHf5dv0t5SwiD8bwAMBblzVrmfLAIYLfvGuT1GDKaGEtCKhJx9GS443ns3bZG6dyqjV-qaXb_fbZ9JpMzBtk2je-a2KPQIdkVMS59VJGom5FBFPc0xehK8t/s72-c/Footprints+in+sand.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8958000761625898313.post-4552746463390918688</id><published>2012-03-08T00:14:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2012-03-08T00:18:52.104+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Nu Te Iubesc</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDmqv4Tj8HaNrqHVjM2hV8sEAaiAqJnUy64-aQsCppdwj9PfXcUABvVCvKE-pU59V6_ieHDtk537U25clAIiPwpl40L-1UY2Nv-nXcGOy6IH08tFO5yKPOXNDzkfa3ObYjqzwW2LH0TN6h/s1600/altar_of_flame_by_adamas7.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 161px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDmqv4Tj8HaNrqHVjM2hV8sEAaiAqJnUy64-aQsCppdwj9PfXcUABvVCvKE-pU59V6_ieHDtk537U25clAIiPwpl40L-1UY2Nv-nXcGOy6IH08tFO5yKPOXNDzkfa3ObYjqzwW2LH0TN6h/s200/altar_of_flame_by_adamas7.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5717283175852627106&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru prima data in viata mea simt ca &quot;TE IUBESC&quot; nu ajunge sa iti spuna tot ce simt....pentru ca eu nu te iubesc de fapt...iubesc locurile noastre, iubesc amintirile cu tine, iubesc mirosul pielii tale, si orice piesa din puzzle-ul relatiei noastre. Dar pe tine ca fiinta suprema ce mi ai luminat viata....nu te iubesc...nu e suficient....eu TE ADOR...da! esti printul meu cu ochii albastrii pe care il ador....il venerez, iar altarul este chiar sufletul meu...loc in care vei ramane pana la ultima suflare...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/feeds/4552746463390918688/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2012/03/nu-te-iubesc.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/4552746463390918688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/4552746463390918688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2012/03/nu-te-iubesc.html' title='Nu Te Iubesc'/><author><name>Copilul De Lego</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13907150052070268200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYfKHsDXZLJrnI4mN3uRJyo-ROF3spA6vnBFVakNdCXE9_BwO02dZddZ61em03qp4Vqsjk7pj82pXmUiIuzuaNHgtFZPpUHOpYk9mkZJF0lyiOiuNWTU2GR5sVmqdiTg/s220/20120822_175910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDmqv4Tj8HaNrqHVjM2hV8sEAaiAqJnUy64-aQsCppdwj9PfXcUABvVCvKE-pU59V6_ieHDtk537U25clAIiPwpl40L-1UY2Nv-nXcGOy6IH08tFO5yKPOXNDzkfa3ObYjqzwW2LH0TN6h/s72-c/altar_of_flame_by_adamas7.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8958000761625898313.post-6240310135570766713</id><published>2012-03-06T22:19:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2012-03-06T22:30:42.313+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Inceputul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxXn4WPk1sKRo03dKjWh9XEtOKlyKTaxzbOWL5JVuGDXrvp-tKYpuHYSe0SKqIG-i8ydgul6Wht4uNGFt81wMey9Ig6w3yYcVljt0CIHxzRrMhPDpYmAPNHnKavsHIPEsMBf0IyOEmDvlP/s1600/airplanes1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxXn4WPk1sKRo03dKjWh9XEtOKlyKTaxzbOWL5JVuGDXrvp-tKYpuHYSe0SKqIG-i8ydgul6Wht4uNGFt81wMey9Ig6w3yYcVljt0CIHxzRrMhPDpYmAPNHnKavsHIPEsMBf0IyOEmDvlP/s200/airplanes1.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716884165764490370&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toata lumea imi zice ca ai plecat. Dar eu nu ii cred pentru ca stiu ca nu e adevarat...tu esti aici in sufletul meu, in fiecare pas si in fiecare gand. In fiecare umbra, strada, sunet te vad ... Doar o  holograma a ceea ce odata am fost NOI. Am fost la tine acasa si te am  cautat, te am strigat...iti strigam numele dar nu mi raspundeai....nu ma auzeai...nu  veneai sa ma strangi in brate si sa mi dai doza de morfina cu care ma  hraneam in fiecare zi... Sunt in sevraj..Captiva in propria mi viata .....o stare de sevraj continua, un sentiment infinit de  dureros...ca o rana ce nu se mai vindeca. Imi e dor de vocea ta, imi e dor de pielea ta, imi e dor de zambetul si de ochii tai blanzi... Imi e dor de Albastrul meu... de cerul meu albastru</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/feeds/6240310135570766713/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2012/03/inceputul.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/6240310135570766713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/6240310135570766713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2012/03/inceputul.html' title='Inceputul'/><author><name>Copilul De Lego</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13907150052070268200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYfKHsDXZLJrnI4mN3uRJyo-ROF3spA6vnBFVakNdCXE9_BwO02dZddZ61em03qp4Vqsjk7pj82pXmUiIuzuaNHgtFZPpUHOpYk9mkZJF0lyiOiuNWTU2GR5sVmqdiTg/s220/20120822_175910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxXn4WPk1sKRo03dKjWh9XEtOKlyKTaxzbOWL5JVuGDXrvp-tKYpuHYSe0SKqIG-i8ydgul6Wht4uNGFt81wMey9Ig6w3yYcVljt0CIHxzRrMhPDpYmAPNHnKavsHIPEsMBf0IyOEmDvlP/s72-c/airplanes1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8958000761625898313.post-4742017228210687637</id><published>2011-04-28T22:17:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T00:12:40.511+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Un muritor ce a incercat sa sfideze</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifhTM5zzBWPOu-2w9n42ZLvFg6ZN-GeGYxYQ1RjXdZsMtFlyjdMICGcUALjZkAmDmNdqWHDJ3hItvrPo13Tk5-49YqAl-p1CgmTcDnPE8ZSc2zQCyOBZHH25mrIPUbR_nF_phTZxeR-m2A/s1600/Copyrighted_Image_Reuse_Prohibited_337046.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifhTM5zzBWPOu-2w9n42ZLvFg6ZN-GeGYxYQ1RjXdZsMtFlyjdMICGcUALjZkAmDmNdqWHDJ3hItvrPo13Tk5-49YqAl-p1CgmTcDnPE8ZSc2zQCyOBZHH25mrIPUbR_nF_phTZxeR-m2A/s320/Copyrighted_Image_Reuse_Prohibited_337046.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600721862154246386&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimeni nu ti-a spus ca pentru a aprinde focul dragostei trebuie sa arda doua flacari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai acceptat o singura flacara, multe paie aruncte in vant, frunze uscate si foarte rar cate o mana de vreascuri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focul o sa arda, o sa te incalzeasca...dar cand se va stinge o sa te simti tarata departe de vatra de catre ghearele crude ale gerului din suflet, bratele puternice ale dezamagirii si coltii fiarei numita de muritori durere. Se va presara peste sufletul si trupul tau tristete, depresie si multe ploi de lacrimi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stai fara grija caci vei invata din nou sa mergi ; dar sufletul, sufletul tau va purta urmele focului stins pentru intreaga ta existenta deoarece ai cutezat sa incalci porunca zeilor strabuni. I-ai maniat iar acum vei pierii pe altarul agoniei...pentru eternitate.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/feeds/4742017228210687637/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2011/04/un-muritor-ce-incercat-sa-sfideze.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/4742017228210687637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/4742017228210687637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2011/04/un-muritor-ce-incercat-sa-sfideze.html' title='Un muritor ce a incercat sa sfideze'/><author><name>Copilul De Lego</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13907150052070268200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYfKHsDXZLJrnI4mN3uRJyo-ROF3spA6vnBFVakNdCXE9_BwO02dZddZ61em03qp4Vqsjk7pj82pXmUiIuzuaNHgtFZPpUHOpYk9mkZJF0lyiOiuNWTU2GR5sVmqdiTg/s220/20120822_175910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifhTM5zzBWPOu-2w9n42ZLvFg6ZN-GeGYxYQ1RjXdZsMtFlyjdMICGcUALjZkAmDmNdqWHDJ3hItvrPo13Tk5-49YqAl-p1CgmTcDnPE8ZSc2zQCyOBZHH25mrIPUbR_nF_phTZxeR-m2A/s72-c/Copyrighted_Image_Reuse_Prohibited_337046.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8958000761625898313.post-6060520309512165778</id><published>2011-02-16T12:18:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T12:27:46.559+02:00</updated><title type='text'>De ce te iubesc ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0PDnQ1v6jn46ICXl3xH2q1LSWPStBkWEMcXBoJLbKGRT95jRJsoHOF69DSVGyw0pkI23_Itz3OpXo38Od9oqAtRe4ebvT7a5qqQgZel_ciTGsJGRvekoF2d9lalAPCfQ_KoFEsBsBwFA2/s1600/blue_rose.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0PDnQ1v6jn46ICXl3xH2q1LSWPStBkWEMcXBoJLbKGRT95jRJsoHOF69DSVGyw0pkI23_Itz3OpXo38Od9oqAtRe4ebvT7a5qqQgZel_ciTGsJGRvekoF2d9lalAPCfQ_KoFEsBsBwFA2/s320/blue_rose.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574232143505120210&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te iubesc pentru ca stii sa ma asculti, te iubesc pentru ca iti place sa ma asculti. Te iubesc pentru ca stii sa apreciezi o femeie, te iubesc pentru ca stii sa ma apreciezi pe mine, te iubesc pentru ca m`ai facut femeie, te iubesc pentru ca esti ironic si rau cateodata, te iubesc pentru ca stii cand sa ma strangi in brate si cand sa ma lasi singura, te iubesc pentru ca m`ai invatat ca sexul e o arta si nu o povara, te iubesc pentru ca am invatat sa impart totul cu tine, ca m`ai invatat sa nu impart cu nimeni, te iubesc pentru ca mi`ai aratat culori, ca mi`ai aratat ca sunt frumoasa, ca m`ai invatat sa cer, ca m`ai invatat sa nu tac atunci cand vreau ceva, ca m`ai invatat sa nu ma multumesc cu putin, ca m`ai invatat sa vreau, ca m`ai facut fericita, te iubesc pentru ceea ce esti, te iubesc pentru ceea ce sunt cand sunt cu tine. Te iubesc pentru ca m`ai invatat sa iubesc</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/feeds/6060520309512165778/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2011/02/de-ce-te-iubesc.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/6060520309512165778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/6060520309512165778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2011/02/de-ce-te-iubesc.html' title='De ce te iubesc ?'/><author><name>Copilul De Lego</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13907150052070268200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYfKHsDXZLJrnI4mN3uRJyo-ROF3spA6vnBFVakNdCXE9_BwO02dZddZ61em03qp4Vqsjk7pj82pXmUiIuzuaNHgtFZPpUHOpYk9mkZJF0lyiOiuNWTU2GR5sVmqdiTg/s220/20120822_175910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0PDnQ1v6jn46ICXl3xH2q1LSWPStBkWEMcXBoJLbKGRT95jRJsoHOF69DSVGyw0pkI23_Itz3OpXo38Od9oqAtRe4ebvT7a5qqQgZel_ciTGsJGRvekoF2d9lalAPCfQ_KoFEsBsBwFA2/s72-c/blue_rose.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8958000761625898313.post-2028549419101363220</id><published>2011-01-25T14:14:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T14:22:52.770+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sea Storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_aMc05otA2YkI2pScgR9kqsq5YNPPjPkI8q-rRtCfTKkLIYcy-ktpNneU-MtF7JOv7ApaH6GOTY9TBZyP8O5gLt7oJn-hAeBP5E-xDEz2lPy2R9ybKDE_RFC5eNhPQikU4QrVZKXZp_zy/s1600/seastorm2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_aMc05otA2YkI2pScgR9kqsq5YNPPjPkI8q-rRtCfTKkLIYcy-ktpNneU-MtF7JOv7ApaH6GOTY9TBZyP8O5gLt7oJn-hAeBP5E-xDEz2lPy2R9ybKDE_RFC5eNhPQikU4QrVZKXZp_zy/s320/seastorm2.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566097385140633986&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valuri albastre in suflet negru curatat de amintiri si suferinta, durere si regrete se sparg de tarmul sufletului meu... iar tu stai si te uiti ravnind la o furtuna mai rea. De ce tu, Poseidon al marii mele?...de ce ai maniat zeii dragostei? Cu ce scop meschin ai intrat in sufletul meu?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/feeds/2028549419101363220/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2011/01/valuri-albastre-in-suflet-negru-curatat.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/2028549419101363220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/2028549419101363220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2011/01/valuri-albastre-in-suflet-negru-curatat.html' title='Sea Storm'/><author><name>Copilul De Lego</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13907150052070268200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYfKHsDXZLJrnI4mN3uRJyo-ROF3spA6vnBFVakNdCXE9_BwO02dZddZ61em03qp4Vqsjk7pj82pXmUiIuzuaNHgtFZPpUHOpYk9mkZJF0lyiOiuNWTU2GR5sVmqdiTg/s220/20120822_175910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_aMc05otA2YkI2pScgR9kqsq5YNPPjPkI8q-rRtCfTKkLIYcy-ktpNneU-MtF7JOv7ApaH6GOTY9TBZyP8O5gLt7oJn-hAeBP5E-xDEz2lPy2R9ybKDE_RFC5eNhPQikU4QrVZKXZp_zy/s72-c/seastorm2.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8958000761625898313.post-310745451470035402</id><published>2010-12-02T14:49:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T15:04:44.502+02:00</updated><title type='text'>De Ce?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4LuryyLhhFk2_3fbzRQYnhGs2nu-nA58q1Mb3zkkdLS67o0S-2DytlTJtJNmYtf4o-ZlY5XbsCQT0M2lLrv83B_JjdKwgAw0eJ6LRiFQyZNqzE7wuy9ljD8eoHueYScDx_pugt3bZvAOT/s1600/IMG_1307.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 182px; height: 200px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4LuryyLhhFk2_3fbzRQYnhGs2nu-nA58q1Mb3zkkdLS67o0S-2DytlTJtJNmYtf4o-ZlY5XbsCQT0M2lLrv83B_JjdKwgAw0eJ6LRiFQyZNqzE7wuy9ljD8eoHueYScDx_pugt3bZvAOT/s200/IMG_1307.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546070120734969314&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De ce ne e dor de anumite lucruri doar in momentul in care nu le mai avem? De ce punem conditii desi suntem constient ca exista posibilitatea de a indeparta persoanele de langa noi? &lt;br /&gt;Desi aproape mereu primim ceea ce ne dorim, niciodata nu e de ajuns&lt;br /&gt;Imi e dor de tine, de ce a fost desi stiu ca poate nu te`am pierdut, eram in stare sa renunt dar mi-am dat seama ca doar ma minteam. Am nevoie de tine, iar in momentul de fata simt ca nimeni nu imi poate oferii ceea ce tu imi dai, nimeni nu e suficient de bun, nimeni nu stie sa faca lucrurile asa cum le faci tu.&lt;br /&gt;Imi e dor de noi, asa cum eram la inceput. Poate ca lucrurile au evoluat prea repede, poate ca exista circumsante sau poate ca doar caut eu motive inexistente ca sa imi protejez sufletul de adevar. &lt;br /&gt;De ce nu pot accepta ca nu a fost sa fie, de e  nu pot accepta ca nu mia e nimic de facut si ca nu mai are rost sa ma lupt singura pentru nimicul care a ramas. De ce tot vreau sa acord a 2-a sansa. Poate nu o sa te schimbi niciodata, dar cunoscandu`te pe tine m`am schimbat total. Sunt o alta persoana cu alte prioritati, iar tu esti prioritatea mea. Esti persoana, singura persoana pentru care mai lupt .&lt;br /&gt;Ori exagerez, ori chiar imi lipsesti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi`as dorii ca alaturi de mine sa inveti din nou sa iubesti, mi`as dorii ca alaturi de tine sa imbatranesc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esti el mai bun rau pe care l`am primit. Esti al meu</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/feeds/310745451470035402/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2010/12/de-ce.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/310745451470035402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/310745451470035402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2010/12/de-ce.html' title='De Ce?'/><author><name>Copilul De Lego</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13907150052070268200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYfKHsDXZLJrnI4mN3uRJyo-ROF3spA6vnBFVakNdCXE9_BwO02dZddZ61em03qp4Vqsjk7pj82pXmUiIuzuaNHgtFZPpUHOpYk9mkZJF0lyiOiuNWTU2GR5sVmqdiTg/s220/20120822_175910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4LuryyLhhFk2_3fbzRQYnhGs2nu-nA58q1Mb3zkkdLS67o0S-2DytlTJtJNmYtf4o-ZlY5XbsCQT0M2lLrv83B_JjdKwgAw0eJ6LRiFQyZNqzE7wuy9ljD8eoHueYScDx_pugt3bZvAOT/s72-c/IMG_1307.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8958000761625898313.post-7477960147952090562</id><published>2010-12-01T00:13:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T00:13:36.744+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhry76Mb4FYaNIDUuR6z0u1tztq1ahq4EnZ1KdgeOmz4npl7q99fm5jeO_tNnXewT2oT0yf0zanpHZlwIvQfevLcsp7OvPgtNxWzeK-EqOo20RvhDiHRw_oeowUwuLRNHp-nWZDtOpsO10W/s1600/rasarit-apus1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 177px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhry76Mb4FYaNIDUuR6z0u1tztq1ahq4EnZ1KdgeOmz4npl7q99fm5jeO_tNnXewT2oT0yf0zanpHZlwIvQfevLcsp7OvPgtNxWzeK-EqOo20RvhDiHRw_oeowUwuLRNHp-nWZDtOpsO10W/s200/rasarit-apus1.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545469409759765634&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cine spunea ca prietenia e cel mai frumos lucru ...cu siguranta nu s`a inselat. Poate nu am multi dar cu siguranta cei pe care ii am sunt tot ce mi`as putea dorii. Ii pot numara pe toti pe degetele de la o singura mana dar sunt mandra de asta. Dar unul dintre ei mi`a captat atentia in mod deosebit. Cu timpul,din baiatul care imi inveselea ziua s`a transformat in baiatul care imi inveselea viata si care imi arata cat de frumos e sa stai in bratele persoanei pe care o iubesti cu toata fiinta ta fara nicio urma de indoiala. Era poate tot ce imi dorisem pana atunci, fara sa ma gandesc macar o clipa ca intr`o fractiune de secunda se poate darama totul. Dar inevitabilul se produce. Si pentru ca nu vreau sa renunt la prietenia cu el, va trebui probabil sa vad cum o strange in brate, cum o priveste... poate la fel cum facea si cu mine. Va trebui sa invat sa ma uit la el din nou ca la un prieten, chiar daca inca ma mai pierd in ochii lui, chiar daca atunci cand isi face aparitia imi zboara fluturi prin vene (ai dracu` fluturi as vrea sa ii omor). Poate cu timpul toate astea se vor schimba... poate voi reusii sa il vad pe el-amicul meu...sau poate .... Las timpul sa decida pentru mine caci ei nu mai am puterea......</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/feeds/7477960147952090562/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2010/12/cine-spunea-ca-prietenia-e-cel-mai.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/7477960147952090562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/7477960147952090562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2010/12/cine-spunea-ca-prietenia-e-cel-mai.html' title=''/><author><name>Copilul De Lego</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13907150052070268200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' 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intunecata strada&lt;br /&gt;Cu pui de vise si lumina&lt;br /&gt;Lasand sa imi aduci la viata&lt;br /&gt;Mintea bolnava si umila</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/feeds/6023752983665961653/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2010/11/intre-vis-si-realitate.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/6023752983665961653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/6023752983665961653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2010/11/intre-vis-si-realitate.html' title='Intre vis si realitate'/><author><name>Copilul De Lego</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13907150052070268200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYfKHsDXZLJrnI4mN3uRJyo-ROF3spA6vnBFVakNdCXE9_BwO02dZddZ61em03qp4Vqsjk7pj82pXmUiIuzuaNHgtFZPpUHOpYk9mkZJF0lyiOiuNWTU2GR5sVmqdiTg/s220/20120822_175910.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8958000761625898313.post-5986716048280697218</id><published>2010-07-14T17:21:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T19:26:22.471+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Reteta unui Suflet Pustiu</title><content type='html'>Avea 17 ani si credea ca lumea e a ei. A zis sa incerce ceva nou, isi dorea sa fie femeie (nu inteleg de ce nu vroia sa mai ramana o copila) si a reusit.Dar pentru ca ii era frica a apelat la cel mai bun prieten al ei... pe care il iubea in taina...sau cel putin asa credea ea. Si`a luat inima in dinti, s`a dus la el, si`a spus dorinta..iar el a acceptat fara sa stea pe ganduri nici macar o clipa.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era femeie acum...primise ceea ce isi dorise dar a realizat ca nu mai are nimic...farmecul ei palise...era o femeie ca oricare alta, atat si incepea sa`si regrete decizia dar era mult prea tarziu. La scurt timp trece prin cea mai urata experienta din viata unei femei. Este violata. Acel om cu ochii cenusii reuseste sa ii schimbe viata in subsolul unei scari de bloc....si ea...ea nu putea opune rezistenta...cazuse inconstienta iar cand si`a revenit era deja prea tarziu. Acea copila pura se transformase in cateva minute intr`o carpa...sau cel putin asa se considera ea. In zadar statea sub dusul rece incercand sa isi spele petele...ele nu vroiau sa dispara si pace...pata din suflet urma sa ramana mult timp. Orice incercare de a`si privi sexul ii crea dezgust. Pentru o buna peroada de timp a urat barbatii cu toata inima ei, pana cand a decis ca nu e cel mai bun mod de a trece peste experienta destul de traumatizanta pentru ea, asa ca a inceput sa isi faca prieteni baieti...vroia sa ii inteleaga si sa ivete tot despre ei...spera ca intr`o buna zi sa se razbune ...dar nu a reusit nici pana in ziua de azi. Dupa ce s`a mutat impreuna cu familia si nu a mai fost nevoita sa treaca pe langa locul cu amintiri negre care intamplator era acelasi cu blocul ei, a observat ca ranile ei s`au estompat sau a invatat sa isi ascunda durerea. A reusit sa se indragosteasca iar...era fericita putea sa stea langa el. Nu ii crea repulsie, dar el dupa ce s`a folosit de ea, a aruncat`o la gunoi ca pe o carpa veche de care vrei sa te descotorosesti cu orice pret. Era a doua oara cand se simtea murdara...si din pacate nu ultima oara. Era demoralizata...Dar viata nu ii pregatise doar atat... au mai urmat niste relatii cu acelasi final. Toti nu au facut decat sa profite de naivitatea si slabiciunile ei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; S`a refugiat in bratele unui amic. Tinea la el si in ciuda dispretului ei pentru sexul opus considera totusi ca nu el este cel vinovat pentru ce a patit ea...Au inceput o poveste de dragoste destul de frumoasa, in ciuda faptului ca amandoi aveau cate ceva pe suflet...ea era tarata prin noroi de toti barbatii din viata ei iar el venea dupa o despartire, dar au incercat ...si au reusit...ea era cu totul alta... traia, respira, zambea si era fericita doar pentru el. Era printul ei...avea sentimente noi si placute numai ca a uitat cat de ghinionista e...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si ca de obicei lumea ei, refugiul pe care ea si`l construise dispare... odata cu printul ei. De atunci a jurat ca nu o sa mai iubeasca. Si`a propus sa isi puna la vanzare trupul...pe un pret destul de mare ce e drept...vroia sa profite...sa fie o persoana fara scrupule, sa calce pe cadavre numai sa stea in picioare...oricum nu mai poate avea sentimente...Dar isi incearca norocul. Iar printul... printul meu cu ochii albastrii va ramane acolo in inima mea chiar daca sunt constienta ca nu o sa se mai intoarca niciodata langa mine...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/feeds/5986716048280697218/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2010/07/reteta-unui-suflet-pustiu.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/5986716048280697218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/5986716048280697218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2010/07/reteta-unui-suflet-pustiu.html' title='Reteta unui Suflet Pustiu'/><author><name>Copilul De Lego</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13907150052070268200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYfKHsDXZLJrnI4mN3uRJyo-ROF3spA6vnBFVakNdCXE9_BwO02dZddZ61em03qp4Vqsjk7pj82pXmUiIuzuaNHgtFZPpUHOpYk9mkZJF0lyiOiuNWTU2GR5sVmqdiTg/s220/20120822_175910.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8958000761625898313.post-536792606597492963</id><published>2010-05-10T19:16:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T20:34:23.676+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Un vis...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNuXNFLy8_1BXZ1SBljz1GmzgPWUFB1rNF4d-ap1T6nHDztjj7q34Wp6sW_H6EQ-N2o5ptf2HU8Cnf6EjekM4EeAWYqGEvnfnlqaeG0iBNmpd0VbQFIb2of0ASaB2UOuVZk_O4annMqt2l/s1600/DSC03584.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNuXNFLy8_1BXZ1SBljz1GmzgPWUFB1rNF4d-ap1T6nHDztjj7q34Wp6sW_H6EQ-N2o5ptf2HU8Cnf6EjekM4EeAWYqGEvnfnlqaeG0iBNmpd0VbQFIb2of0ASaB2UOuVZk_O4annMqt2l/s200/DSC03584.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469679414773483490&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In noaptea aceea avusese cel mai ciudat vis, il ruga sa plece din viata ei, il ruga plangand....iar el i`a respectat dorinta fetei si a plecat...si a ramas singura...dormea si nu`l mai visa...era doar ea si malul marii, pe unde candva 2 inimi isi traiau iubirea. Acum marea era agitata....nu intelegea de ce fata se plimba singura dar cand a intrat in gandul ei a inteles...ea ii purta prea multa iubire si se speriase... ii era frica.&lt;br /&gt;Incepsuse sa ploua...si s`a trezit plangand...soarele deja apunea....il suna sa vada ce mai face...si el...el nu raspunde...fata insista....oare a fost doar un vis?.... il vroia inapoi, nu vedea viata fara el....adoarme iar dar nu pentru mult timp... telefonul o trezi din somn....fata raspunse....era vocea ingerului ei cu ochii albastrii, vocea  lui calda ce o face sa vibreze ca de fiecare data...si`au soptit cuvinte de dragoste pret de cateva momente...timp in care a realizat ca el era langa ea... nu il alungase ...Fusese doar un vis urat......</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/feeds/536792606597492963/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2010/05/in-noaptea-aceea-avusese-cel-mai-ciudat.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/536792606597492963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/536792606597492963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2010/05/in-noaptea-aceea-avusese-cel-mai-ciudat.html' title='Un vis...'/><author><name>Copilul De Lego</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13907150052070268200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYfKHsDXZLJrnI4mN3uRJyo-ROF3spA6vnBFVakNdCXE9_BwO02dZddZ61em03qp4Vqsjk7pj82pXmUiIuzuaNHgtFZPpUHOpYk9mkZJF0lyiOiuNWTU2GR5sVmqdiTg/s220/20120822_175910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNuXNFLy8_1BXZ1SBljz1GmzgPWUFB1rNF4d-ap1T6nHDztjj7q34Wp6sW_H6EQ-N2o5ptf2HU8Cnf6EjekM4EeAWYqGEvnfnlqaeG0iBNmpd0VbQFIb2of0ASaB2UOuVZk_O4annMqt2l/s72-c/DSC03584.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8958000761625898313.post-6079999767782863825</id><published>2010-05-04T18:29:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T18:33:51.869+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Albastru-gri</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9UUQIfvGuYNMzYqIT5PgYWeeT5fDs2J24ltKY7tsdFMt-fv9zMVYbsA1vw2eznR_00RAgqwl5scMCq3wLd8V3ujX3nCwZWBb_D_xwX9wxci81ck5WAVi9f5i086HJ33JyfByPEzTaV46T/s1600/DSC03784.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9UUQIfvGuYNMzYqIT5PgYWeeT5fDs2J24ltKY7tsdFMt-fv9zMVYbsA1vw2eznR_00RAgqwl5scMCq3wLd8V3ujX3nCwZWBb_D_xwX9wxci81ck5WAVi9f5i086HJ33JyfByPEzTaV46T/s200/DSC03784.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467438484935693298&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi`am gasit linistea si mi`am creat propria mea punte cu realitatea...Vad totul ca un vis si nu vreau sa ma mai trezesc...mi`e frica si totusi merg...Am reusit sa ies din lumea mea si vad culori...-chiar ma plictisisem de gri-... si imi place atat de mult incat ma sperie.... acum vad albastrul... doamne cat e de frumos...Daca e vis te rog sa nu ma trezesti.... daca e realitate lasa`ma sa visez...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/feeds/6079999767782863825/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2010/05/albastru-gri.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/6079999767782863825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/6079999767782863825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2010/05/albastru-gri.html' title='Albastru-gri'/><author><name>Copilul De Lego</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13907150052070268200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYfKHsDXZLJrnI4mN3uRJyo-ROF3spA6vnBFVakNdCXE9_BwO02dZddZ61em03qp4Vqsjk7pj82pXmUiIuzuaNHgtFZPpUHOpYk9mkZJF0lyiOiuNWTU2GR5sVmqdiTg/s220/20120822_175910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9UUQIfvGuYNMzYqIT5PgYWeeT5fDs2J24ltKY7tsdFMt-fv9zMVYbsA1vw2eznR_00RAgqwl5scMCq3wLd8V3ujX3nCwZWBb_D_xwX9wxci81ck5WAVi9f5i086HJ33JyfByPEzTaV46T/s72-c/DSC03784.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8958000761625898313.post-4403652300324491796</id><published>2010-04-06T22:13:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T21:21:17.810+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My Black Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0PvhjiI8hBo22yH7p5611NiQx_8d3Pn1jA1h50kjbqbvf1Q0_UJUyvr-2XVg4FR6L5GBopPbMRCW5LiLc9biw83qeDS18QFDrQKKZ75W6n9ussCQPckVcwE1LmLDRjRudrqzU0bv9RMnf/s1600/BlueLove.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0PvhjiI8hBo22yH7p5611NiQx_8d3Pn1jA1h50kjbqbvf1Q0_UJUyvr-2XVg4FR6L5GBopPbMRCW5LiLc9biw83qeDS18QFDrQKKZ75W6n9ussCQPckVcwE1LmLDRjRudrqzU0bv9RMnf/s200/BlueLove.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537632155904248274&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imi e dor de tine in fiecare secuda in care nu esti langa mine. Poate ca devin posesiva dar ma supara fiecare persoana care incearca sa te rapeasca ...chiar si pentru cateva minute. Ma supar uneori si pe mine cand trebuie sa plec din bratele tale... Vreau sa te am langa mine in fiecare clipa...poate pentru ca ai ceva ce imi starneste curiozitatea si ma atrage ca un magnet chiar si dupa atata timp...nu vreau sa mai repet greselile din trecut dar incet incet ma indrept catre ele... cu fiecare clipa te iubesc mai mult...Cred ca doar de asta sunt buna... sa iubesc...imi e frica de mine, si de ceea ce sunt in stare sa fac atunci cand iubesc... imi e frica sa iubesc doar eu.. dar risc in fiecare secunda...am si cazut.. m`am si ridicat...am fost si pierduta... dar si regasita...Uneori te vad absent si distant si nu inteleg de ce...sau poate e doar imaginatia mea. Pote iti cer prea mult sau poate nu...poate nu imi dai suficienta caldura...sau poate imi dai...poate nu te cunosc prea bine sau poate te`ai schimbat...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/feeds/4403652300324491796/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-black-angel.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/4403652300324491796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/4403652300324491796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-black-angel.html' title='My Black Angel'/><author><name>Copilul De Lego</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13907150052070268200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYfKHsDXZLJrnI4mN3uRJyo-ROF3spA6vnBFVakNdCXE9_BwO02dZddZ61em03qp4Vqsjk7pj82pXmUiIuzuaNHgtFZPpUHOpYk9mkZJF0lyiOiuNWTU2GR5sVmqdiTg/s220/20120822_175910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0PvhjiI8hBo22yH7p5611NiQx_8d3Pn1jA1h50kjbqbvf1Q0_UJUyvr-2XVg4FR6L5GBopPbMRCW5LiLc9biw83qeDS18QFDrQKKZ75W6n9ussCQPckVcwE1LmLDRjRudrqzU0bv9RMnf/s72-c/BlueLove.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8958000761625898313.post-5924250655935329960</id><published>2010-02-08T09:26:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T09:29:23.958+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Deepak Chopra feat Demi Moore - Desire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUtuuLXxMFC-871Usj9bfy4u1jrbJQlCD_HxQ4GTJH8dd4ZWkeX89v0ojaUQ1ObcCrZCShzjmkYqLNbk99B23nQpZlpq26Slxk7DD1EgYOSXtm5Rsss6R6j2XzjU3-y21-g3rOnxWFXQrm/s1600-h/b&amp;w.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUtuuLXxMFC-871Usj9bfy4u1jrbJQlCD_HxQ4GTJH8dd4ZWkeX89v0ojaUQ1ObcCrZCShzjmkYqLNbk99B23nQpZlpq26Slxk7DD1EgYOSXtm5Rsss6R6j2XzjU3-y21-g3rOnxWFXQrm/s200/b&amp;w.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435771286486066018&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lover knows only humility, he has no choice. &lt;br /&gt;He steals into your alley at night, he has no choice. &lt;br /&gt;He longs to kiss every lock of your hair, don&#39;t fret, &lt;br /&gt;he has no choice. &lt;br /&gt;In his frenzied love for you, he longs to break the chains of his imprisonment, &lt;br /&gt;he has no choice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lover asked his beloved: &lt;br /&gt;- Do you love yourself more than you love me? &lt;br /&gt;Beloved replied: I have died to myself and I live for you. &lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve disappeared from myself and my attributes, &lt;br /&gt;I am present only for you. &lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve forgotten all my learnings, &lt;br /&gt;but from knowing you I&#39;ve become a scholar. &lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve lost all my strength, but from your power I am able. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love myself...I love you. &lt;br /&gt;I love you...I love myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am your lover, come to my side, &lt;br /&gt;I will open the gate to your love. &lt;br /&gt;Come settle with me, let us be neighbours to the stars. &lt;br /&gt;You have been hiding so long, endlessly drifting in the sea of my love. &lt;br /&gt;Even so, you have always been connected to me. &lt;br /&gt;Concealed, revealed, in the unknown, in the un-manifest. &lt;br /&gt;I am life itself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have been a prisoner of a little pond, &lt;br /&gt;I am the ocean and its turbulent flood. &lt;br /&gt;Come merge with me, &lt;br /&gt;leave this world of ignorance. &lt;br /&gt;Be with me, I will open the gate to your love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I desire you more than food or drink &lt;br /&gt;My body my senses my mind hunger for your taste &lt;br /&gt;I can sense your presence in my heart &lt;br /&gt;although you belong to all the world &lt;br /&gt;I wait with silent passïon for one gesture one glance &lt;br /&gt;from you.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/feeds/5924250655935329960/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2010/02/deepak-chopra-feat-demi-moore-desire.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/5924250655935329960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/5924250655935329960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2010/02/deepak-chopra-feat-demi-moore-desire.html' title='Deepak Chopra feat Demi Moore - Desire'/><author><name>Copilul De Lego</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13907150052070268200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYfKHsDXZLJrnI4mN3uRJyo-ROF3spA6vnBFVakNdCXE9_BwO02dZddZ61em03qp4Vqsjk7pj82pXmUiIuzuaNHgtFZPpUHOpYk9mkZJF0lyiOiuNWTU2GR5sVmqdiTg/s220/20120822_175910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUtuuLXxMFC-871Usj9bfy4u1jrbJQlCD_HxQ4GTJH8dd4ZWkeX89v0ojaUQ1ObcCrZCShzjmkYqLNbk99B23nQpZlpq26Slxk7DD1EgYOSXtm5Rsss6R6j2XzjU3-y21-g3rOnxWFXQrm/s72-c/b&amp;w.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8958000761625898313.post-6640906867169368622</id><published>2010-01-21T20:47:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T23:23:59.405+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Amalgam de cuvinte...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqhPEz7E5UAjqtW16Wg7l0fmN9L4KJZGyN1FQ4PGwVpyk-K1LmKpIxbMfgAIZpYM4nqVLzD2PUgoxruR2NDR9Wkpz1OBMRat9ar0pQwCmE4d4QxmHXii_A-TXEbURoaxaasmKQSiobivos/s1600-h/Dark_angel-529763.jpeg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 160px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqhPEz7E5UAjqtW16Wg7l0fmN9L4KJZGyN1FQ4PGwVpyk-K1LmKpIxbMfgAIZpYM4nqVLzD2PUgoxruR2NDR9Wkpz1OBMRat9ar0pQwCmE4d4QxmHXii_A-TXEbURoaxaasmKQSiobivos/s200/Dark_angel-529763.jpeg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429266283545337026&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incerc sa ii neg existenta...dar ma chinuie amintirea.Cea fost mai dureros a trecut...iar acum a ramas doar agonia.Il caut peste tot...dar nu il gasesc nicaieri.E undeva stiu sigur... dar am pierdut drumul spre el.Vreau sa fie ca ieri ... dar nu pot trece de ziua de azi. E complicat ce simt desi as vrea sa fie simplu. Simt ca ma sufoc dar incerc sa lupt. Caut Raiul...dar ma indrept incet spre Iad. Vreau sa fiu copilul care am fost..ha...timpul nu se intoarce si nu asteapta sa te bucuri pe deplin de moment.Vreau sa urlu... dar trebuie sa tac. Trebuie sa lupt... dar nu pot sa o fac. Stau intre dezamagire si speranta... si ma zbat cautand drumul spre fericire. Ce ar fi lumia fara intuneric? Ce am ajuns eu fara tine?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/feeds/6640906867169368622/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2009/12/incerc-sa-ii-neg-existenta.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/6640906867169368622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/6640906867169368622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2009/12/incerc-sa-ii-neg-existenta.html' title='Amalgam de cuvinte...'/><author><name>Copilul De Lego</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13907150052070268200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYfKHsDXZLJrnI4mN3uRJyo-ROF3spA6vnBFVakNdCXE9_BwO02dZddZ61em03qp4Vqsjk7pj82pXmUiIuzuaNHgtFZPpUHOpYk9mkZJF0lyiOiuNWTU2GR5sVmqdiTg/s220/20120822_175910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqhPEz7E5UAjqtW16Wg7l0fmN9L4KJZGyN1FQ4PGwVpyk-K1LmKpIxbMfgAIZpYM4nqVLzD2PUgoxruR2NDR9Wkpz1OBMRat9ar0pQwCmE4d4QxmHXii_A-TXEbURoaxaasmKQSiobivos/s72-c/Dark_angel-529763.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8958000761625898313.post-5594488337214411848</id><published>2009-12-24T00:32:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T00:54:56.774+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Blestem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz0X8v58h9FlZGpfDxxyNMxtDZKXbcRm_En2JJV3tl335HpABQljA59eXTagOmXZyOINoMJWpSXtTi51tKI5iayzWkpXwOni6SwOz4LQa2CZuA0gLypR8FJpX_Y6jYlrNDw4KFSEsTW7iY/s1600-h/FWPS_44_-_Drink_Please-660337.jpeg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 160px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz0X8v58h9FlZGpfDxxyNMxtDZKXbcRm_En2JJV3tl335HpABQljA59eXTagOmXZyOINoMJWpSXtTi51tKI5iayzWkpXwOni6SwOz4LQa2CZuA0gLypR8FJpX_Y6jYlrNDw4KFSEsTW7iY/s200/FWPS_44_-_Drink_Please-660337.jpeg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418568645201941266&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esti mort! La fel si sufletul meu pentru ca ai plecat cu el in noapte si nu te-ai mai intors. L-ai luat cu tine in pamant!&lt;br /&gt;Puteai sa il lasi macar sa se intoarca la mine sa mai pot traii si eu. Criminal cu chip de inger!  Am avut incredere in tine dar tu ai distrus Raiul construit din visele si sperantele mele.&lt;br /&gt;Fericita va fi de acum Lumea caci nu vei mai putea face rau. Ai fost blestemat de vieti fara suflete sa nu mai poti iubii sau sa fii iubit si astfel ai ramas fara viata.&lt;br /&gt;MORT si fara cale de intoarcere printre cei vii si fericiti.&lt;br /&gt;Ai murit in chinuri groaznice simtind toata  suferinta pamantului. Te-ai chinuit zile intregi sa mori.... plangeai si urlai, dar nimeni nu vroia sa te asculte, sa te aline... Ramasesei singur...durea&lt;br /&gt;Ai simtit asta o vreme... pana cand te-a inghitit tarana...Acum sperai sa te odihnesti..dar nu a fost asa ...&lt;br /&gt;Te-ai luptat o perioada cu focurile iadului... nu mai puteai indura, te intrebai cand o sa se termine, cat o sa mai tina... asa ai ars secole... iar acum esti sufocat de tonele de pamant ce stau deasupra criptei gri....dar asta nu se va termina niciodata. Va dura pentru totdeauna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;Asta iti va fi blestem, caci am suferit de un infinit de ori mai mult decat am scris cu urmele de sange din venele proaspat smulse de ghearele dragostei apusse... in cartea celor vii cu suflete rapite.&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/feeds/5594488337214411848/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2009/12/esti-mort-la-fel-si-sufletul-meu-pentru.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/5594488337214411848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/5594488337214411848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2009/12/esti-mort-la-fel-si-sufletul-meu-pentru.html' title='Blestem'/><author><name>Copilul De Lego</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13907150052070268200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYfKHsDXZLJrnI4mN3uRJyo-ROF3spA6vnBFVakNdCXE9_BwO02dZddZ61em03qp4Vqsjk7pj82pXmUiIuzuaNHgtFZPpUHOpYk9mkZJF0lyiOiuNWTU2GR5sVmqdiTg/s220/20120822_175910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz0X8v58h9FlZGpfDxxyNMxtDZKXbcRm_En2JJV3tl335HpABQljA59eXTagOmXZyOINoMJWpSXtTi51tKI5iayzWkpXwOni6SwOz4LQa2CZuA0gLypR8FJpX_Y6jYlrNDw4KFSEsTW7iY/s72-c/FWPS_44_-_Drink_Please-660337.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8958000761625898313.post-8165248423592907803</id><published>2009-12-20T00:05:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T00:11:06.853+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Un inger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7BUapBUekJTr3nTJnbboQWCr6iQUebFX0ZEsVPOfeqefCXNtyiQ7q0TBeHM50UmS-NImEP2aaBdW4MmAIQNObCZbkoTBe9lHK-K8wQ1tzfkvCkBDQ8tvWj7W_kV8Iakpgw4jPhlur5fc6/s1600-h/6a00d8341bffb053ef0120a56c9304970b-500wi.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7BUapBUekJTr3nTJnbboQWCr6iQUebFX0ZEsVPOfeqefCXNtyiQ7q0TBeHM50UmS-NImEP2aaBdW4MmAIQNObCZbkoTBe9lHK-K8wQ1tzfkvCkBDQ8tvWj7W_kV8Iakpgw4jPhlur5fc6/s200/6a00d8341bffb053ef0120a56c9304970b-500wi.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417072351322629986&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un inger a cazut cand TU i`ai taiat aripile....&lt;br /&gt;Un inger plange cand TU esti trist...&lt;br /&gt;Un inger e fericit cand TU iubesti...&lt;br /&gt;un inger moare cand TU  il uiti...&lt;br /&gt;Un inger invie cand TU ai nevoie de el...&lt;br /&gt;Un inger face totul pentru tine...&lt;br /&gt;TU ce faci pentru el?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/feeds/8165248423592907803/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2009/12/un-inger.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/8165248423592907803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/8165248423592907803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2009/12/un-inger.html' title='Un inger'/><author><name>Copilul De Lego</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13907150052070268200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYfKHsDXZLJrnI4mN3uRJyo-ROF3spA6vnBFVakNdCXE9_BwO02dZddZ61em03qp4Vqsjk7pj82pXmUiIuzuaNHgtFZPpUHOpYk9mkZJF0lyiOiuNWTU2GR5sVmqdiTg/s220/20120822_175910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7BUapBUekJTr3nTJnbboQWCr6iQUebFX0ZEsVPOfeqefCXNtyiQ7q0TBeHM50UmS-NImEP2aaBdW4MmAIQNObCZbkoTBe9lHK-K8wQ1tzfkvCkBDQ8tvWj7W_kV8Iakpgw4jPhlur5fc6/s72-c/6a00d8341bffb053ef0120a56c9304970b-500wi.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8958000761625898313.post-6648212129221135609</id><published>2009-12-19T00:41:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T04:44:32.953+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Anotimpul Apus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhngwdJGGztXvtuHIcu0Es_1eDxmmaRDMwUHx1OfQTfzkQ58bFVDFPFfqNxdEkfqYHzdI6SHiCU0HLnTivY-ytQqAGTIO-Z2u6lG8AB5bF3uR3KelKW9dJAOWO0KQuZ8xprRvQbotI8oDLu/s1600-h/1508996992_f74c22b0c5_o.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 178px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhngwdJGGztXvtuHIcu0Es_1eDxmmaRDMwUHx1OfQTfzkQ58bFVDFPFfqNxdEkfqYHzdI6SHiCU0HLnTivY-ytQqAGTIO-Z2u6lG8AB5bF3uR3KelKW9dJAOWO0KQuZ8xprRvQbotI8oDLu/s200/1508996992_f74c22b0c5_o.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416712711013791826&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trecutul e noaptea-iar amintirile, candelele care cu vremea se sting. Am invatzat sa iau totul de la inceput.  Primul cuvant rostit a fost numele tau....  In seara de vara in care stelele si Luna ne luminau drumul....Dar  vara trece repede.... La fel ai plecat si tu fara sa privesti in urma, sa vezi ca ai lasat un suflet singur.... ce devine rece, ca o stanca. L`ai lasat in ploaia toamnei si viscolul necrutator al iernii... A plouat si a nins  peste el.... cu lacrimile si aripile ingerilor pe care tu i`ai ucis.... &lt;br /&gt;Dar  va veni o noua viata in prmavara ce ma asteapta... cu boboci de roua pura... si miros de dragoste curata... voi pierde aroma ta...incet incet.... iar tu vei pleca din sufletul si mintea mea... asa cum ai venit... ca ploaia de vara. Te-am iubit</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/feeds/6648212129221135609/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2009/12/anotimpul-apus.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/6648212129221135609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/6648212129221135609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2009/12/anotimpul-apus.html' title='Anotimpul Apus'/><author><name>Copilul De Lego</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13907150052070268200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYfKHsDXZLJrnI4mN3uRJyo-ROF3spA6vnBFVakNdCXE9_BwO02dZddZ61em03qp4Vqsjk7pj82pXmUiIuzuaNHgtFZPpUHOpYk9mkZJF0lyiOiuNWTU2GR5sVmqdiTg/s220/20120822_175910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhngwdJGGztXvtuHIcu0Es_1eDxmmaRDMwUHx1OfQTfzkQ58bFVDFPFfqNxdEkfqYHzdI6SHiCU0HLnTivY-ytQqAGTIO-Z2u6lG8AB5bF3uR3KelKW9dJAOWO0KQuZ8xprRvQbotI8oDLu/s72-c/1508996992_f74c22b0c5_o.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8958000761625898313.post-6672383736133938570</id><published>2009-10-29T15:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T15:15:09.689+02:00</updated><title type='text'>no fuckin` title</title><content type='html'>Acum am inteles... si am renuntat la lupta ... Doar cu un singur scop ... sa fii fericit ....Am sa imi iau viata de la capat pentru a nu stiu cata oara . O sa fie un drum greu dar asta e, atata timp cat lupt singura nu mai are niciun sens. Am sa fac ceea ce ai facut si tu. Nu o sa imi mai pese... Si cum toate problemele nu vin singure o sa trebuiasca sa imi iau si viata in maini si sa ma duc acolo unde vad cu ochii inlacrimati si plin de durere. Te iubesc enorm dar nu mai pot lupta, poate ca undeva ne vom intalnii si ne vom duce la capat visele aruncate in apus....</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/feeds/6672383736133938570/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-fuckin-title.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/6672383736133938570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/6672383736133938570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-fuckin-title.html' title='no fuckin` title'/><author><name>Copilul De Lego</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13907150052070268200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYfKHsDXZLJrnI4mN3uRJyo-ROF3spA6vnBFVakNdCXE9_BwO02dZddZ61em03qp4Vqsjk7pj82pXmUiIuzuaNHgtFZPpUHOpYk9mkZJF0lyiOiuNWTU2GR5sVmqdiTg/s220/20120822_175910.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8958000761625898313.post-9049058731842140107</id><published>2009-10-27T21:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T21:57:09.141+02:00</updated><title type='text'>mai stai!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihnF6t8M-t9gytovbRB0YXdZJv7JsWLYi_Gv8a2w0GetTToj1Q1aTKep_HtUjObsAXLCR_Eh-Rj-ZPlcPYN72O5j_DjZRSn3Z9mBfznMCY75C5Lzm4qxkWCEDL2qxj-G_bYTO6MX41Tgc6/s1600-h/plang.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 320px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihnF6t8M-t9gytovbRB0YXdZJv7JsWLYi_Gv8a2w0GetTToj1Q1aTKep_HtUjObsAXLCR_Eh-Rj-ZPlcPYN72O5j_DjZRSn3Z9mBfznMCY75C5Lzm4qxkWCEDL2qxj-G_bYTO6MX41Tgc6/s320/plang.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397371178321787426&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;te`am gasit, te`am chemat, ai venit si acum vrei sa plec...de ce? cine sa te mai inteleaga? vreau sa trag ultimul fum din tigara ta ... si pot sa mor linistita...o sa merg pe norii pe care mi`ai promis ca vei merge alaturi de mine indiferent de furtunile din jurul nostru. Stateam langa tine si nu mai conta nimic, eram intreaga dar m`ai sfaramat in o mie de cioburi. Si acum de ce ma gonesti spunandu`mi ca asa e cel e mai bine pentru mine? Pentru mine nimic nu mai e bine daca nu mai esti langa mine....mi`e frig fara tine si doar tigarea stinsa in palma ma mai face sa tresar...am fost eu dar acum sunt doar umbra mea...pentru ca tu ai fost doar un vis...si ma trezesc la realitate...doar eu in camera alba si strivita de sperante moarte....</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/feeds/9049058731842140107/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2009/10/mai-stai.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/9049058731842140107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8958000761625898313/posts/default/9049058731842140107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubu01alm.blogspot.com/2009/10/mai-stai.html' title='mai stai!'/><author><name>Copilul De Lego</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13907150052070268200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYfKHsDXZLJrnI4mN3uRJyo-ROF3spA6vnBFVakNdCXE9_BwO02dZddZ61em03qp4Vqsjk7pj82pXmUiIuzuaNHgtFZPpUHOpYk9mkZJF0lyiOiuNWTU2GR5sVmqdiTg/s220/20120822_175910.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihnF6t8M-t9gytovbRB0YXdZJv7JsWLYi_Gv8a2w0GetTToj1Q1aTKep_HtUjObsAXLCR_Eh-Rj-ZPlcPYN72O5j_DjZRSn3Z9mBfznMCY75C5Lzm4qxkWCEDL2qxj-G_bYTO6MX41Tgc6/s72-c/plang.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>