<?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/opensearch/1.1/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' gd:etag='W/&quot;DkcARXYycCp7ImA9WhRSF0w.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5622308038101682204</id><updated>2011-11-19T06:47:24.898-08:00</updated><category term='prajitura cu ravas'/><category term='vacanta'/><category term='întrebări'/><category term='iubiiii'/><category term='poezii'/><category term='dimineata'/><category term='catuşe roz'/><category term='stres'/><category term='tata'/><category term='vs firul'/><category term='scorpion'/><category term='profi'/><category term='jocuri'/><category term='vecini'/><category term='wtf'/><category term='farse'/><category term='ca în fiecare zi'/><category term='sondaj'/><category term='constiita'/><category term='aberaţii'/><category term='înghesuială'/><category term='şcoală'/><category term='3 in 1'/><category term='joacă'/><category term='plictiseală'/><category term='18 ani'/><category term='sentimentalism'/><category term='cuplu'/><category term='sîmbăta'/><title>mă doare-n paişpe</title><subtitle type='html'>sunt sigură că nu ard gazu' degeaba</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5622308038101682204/posts/default?redirect=false&amp;v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5622308038101682204/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2'/><author><name>refresher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745836443567237832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;C0UFQ386fip7ImA9WhRSF00.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5622308038101682204.post-4674900505687137040</id><published>2011-11-19T03:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T03:13:32.116-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-11-19T03:13:32.116-08:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sîmbăta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3 in 1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stres'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cuplu'/><title>sîmbăta schimbării</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Zău aşa am obosit. Mă doare capu de la aspirator, îmi vine să îl arunc de urgenţă pe geam. Linişte...ce-i asta, zimi tu ce-i asta.???Tutun nu n-avem, colea chiar nu era tutun but nebuna tot nebună. Beut două căni de 3 în 1 şi învăţat la info nr prime, perfecte are impare chinezării dastea. Învăt că piticu s-a lovit tareeee şi s-a supărat, defapt e supărată de cînd o ştiu, ras îmi suflă la teste, buai ce rea eşti...e oricum toţi suntem varză. Luni teză, joi teză duaaamnieeeeeeee cînd scap de ele...am un teanc de cărţi în faţă, da am zis să fac o mică pauză că miroase a creier încins.&lt;br /&gt;
Azi e sîmbătă, ajung să cred că sunt un personaj dintr-o nuvelă în care sîmbăta e a 6 zi a săptămînii care împărţit la 2 e 3 care e cifra magică se regăseşte prin nuvelele fantastice. Dacă ar fi profu paci mi-o da vreun 9 aşa că transpun caracteristici ale nuvelei în viaţa mea...pfaaaai deci cum ziceam am stres, mă bate stresu ca pe mo tare. Zău aşa de ce o făcut ăştia semestru mai mic...e crimă aşa ceva. Mai arunc cîte-un ochi paci şi mă bag la învăţat.&lt;br /&gt;
Tot azi am zis că e un nou început. Serios, ce naiba ce-i asta eu să nu pot?Bă eşti nebun ia să vezi tu, mai întîi văd eu. Da ia hai gata cu pauza! Mă schimb mă da da da!&lt;br /&gt;
P.S: azi cît e azi, 19 noiembrie azi ora 1 şi 8 minute îmi promit că mă schimb!&lt;br /&gt;
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Discuţie de seară&lt;br /&gt;
el:nu ţi-ai ţinut promisiunea...&lt;br /&gt;
eu:cum adică?&lt;br /&gt;
el:mi-ai promis că trimiţi un mesaj frumos...&lt;br /&gt;
eu:iubi, am, zis că da nu am zis promit&lt;br /&gt;
el:hai dute-n măta&lt;br /&gt;
eu:şi eu te iubesc nespus&lt;br /&gt;
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Mi-e un somn...m-am trezit la 5. Desigur că beau un 3 în 1. Alaltă seară vorbeam, eu ziceam ceva el altceva, le potriveam noi...&lt;br /&gt;
el:eşti bou:?&lt;br /&gt;
eu:nu, tu eşti vaca.&lt;br /&gt;
el:să faci ceva p**** &amp;nbsp;vacii&lt;br /&gt;
eu:sp faci ceva pi **** &amp;nbsp;bolui  &lt;br /&gt;
el:bouleţ...&lt;br /&gt;
eu:da, fulga&lt;br /&gt;
P.S.:aşa ne iubim noi&lt;br /&gt;
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După vreo 3 zile deja stătea pe capu meeeu. Mă duceam la wc venea după mine, cumnatămiu rîdea de mine zice gata ai barbat. Fuji maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;
Nu că aş fi avut nimic cu părinţii lui dar mamăsa lua prea multă pizza, şi taicăsu stătea prea mult pe net, păi ce-i asta să stea tata la pc atata fugi, taio!&lt;br /&gt;
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Acum cîteva m-a traznit o idee. De luni întregi tot copilu stres îmi cere număru de mă plictisisem. Aşa mă uitam în agendă ce nr de telefon să-i dau era un nr de cosmote a unei prietene şi înloc de nr ei de cosmote l-am făcut de portocale şi am schimbat ultima cifra. Promite că nu mă sună că nu are credit. Şi azi intră pe mess&lt;br /&gt;
-tu mi-ai dat un nr gresit de telefon&lt;br /&gt;
-cum aşa?&lt;br /&gt;
-eu cand te-am sunat a raspuns un om si a zis ca nu exista nici o fata cu numele ala doar nievasta-sa?Păi?&lt;br /&gt;
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Uite tu cum toate nasbatiile nu vin singure&lt;br /&gt;
discutie ca intre surori:&lt;br /&gt;
-sa iei 3 in 1 cand vi, zic eu.&lt;br /&gt;
-da' ce nu mai sunt?&lt;br /&gt;
-pai nu mai sunt. Tre' sa facem provizii pentru maine(&lt;em&gt;nu ca as vrea sa mai beau unu&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;
-dar mai erau?&lt;br /&gt;
-da doua si le-am beut.&lt;br /&gt;
-dar am baut si eu unu dimineata. da mai sunt ca a luat tata aseara&lt;br /&gt;
-tin sa te contrazic ca nu mai e niciunu.&lt;br /&gt;
-da' cate ai baut?&lt;br /&gt;
-doar doua...&lt;br /&gt;
-maine luam o cutie.mergem la kaufland(&lt;em&gt;fraza&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; asta pare inocenta, ce se ascunde sub ea e gen: pregateste-te sa cari sacose&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;
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Mai fac un 3 în 1 şi hai să mai citim puţin....&lt;br /&gt;
P.S.: i-am dat un comentariu pe blogul lui bendeac şi mi-am zis părerea aceea că unele personaje sunt penibile, iar după altele mor...de rîs!&lt;br /&gt;
Ţi s-a întîmplat să te trezeşti să ai impresia că e altă zi decît aceea?&lt;br /&gt;
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Fata scorpion in chip de scorpie devoratoare de barbati ( e tare buna la pat, asta da) e o mare idee preconceputa si proasta pe deasupra. Ar trebui sa vi se strepezeasca mult mai repede dintii cand auziti de o geamana, racoaica de specie rea, sagetatoare sau varsatoare decat scorpioanca.  Am stat sa ne gandim de unde s-a nascut aceasta legenda legata de persoana ei si cred ca am descoperit doar 50% din motive. Unu’ la mana ar fi ca e teribil de pisaloaga, mai ales ultimul decan. Iti repeta acelasi lucru si te verifica si te piseaza pana iti vine sa-ti iei campii.  Desi mult mai inofensiv decat o racoica care se joaca cu nervii tai mult mai subtil, se pare ca la prima vedere enerveaza mai tare. (Pentru ca la racoica ai tendinta sa spui “Mi s-a parut mie”, pe cand scorpioanca e mult prea ostentativa). Iar acum sa fim sinceri: preferi un atac neprevazut si ascuns sub  falsa prietenie a unei varsatoare cu ascendent in gemeni (varsatoarele nu’s intr-atat de diabolice) sau unul al scorpioancei, trambitat de obicei dinainte?&lt;br /&gt;
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O alta mare calitate a scorpioancei este ca daca nu te poate suferi iti va arata foarte clar acest lucru. Nu’i prefacuta. Degeaba te gandesti ca uite ce frumos se poarta cu mine geamana si varsatoarea care n’are fix nicio valoare. Iar daca te are la inima, te va avea intodeuna: fie prieten sau prietena. Poti sa-i faci extrem d multe, s-o treci prin foc si para, practic orice, pana sa hotareasca sa-si indrepte atacurile catre tine. Este devotata pana la obsesie. Defectul ei e ca nu poti sti cu niciun chip daca va face o pasiune pentru tine sau daca te ureste, (vezi bine ca nu umbla cu jumatati de masura), si nici ea nu stie prea bine. Daca o intrebi iti va face o expunere de motive la care nu te-ai fi gandit nici in 5 vieti.&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Este o leaca intriganta, depinde daca esti in vizorul ei. De obicei nu efectueaza atacuri mortale gratuit (vezi racoaica, care daca e luna asezata prost, calca pe cadavre). Trebuie sa-i fi facut ceva nasol daca i-ai starnit dorinte de razbunare. Atentie este o femeie foarte inteligenta, deci nu se va obosi pentru orice mica raca ca sa-si puna in functiune arsenalul. Dar cand o face…nu prea rateaza tinta. Si aici am ajunge la un al 2-lea motiv pentru care ar putea o scorpioanca sa va devina nesuferita: razbunarea cu orice pret si precizia actului, ceea ce-o face sa nu dea gres mai deloc, ceea ce o face si mai enervanta.&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Iar acum sa facem clar distinctia intre scorpioanca, o fata cu idei fixe carora le zice principii (unele chiar sunt), si o fata rea. Se face ca ti-e rau de nu mai poti sau ai un moment de slabiciune sufleteasca/psihica. Poti sa fii si dusmanul ei de moarte, scorpioanca in acel moment isi va pune in miscare tot sangele ei rece si nu se va lasa pana nu te va pune pe picioare ca dupa aia tot ea sa te doboare. Dar macar a fost o lupta dreapta. Te afli in autobuz intr-un echilibru incert, intre pozitia verticala si orizontala, gata sa fii una cu podeaua. Teoretic daca nu se afla o berbeaca in preajma, scorpioanca te va prinde cu un gest sigur si la fix. Daca ai in fata o racoica de specie rea (ultimul decan) poti sa-i strigi cat vrei ca esti in pericol caci ea abia isi va misca bratul si va mima dita mai esecu de a te prinde. Ai dureri menstruale si iti suni prietena gemeni sa-ti aduca medicamentul cutare. Peste 3 ore prietena gemeni (a 2-a ei fata) intra pe usa si iti spune vesela: “La farmacie nu aveau decat bomboane pentru gat, ti-am adus dastea da nu cred ca-ti vor face bine”. O scorpioanca va ateriza in 5 minute (sunt cele mai punctuale femei) cu toate medicamnetele de acasa de la ea (e mare consumatoare de chimicale) si ar fi stat cu tine toata noaptea treaza sa te vegheze.&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;Scorpioanca casatorita din frageda tinerete cu barbat la maturitate tarzie. Nu-l va parasi nici cand acesta nu va mai fi in stare sa se duca singur la baie, da ia sa vezi o sagatatoare ce repede isi va face bagajele, lasand impresia ca a incercat tot ce s-a putut si a fost o adevarata sora de caritate. O scorpioanca 100% este in stare de orice pentru cei la care tine. Impossible is nothing si “pana moartea ne va desparti”&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Sa nu uitam nici ca ea este foarte impulsiva, are foarte multe de la fata berbec, ca doar e guvernata si ea de Marte (si de Pluto). Tocmai de aceea o ia de multe ori gura pe dinainte. Este un bun psiholog. Se imbraca practic, mult negru, mov, culori inchise. Dupa cum v’ati dat seama noi nu am avut decat surprize placute cu scorpioancele. Ceea ce insa ne deranjeaza si pe noi la ele, inafara de razbunarea prosteasca este instinctul lor fantastic de autodistrugere. Nu stiu daca intr-o viata, lumea ajunge sa faca rau scorpioancei cat apuca sa-si faca ea rau singura: vezi cazul “saracei fete bogate” Barbara Hutton care a cheltuit o avere imensa cu cei 7 soti ai ei, murind in saracie&lt;br /&gt;
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sursa: http://blogcuzodii.wordpress.com/2009/03/06/fata-scorpion-nu-e-o-scorpie/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5622308038101682204-8083760159576911482?l=floricelart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/feeds/8083760159576911482/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/2011/11/fata-scorpion-nu-e-o-scorpie.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5622308038101682204/posts/default/8083760159576911482?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5622308038101682204/posts/default/8083760159576911482?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/2011/11/fata-scorpion-nu-e-o-scorpie.html' title='&quot;Fata scorpion nu e o scorpie&quot;'/><author><name>refresher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745836443567237832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o9gMhTe3Dbw/S_tm2o3gmHI/AAAAAAAAAv4/kEYZP7YLfkM/s72-c/scorpion+secrete.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CEYBQnc_cSp7ImA9WhRTFUU.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5622308038101682204.post-4757164598158007130</id><published>2011-11-06T04:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T04:22:33.949-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-11-06T04:22:33.949-08:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18 ani'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='profi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dimineata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='şcoală'/><title>cadou</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Neaţaaaaaaaa, ziua asta a început cu o neaţa dulce. e ziua ei, şi o pup şi o iubesc pe mama. Mîine e a mea...am primit ceasul mult dorit, şi ghetuţele. Mîine e luni, sper ca mîine dimineaţă să fie răcoare pentru ca acea cafea cu lapte care mi-o voi cumpăra să-mi aburească nasu în braţele lui...&lt;br /&gt;
e ultima zi în care am anii ăştia, m-am decis să-i consum minutele şi orele scriind. e singurul lucru care îl pot face oricînd. am luat bomboane de ciocolată, pentru nebunii mei iubiţi pentru pitic,bădă sîrba sef,trupele, puii, cage smigăl musti, explozia roz si restu...îmi place să împart momente cu ei.&lt;br /&gt;
Cred că o să mă pun să-mi scriu la ce mai am....sper ca scorţi să nu îmi zică nimic de rău şi să nu aducă lucrările! da aşa ar fi f drăguţ.&lt;br /&gt;
să vedem ce ne rezervă ziua de mîine....ia să mă uit la robotzi să mă înveselesc, sunt bestiali apropo, poate or face un episod special pt mine :)) ar fi ceva nu?&lt;br /&gt;
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eu:auzi, tu eşti supărat pe mine?&lt;br /&gt;
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eu: păi pentru că aseară am aţipit cînd vorbeam prin sms-uri...&lt;br /&gt;
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P.S.-cam în genu ăsta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5622308038101682204-4473958485087863115?l=floricelart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/feeds/4473958485087863115/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/2011/11/ghetutele-aleaaaaaaa.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5622308038101682204/posts/default/4473958485087863115?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5622308038101682204/posts/default/4473958485087863115?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/2011/11/ghetutele-aleaaaaaaa.html' title='ghetuţele aleaaaaaaa'/><author><name>refresher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745836443567237832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nCcXsqg6Kbw/TrP-PrFrniI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/PONxK3BDhxk/s72-c/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFm9oZlNBdUhsM3hHVHBQZUNldzdqaXcAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;A0QESX46fSp7ImA9WhRTE04.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5622308038101682204.post-7064398073796701379</id><published>2011-11-03T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T09:55:08.015-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-11-03T09:55:08.015-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='profi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='şcoală'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stres'/><title>şcoală buai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; chimie testare nemaaaaaaaaa.mate testare nemaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa mate testare 2 nemaaaaaaaaa la patrat! ce fac eu cu matematica si chimia asta?! Mna? pînă cînd mă trezesc la 5-6 dimineaţa să mă uit cruciş la caiet. deja mă plictiseşte tratamentu asta. e greu să fi adoleşcentă...cu profi ca scorţi. cam asta, mai e puţin şi se termină semestru...cine naiba a venit cu ideea asta inspirată să micşoreze semestru ne bombardează de testări.pfaaaai!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fereşte-te la fel şi de prietenia duşmanului şi de duşmania prietenului!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OvN_DjZWSBw/TrLC-qBwuDI/AAAAAAAAAqA/feFm_IkZmjY/s1600/7jHG.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="162" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OvN_DjZWSBw/TrLC-qBwuDI/AAAAAAAAAqA/feFm_IkZmjY/s320/7jHG.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5622308038101682204-5997586952972799434?l=floricelart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/feeds/5997586952972799434/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/2011/11/prajitura-cu-ravas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5622308038101682204/posts/default/5997586952972799434?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5622308038101682204/posts/default/5997586952972799434?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/2011/11/prajitura-cu-ravas.html' title='prajitura cu ravas'/><author><name>refresher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745836443567237832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OvN_DjZWSBw/TrLC-qBwuDI/AAAAAAAAAqA/feFm_IkZmjY/s72-c/7jHG.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DkIDR3c6fip7ImA9WhdaF08.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5622308038101682204.post-221373577137752888</id><published>2011-10-27T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T07:09:36.916-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-10-27T07:09:36.916-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ca în fiecare zi'/><title>dimineaţă să pleci la fără un sfert</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;eu-alo.neaţaaaaaa.ce faci iubiiiiiiiii?&lt;br /&gt;
el-bine.neaţa puişor.tu ce faci?stai de mult în staţie?&lt;br /&gt;
eu-aştept busu.daaaa guriţă stau de mult, şi al naibii bus nu mai vine!&lt;br /&gt;
el-şi stai de mult zici nu?&lt;br /&gt;
eu-daaaaa&lt;br /&gt;
el-doar ce ai ajuns nu-i aşa?&lt;br /&gt;
eu-da&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;deci marte e de vină că sunt uneori puţin agresivă...doar puţin. gelozia aşa şi aşa, bine foarte foarte. mhhh în mare parte da....&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Personalitatea Scorpionului este magnetica, misterioasa, carismatica, atragandu-i pe toti in jurul sau ca un magnet. Puternic din fire, Scorpionul nu se lasa usor infrant, avand un profund simt al apararii atunci cand se afla in incurcatura"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
ca fiecare, nu nicidecum nu mă las înfrîntă deşi să pierzi cu eleganţă este o victorie...&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;"Desi atrasi de personalitatea lui, cei din jur reusesc cu greu sa il inteleaga, pentru ca e imposibil sa afle ce gandeste si simte cu adevarat. Arata tuturor o imagine de om sigur pe sine, increzator, puternic, controlat si calm, desi in interiorul sau se da o lupta acerba."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
măi măi daţi tot din casă&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;"Scorpionul este sensibil si emotional, dar unde emotiile sunt puternic tinute sub control, incat nu ar putea fi observate nici de catre cei foarte apropiati Scorpionului. In ciuda aparentelor de persoana dura, emotiile sunt totusi latura sa forte si reuseste sa si-o controlati cu mare grija. Toate sentimentele pot fi mult mai intense la Scorpion: si dragostea si ura, si gelozia si loialitatea."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
eu aş scrie strict de mine că sentimentele pot fi ff intense dragoste ură loialitate&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;"Totusi cand emotiile Scorpionului explodeaza, ele pot fi periculoase, adeseori negative, precum razbunarea sau sarcasmul. Este o fire susceptibila si sceptica, sarcastica si aspra uneori. La el nu exista sentimente de mijloc, neutre: totul e alb sau negru. Datorita spiritului sau ascutit, poate eticheta dintr-o privire caracterul unui om. Intotdeauna obtine ceea ce vrea, cand vrea. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
nu există mijloc!&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;"Este un caracter de temut, fiind inclinat spre autodistrugere, spre experiente originale, spre locuri si aventuri neobisnuite, spiritul sau de investigator atragandu-l in cele mai ciudate actiuni, unele dintre ele periculoase."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
prefer să fac ceva ce e periculos şi să-mi pară rău sau nu, decît să îmi pară rău că nu am încercat!&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;EXCELENTA (100%) - Scorpion, Pesti, Rac&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
nuuuu eu zodiile astea le ţin la distanţă&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;BUNA (80%) - Capricorn, Fecioara&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
iauzi suflet şi tu care ziceai că fecioarele nu se înteleg cu scorpionii&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;DELICATA, RISCANTA (60%) - Varsator, Leu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
aici aşa, vărsătorii cu un tact...şi leii vaaai ne-am bate tot timpul&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;DIFICILA, DAR INTERESANTA (50%) - Taur&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
nu e dificilă deloc am numai tauri pe lîngă mine, se ştiu ei&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;DIFICILA, CU DATORII KARMICE (20%) - Gemeni, Berbec&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
asta nu ştiu ce înseamnă da nu-i de bine&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;NERECOMANDABIL (10%) - Sagetator, Balanta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
eu aş zice nerecomandabili pt săgetători&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;"&lt;u&gt;transformare&lt;/u&gt;, unitate, regenerare, exigenta, reconstructie, renastere, reincarnare, spiritualitate, sexualitate, pasiune, magnetism, detectie, initiere, instinct, autoanaliza, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;dorinta, tentatie, ambitie,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;u&gt;motivatie, pasiune&lt;/u&gt;, mare potential, energie, inteligenta"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
ce cuvinte frumoase&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;"angoasa, &lt;u&gt;distrugere&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;r&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;anchiuna, razbunare, rautate, vointa, autoritate&lt;/u&gt;, despotism, &lt;u&gt;posesiune, gelozie,&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;posesivitate, duritate, violenta&lt;/u&gt;, intoleranta, temperament puternic, &lt;/em&gt;suspiciune, ironie, cinism&lt;em&gt;, sadism, &lt;u&gt;lipsa de discretie, mister, secrete, greu de patruns"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
tot la fel&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;"Verbul caracteristic &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;A dori. DORESC." &lt;/em&gt;cu siguranţă&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Motto-ul zodiei &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"Ma deschid schimbarii si transform in mine ceea ce trebuie sa existe pentru a descoperi adevarul fiintei mele interioare. Sacralizez sexualitatea." &lt;/em&gt;foarte adevărat&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;"Perioada din zi caracteristica: &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;amurgul" &lt;/em&gt;acum ştiu de ce ă simt mai bine cînd se înserează&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;"Celebritati ale zodiei &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Leonardo DiCaprio, &amp;nbsp;Julia Roberts, Bill Gates, Printul Charles, Hillary Clinton, Picasso,. Voltaire, Emil Constantinescu, Traian Basescu" &lt;/em&gt;interesant&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;"Alimente&lt;br /&gt;
Are nevoie de lichide, &lt;u&gt;bauturi calde,&lt;/u&gt; alimente calde, &amp;nbsp;alimente oferite de apa, telina, ceaiuri, sucuri, alimente bogate in fier,&lt;u&gt; salata verde&lt;/u&gt;, &amp;nbsp;alimente de culoare rosie sau neagra:  sfecla, c&lt;u&gt;irese, visine, mere, ridichi, capsuni, rosii, zmeura, mure, gogosari, ardei kapia,&lt;/u&gt; carne rosie (de vita sau de porc), mancare fiarta, &lt;u&gt;lamai, ceai de musetel, legume si fructe de toamna."&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
cele subliniate îmi plaaaac ce l mai muuult&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;"Cadouri&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;carti de groaza, articole de înot, articole cu tenta esoterica (talismane, pietre norocoase, horoscop personal, amulete), flori de mina, obiecte vechi , alimente si bauturi fine, carti erotice, carti  metafizice (despre reincarnare, paranormal, moarte, spiritism, mistere), carti de tarot, glob de cristal, articole magice,  microscop, binoclu, telescop, pahare sau recipiente pentru lichide (vaze), invitatie la un restaurant intim, secret sau la un restaurant cu specific marin, lumanari, &amp;nbsp;, lenjerie intima, articole cu tenta erotica, flori, invitatie la sporturi extreme, parfumuri cu esente masculine, tari, dure, agresive, vestimentatie in nuante de grena, brun, negru, bleu-vert, obiecte metalice, obiecte ce reprezinta scorpioni, pesti, scoici, mamifere acvatice, pasari de apa, pisici, , &amp;nbsp;broaste testoase, ursi, delfini, foci, betisoare, parfumuri sau esente de aloe, mar, gardenie, lamai, liliac, crin, trandafir, nufar, plante de apa, bijuterii sau obiecte din metalul si pietrele semi-pretioase caracteristice."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
în mare parte daaaa&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;"Vestimentatie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Sunt foarte pretentiosi la haine, de aceea nu vor sti cu ce sa se imbrace.  Sunt foarte schimbatori in gusturi, daca azi nici nu le observi stilul vestimentar, maine apar cu un stil violent, tipator. Le place vestimentatia sexy, pentru ca atragerea sexului opus este foarte importanta pentru ei. Femeile vor exagera cu un aspect agresiv din punct de vedere sexual, deci pot aborda vestimentatia tip vampa. Pe de alta parte, pentru a-si pastra umbra de mister asupra lor, se pot imbraca toata viata numai in negru. Sunt oamenii extremelor inclusiv in vestimentatie, deci azi pot soca, maine pot trece neobservati. Le place sa incerce stiluri noi, dar numai de dragul aventurii, nu vor adopta un stil vestimentar pentru prea mult timp, cautand deja o alta provocare"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
mai are rost să zic da?&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;"Spatii specifice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Incaperea preferata in casa este dormitorul. Locuri prielnice: se simte bine in spatii retrase, discrete, intunecate, misterioase, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;em&gt;in preajma sectiei de politie, a garnizoanei, a cimitirului, a farmaciilor, a muzeelor, a ruinelor, a siturilor arheologice, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;em&gt;a apelor si marilor."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
fugi mă de aicea cu cimitiru :))&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;"Sunete specifice&lt;br /&gt;
Muzica lenta, de meditatie si relaxare, muzica cu tenta erotica, sunetul de apa curgand, susur de izvoare, sunet de valuri."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;"Profesii&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Farmacist, c&lt;strike&gt;hirurg, ginecolog, militar, scafandru, arheolog, speolog, politist,&lt;/strike&gt; spion, justitie, &lt;strike&gt;armata,&lt;/strike&gt; scriitor, detectiv, &lt;strike&gt;radiestezist &lt;/strike&gt;(profesiuni bazate pe cautare si investigare a lucrurilor ascunse, misterioase), &lt;strike&gt;fizica nucleara, profesiuni legate de moarte&lt;/strike&gt; (cimitir, pompe funebre, morga), sexolog (profesiuni legate de sex, erotism, pornografie), psiholog (profesiuni legate de psihicul uman), astrolog (profesiuni legate de mister, ocultism, esoterism), spion (servicii secrete)."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;sursa:www.acvaria.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5622308038101682204-3313858047229198938?l=floricelart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/feeds/3313858047229198938/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/2011/10/scorpionisme.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5622308038101682204/posts/default/3313858047229198938?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5622308038101682204/posts/default/3313858047229198938?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/2011/10/scorpionisme.html' title='scorpionisme'/><author><name>refresher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745836443567237832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cr_sOp1pQH4/TqhF05fMfmI/AAAAAAAAApw/JDN8FDK-zxA/s72-c/scorpion_6ab8bb7eecfb03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DU8DSHc4fyp7ImA9WhdaFEs.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5622308038101682204.post-3520406943665129930</id><published>2011-10-24T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T07:51:19.937-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-10-24T07:51:19.937-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joacă'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='constiita'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sondaj'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='şcoală'/><title>ce zic ei?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Eu:care este principala calitate şi principalul defect al persoanei pe locul 1 in viata ta?&lt;/div&gt;el:defect: eşti îngînfată şi calitatea e că mă iubeşti pe toane dar mă iubeşti&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;fofi*: defect: pui bothu repede la vrajeala&amp;nbsp; (naivă) &lt;br /&gt;
ti la glm (ţi la glumă)&lt;br /&gt;
preşedinta: defect: tipi mult(stresule)&lt;br /&gt;
calitate:saritoare&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;u&gt;alee&lt;/u&gt;:intelegatoare si orgolioasa&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;u&gt;a.s.:&lt;/u&gt;optimista si lenesa&lt;br /&gt;
un coleg s: te enervezi prea repede&lt;br /&gt;
esti o fata d treab si dai temele&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;u&gt;adr:&lt;/u&gt; intelegatoate incapatanata&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;u&gt;teo:&lt;/u&gt;intelegatoare si defectul meu nu-l ştie o fi ascuns pe undeva&lt;br /&gt;
pitic tembel:nu stiu&lt;br /&gt;
eu: nu se poate să nu ştii...mă cunoşti de un an ştii?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;u&gt;alina&lt;/u&gt;:esti frumosa si te enervezi repede&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;u&gt;caluţ: &lt;/u&gt;esti generoasa si nesuferita uneori&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;u&gt;cici&lt;/u&gt;:te integrezi repede si te emotionezi repede&lt;br /&gt;
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chiar mi-a plăcut să aud de la alţii cum mă privesc cei mai mulţi au zis că mă enervez repede şi că sunt înţelegătoare. şi înseamnă că aşa e:)&lt;br /&gt;
am subliniat pe cîţiva mai exact pe aceea care eu început cu calitatea, coincidenţa e că acele persoane mai au lucuri de aflat despre mine, nu că &amp;nbsp;celelalte m-ar cunoaşte în totalitate...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HvbBNyVkaNs/TqV6t1fyAbI/AAAAAAAAApc/ijzBoGZsBdw/s1600/ego.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="244" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HvbBNyVkaNs/TqV6t1fyAbI/AAAAAAAAApc/ijzBoGZsBdw/s320/ego.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;p.s.: el: dacă aş putea cred că ţi-aş citi gîndurile..şi cred că dupaia te-aş bate...&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;eu:sigur mai bate&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;el:ce?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5622308038101682204-3520406943665129930?l=floricelart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/feeds/3520406943665129930/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/2011/10/ce-zic-ei.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5622308038101682204/posts/default/3520406943665129930?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5622308038101682204/posts/default/3520406943665129930?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/2011/10/ce-zic-ei.html' title='ce zic ei?'/><author><name>refresher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745836443567237832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HvbBNyVkaNs/TqV6t1fyAbI/AAAAAAAAApc/ijzBoGZsBdw/s72-c/ego.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CkcHRXo_fip7ImA9WhdaEkU.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5622308038101682204.post-7637761486744294386</id><published>2011-10-22T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T03:40:34.446-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-10-22T03:40:34.446-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3 in 1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ca în fiecare zi'/><title>e doar sîmbătă</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;E dimineaţă e răcoare e perfect. 3 în 1 sub nas aburind în pătuţ cu muzica dată la minim. Mesaje scrise cu bună dimineaţaaaaa şi mai perfect. &lt;br /&gt;
Chef de citit şi îmi zic clar că pe la prînz mă duc la bibliotecă să citesc...aprind pc-ul i-a programul de la bibliotecă de unde nu-i...după căutăăări lungi şi observ că nu are program sîmbăta :( na problemă.&lt;br /&gt;
Scriu temele cu lăpticu sub nas. Mai trece timpu pap şi gata. Cam aşa e sîmbăta asta.&lt;br /&gt;
P.S.: &lt;i&gt;"să nu fi tristă cînd te trezeşti dimineaţa singură în pat, sunt singurul care te iubeşte cu adevărat!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5622308038101682204-7637761486744294386?l=floricelart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/feeds/7637761486744294386/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/2011/10/e-doar-simbata.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5622308038101682204/posts/default/7637761486744294386?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5622308038101682204/posts/default/7637761486744294386?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/2011/10/e-doar-simbata.html' title='e doar sîmbătă'/><author><name>refresher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745836443567237832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;D08NSX05fCp7ImA9WhdaEEk.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5622308038101682204.post-9108616286761382019</id><published>2011-10-19T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T10:38:18.324-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-10-19T10:38:18.324-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimentalism'/><title>doar eu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Stare psihica exagerat de proastă. Gîndurile mă inundă. Înebunesc, cred că o să înebunesc şi vreau o ţigare. Am impresia că nu mai eu mă înţeleg, simt nevoia să tac şi să înghit şi să merg mai departe şi asta o să fac. &amp;nbsp;şi e uşor...de spus. Aş vrea să pot să fiu eu oriunde şi oricînd, dar nu se poate..cel puţin deocamdată. Aş vrea să fiu doar eu, nu judecată. Nimeni nu poate să îmi fure gîndurile,plăcerile viziunile mele şi ideile despre viaţa mea, doar a mea. Eu o să fiu aia mică şi cochetă, eu o să fiu doar aia care i se dăruieşte unuia, eu o să fiu cea care nu are prea multa rusine, eu o sa fiu cea care nici nu credeai ca o sa fiu.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rRyxgO5gH2I/Tp8LAlnI0GI/AAAAAAAAAnE/-2TAGu8SyRM/s1600/3964_8dbd_420_large12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rRyxgO5gH2I/Tp8LAlnI0GI/AAAAAAAAAnE/-2TAGu8SyRM/s320/3964_8dbd_420_large12.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"se zice ca oamenii mici, sunt acei in prezenta carora si noi ne simtim mici... oamenii mari in schimb, sunt aceea care ne ridica la nivelul lor si nu ne privesc de sus... Deci, ei sunt mici, draga mea, nu tu , sau eu , sau altcineva..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5622308038101682204-9108616286761382019?l=floricelart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/feeds/9108616286761382019/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/2011/10/doar-eu.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5622308038101682204/posts/default/9108616286761382019?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5622308038101682204/posts/default/9108616286761382019?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/2011/10/doar-eu.html' title='doar eu'/><author><name>refresher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745836443567237832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rRyxgO5gH2I/Tp8LAlnI0GI/AAAAAAAAAnE/-2TAGu8SyRM/s72-c/3964_8dbd_420_large12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CkYERX8yeip7ImA9WhdbFkU.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5622308038101682204.post-1226375593296647515</id><published>2011-10-15T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T05:01:44.192-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-10-15T05:01:44.192-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prajitura cu ravas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimentalism'/><title>Prăjitură cu răvaş</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-asb3QrXFXGw/Tpl2C9GXIHI/AAAAAAAAAm0/1W-aJKckbTE/s1600/7jHG.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="162" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-asb3QrXFXGw/Tpl2C9GXIHI/AAAAAAAAAm0/1W-aJKckbTE/s320/7jHG.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tot ce se bate de la obisnuit, deranjeaza. neobisnuitul e intotdeauna suspect pana ce lumea se familiarizeaza cu el, banalizandu-l!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5622308038101682204-1226375593296647515?l=floricelart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/feeds/1226375593296647515/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/2011/10/prajitura-cu-ravas_15.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5622308038101682204/posts/default/1226375593296647515?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5622308038101682204/posts/default/1226375593296647515?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/2011/10/prajitura-cu-ravas_15.html' title='Prăjitură cu răvaş'/><author><name>refresher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745836443567237832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-asb3QrXFXGw/Tpl2C9GXIHI/AAAAAAAAAm0/1W-aJKckbTE/s72-c/7jHG.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DEMFSH06eSp7ImA9WhdbFUw.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5622308038101682204.post-2035700085646653557</id><published>2011-10-13T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T07:33:39.311-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-10-13T07:33:39.311-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prajitura cu ravas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jocuri'/><title>Prăjitura cu răvaş</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cei ce intreaba primesc raspunsuri&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RwHXDfyDxQU/Tpb2mj0N9kI/AAAAAAAAAms/bqdSClF7K0E/s1600/7jHG.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="162" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RwHXDfyDxQU/Tpb2mj0N9kI/AAAAAAAAAms/bqdSClF7K0E/s320/7jHG.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5622308038101682204-2035700085646653557?l=floricelart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/feeds/2035700085646653557/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/2011/10/prajitura-cu-ravas_13.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5622308038101682204/posts/default/2035700085646653557?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5622308038101682204/posts/default/2035700085646653557?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/2011/10/prajitura-cu-ravas_13.html' title='Prăjitura cu răvaş'/><author><name>refresher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745836443567237832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RwHXDfyDxQU/Tpb2mj0N9kI/AAAAAAAAAms/bqdSClF7K0E/s72-c/7jHG.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DEMHRXo8fCp7ImA9WhdbFUw.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5622308038101682204.post-7645451115961232937</id><published>2011-10-12T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T07:33:54.474-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-10-13T07:33:54.474-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prajitura cu ravas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jocuri'/><title>Prăjitura cu răvaş</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mdRfEPAuWTI/TpWbMjwq3ZI/AAAAAAAAAl0/ZfRjJsPvxCo/s1600/7jHG.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="162" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mdRfEPAuWTI/TpWbMjwq3ZI/AAAAAAAAAl0/ZfRjJsPvxCo/s320/7jHG.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Iubirea trebuie invatata, incercata si experimentata&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5622308038101682204-7645451115961232937?l=floricelart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/feeds/7645451115961232937/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/2011/10/prajitura-cu-ravas_12.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5622308038101682204/posts/default/7645451115961232937?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5622308038101682204/posts/default/7645451115961232937?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/2011/10/prajitura-cu-ravas_12.html' title='Prăjitura cu răvaş'/><author><name>refresher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745836443567237832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mdRfEPAuWTI/TpWbMjwq3ZI/AAAAAAAAAl0/ZfRjJsPvxCo/s72-c/7jHG.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DEMBQX8-cSp7ImA9WhdbFUw.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5622308038101682204.post-7804190588978357671</id><published>2011-10-11T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T07:34:10.159-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-10-13T07:34:10.159-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prajitura cu ravas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jocuri'/><title>prăjitura cu răvaş</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mai bine un dusman intelept decat un prieten neghiob&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCw_aC5ELtI/TpR0vdIF2vI/AAAAAAAAAls/9zmZ5yA0tJU/s1600/7jHG.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="162" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCw_aC5ELtI/TpR0vdIF2vI/AAAAAAAAAls/9zmZ5yA0tJU/s320/7jHG.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5622308038101682204-7804190588978357671?l=floricelart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/feeds/7804190588978357671/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/2011/10/prajitura-cu-ravas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5622308038101682204/posts/default/7804190588978357671?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5622308038101682204/posts/default/7804190588978357671?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/2011/10/prajitura-cu-ravas.html' title='prăjitura cu răvaş'/><author><name>refresher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745836443567237832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCw_aC5ELtI/TpR0vdIF2vI/AAAAAAAAAls/9zmZ5yA0tJU/s72-c/7jHG.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;A08BSXg6fSp7ImA9WhdbE0k.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5622308038101682204.post-1236019811604225935</id><published>2011-10-11T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T09:17:38.615-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-10-11T09:17:38.615-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimentalism'/><title>schimbare</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;O altă zi care trece o altă zi în care îmi promit că mă schimb...e un alt moment în care doar zic, aş vrea să am toate atuurile unei Juliete probabil aş fi fericită cum sunt...multe, deşi urăsc să pun mereu puncte puncte o fac pentru că vorbesc din ce în ce mai sincer urăsc uneori cînd sunt sinceră, urăsc cînd mint uneori sau de multe ori...mulţi din noi avem speranţe că atunci cînd vom putea fi liberi o să avem tot ce ne dorim, şi eu cred în asta cu toate că ştiu că mai ales la început o să fie foarte greu totuşi dacă măcar mă gîndesc la asta este o posibilitate minimă să reuşesc.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Vai trebuie să zic că pot trebuie să mă auto-educ pe zi ce trece. Trebuie să mă gîndesc la ce este mai bine. &amp;nbsp;Mă ambiţionez mai mult cînd privesc anumite poze, şi mă alină cînd privesc în ochii lui. Ştiu mai multe decît crede că ştiu, şi ştiu mai puţine decîd cred că ştiu...vai unde e o ţigare?!&lt;br /&gt;
Nu cred că există persoană care să se oftice mai mult decît mine pe lumea asta...&lt;br /&gt;
Deci copilă bleagă să recapitulăm:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Ce este frumos repede trece!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;În omul linguşitor să nu te încrezi niciodată!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qQDNr61_WNk/TpRsHGvFPlI/AAAAAAAAAlk/ojwS8drX-Ss/s1600/change-your-life.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qQDNr61_WNk/TpRsHGvFPlI/AAAAAAAAAlk/ojwS8drX-Ss/s320/change-your-life.jpg" width="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5622308038101682204-1236019811604225935?l=floricelart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/feeds/1236019811604225935/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/2011/10/schimbare.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5622308038101682204/posts/default/1236019811604225935?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5622308038101682204/posts/default/1236019811604225935?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/2011/10/schimbare.html' title='schimbare'/><author><name>refresher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745836443567237832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qQDNr61_WNk/TpRsHGvFPlI/AAAAAAAAAlk/ojwS8drX-Ss/s72-c/change-your-life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;A0cBSHo-fyp7ImA9WhdbE0k.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5622308038101682204.post-4491975765876449863</id><published>2011-10-11T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T09:04:19.457-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-10-11T09:04:19.457-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stres'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jocuri'/><title>nervi trecuţi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Nu se mai poate asa cum sa existe atatea nervi intrun singur om nu mai pooooooooooooooooooot. Nu exista cineva care sa ma scoata din sarite asa ca el nu se mai poate. nu stiu ce sa mai ziiiiiiiiiiiiiic nu pot sa ma abtin urasc tot ce faceeeeeeeeeeee. sunt geloasa foarte geloasa simt ca innebuneeeesc de toooooooooot. urasc ca iubesc mai bine nu iubeam.!!!!!!!!!!! ma enerveaza nu mai pot. nu nu se poate sa mai cedez ma abitioneeeeeeeez vreau sa fiu asa cum vreaaaaaaaau m'am saturat sa nu pot sa imi depasesc limiteleeeee aaah te urasc ma scoti din sarite luatear draciii sa te iaaaa de tot!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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P.S.: M-am liniştit&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XRhiu2eDgp8/TpRo8BB7hbI/AAAAAAAAAlc/RXuqP6maboM/s1600/gelozia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="167" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XRhiu2eDgp8/TpRo8BB7hbI/AAAAAAAAAlc/RXuqP6maboM/s320/gelozia.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5622308038101682204-4491975765876449863?l=floricelart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/feeds/4491975765876449863/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/2011/10/nervi-trecuti.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5622308038101682204/posts/default/4491975765876449863?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5622308038101682204/posts/default/4491975765876449863?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/2011/10/nervi-trecuti.html' title='nervi trecuţi'/><author><name>refresher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745836443567237832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XRhiu2eDgp8/TpRo8BB7hbI/AAAAAAAAAlc/RXuqP6maboM/s72-c/gelozia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;Ak8BSHo4fSp7ImA9WhdbE0k.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5622308038101682204.post-7771391475578972017</id><published>2011-10-11T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T09:00:59.435-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-10-11T09:00:59.435-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jocuri'/><title>din cartea de bucate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;se i-a una bucată el una bucată ea(după orientări,şi fantezii există alternative)&lt;br /&gt;
se curăţă tot de haine&lt;br /&gt;
se adaugă săruturi după gust&lt;br /&gt;
se gustă din mîncarea care se prepară&lt;br /&gt;
se lasă la fiert cei doi pînă dau pe afară&lt;br /&gt;
se lasă experienţei un moment de respiro&lt;br /&gt;
se fumează o ţigare şi păpica-i gata&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5622308038101682204-7771391475578972017?l=floricelart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/feeds/7771391475578972017/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/2011/10/din-cartea-de-bucate.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5622308038101682204/posts/default/7771391475578972017?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5622308038101682204/posts/default/7771391475578972017?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/2011/10/din-cartea-de-bucate.html' title='din cartea de bucate'/><author><name>refresher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745836443567237832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TB79ja8pn_E/TpRoNZv_S5I/AAAAAAAAAlU/bC0aFhzn1V4/s72-c/sex_on_the_beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;AkIFQn0-fip7ImA9WhdbE0k.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5622308038101682204.post-1347685170882964511</id><published>2011-10-11T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T08:55:13.356-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-10-11T08:55:13.356-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimentalism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stres'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tata'/><title>minciuni</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Uneori mă întreb dc lucrurile sunt aşa cum sunt...de ce ei trebuie să strice tot...şi de altfel eu de ce ar trebui să fac la fel. A plecat...nu credeam că va fi aşa.a minţit. a fost frumos. eu sunt bine...sunt bine chiar dacă simt un gol....m-am întors în trecut pentru că prezentul mă omoară. Am fugit din nou în braţele lui pentru că e dulce, pentru că e bun..la toate.pentru că e atent şi frumos.pentru că plînge, pentru că şi eu plîng.pentru că mi-e frică de ce va urma.pentru că o să fie cel mai fericit atîta timp cît are răbdare.pentru că eu conduc.pentru că la un momendat timpul o să treacă. Sunt tristuţă, şi nu e nimeni aici să mă pupe, mi-e dor de mama.doar rîndurile pe care le scriu mă înţeleg.pentru că nu le pasă.pentru că nu se întreabă dacă sunt bine, pentru că le pasă doar de offurile lor.pentru că mai sunt doi ani. pentru că liniştea e plăcută, de ce nu am o ţigare?!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Pentru că am scris mai mult dar s-a blocat Opera şi s-a şters tot. Pentru că e cel mai tandru. Pentru că e perfect, aşa cum a fost odată....&lt;br /&gt;
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Am vrut doar sa te iubesc ca pe un zeu...&lt;br /&gt;
Plang ma doare ma doare asa de tare,dar sa il ia naiba....eu stiu ca pot sa trec....dar tot ma doare nu pot sa ascund intr-una. Am suferit ca naiba de ce?! Cu ce dracu am gresit?&lt;br /&gt;
Nu mai vreau, jur ca am sa fac tot posibilul sa ies la suprafata care vreau eu!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5622308038101682204-154293829903748013?l=floricelart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/feeds/154293829903748013/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/2011/10/tradare.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5622308038101682204/posts/default/154293829903748013?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5622308038101682204/posts/default/154293829903748013?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floricelart.blogspot.com/2011/10/tradare.html' title='tradare'/><author><name>refresher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745836443567237832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DUIBQnc7fSp7ImA9WhdXF00.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5622308038101682204.post-65472710274199654</id><published>2011-08-30T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T05:32:33.905-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-08-30T05:32:33.905-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimentalism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='constiita'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stres'/><title>ei si,ar fi prima oara?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;si daca o sa plang....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;da o sa plang,nu pentru ca eu te-am ranit pe tine,nu e adevarat!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;osa plang doar pentru ca...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mi-e dor de tine.sau de cel care credeam ca esti.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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