tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5002633185450827732024-03-21T23:17:55.731+02:00irregular heartbeatsk0ffyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07700361882645660525noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-500263318545082773.post-21170795213178518722011-10-23T16:22:00.001+03:002011-10-23T16:23:05.739+03:00wake me up when october ends...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yVlNi5VpQ48/TqQU6WGpXII/AAAAAAAAAWU/0p_szt4OoSs/s1600/tumblr_lss106C5uC1qzwaddo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="133" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yVlNi5VpQ48/TqQU6WGpXII/AAAAAAAAAWU/0p_szt4OoSs/s200/tumblr_lss106C5uC1qzwaddo1_500.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TCQTkYbzZG8/TqQU45tJrUI/AAAAAAAAAWM/a4weQUxj-ag/s1600/tumblr_lt44x9EGqk1r2dpmbo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TCQTkYbzZG8/TqQU45tJrUI/AAAAAAAAAWM/a4weQUxj-ag/s320/tumblr_lt44x9EGqk1r2dpmbo1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fce5cd; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;">Dimineţile de octombrie sunt ţapii ispăşitori pentru problemele oamenilor. Te împiedici şi cazi – e vina lui octombrie. Trece o maşină şi te stropeşte din cap până în picioare – e vina lui octombrie. Pierzi autobuzul – e vina lui octombrie. Primesti o notă mică la scoală - e vina lui octombrie. Laşi un băiat să te aştepte într-o zi de octombrie în frig, pe o bancă udă – e vina lui octombrie. Esti prost-dispusă, nervoasă... Bineînţeles, e vina lui octombrie..și niciodată a noastră... ;\ </span>k0ffyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07700361882645660525noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-500263318545082773.post-72928079725983570422011-10-15T01:31:00.001+03:002011-10-15T01:31:54.115+03:00sufletul meu e in pauza.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wBo1xlGgzG4/Tpi4KwwLL-I/AAAAAAAAAVw/nUfHxgwn4Ls/s1600/299693_287844214558985_100000002276027_1194372_1640705966_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="176" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wBo1xlGgzG4/Tpi4KwwLL-I/AAAAAAAAAVw/nUfHxgwn4Ls/s320/299693_287844214558985_100000002276027_1194372_1640705966_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;">s</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fce5cd; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;">e spune ca n-a murit nimeni din dragoste...sau din lipsa ei...eu nu cred asta.. cred ca durerea pe care ti-o da iubirea, sau mai grav, lipsa ei, este una dintre cele mai insuportabile dureri posibile..poti sa te anestezieze si sa te spintece pe bucatele, chiar si sa iti scoata inima din piept si tu sa nu simti nicio durere, dar oricite anestezii ai face, oricite medicamente ai lua, daca te doare sufletul, simti in fiecare bucatica din corp...</span>k0ffyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07700361882645660525noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-500263318545082773.post-55774144591668364952011-10-12T13:03:00.001+03:002011-10-12T13:04:18.660+03:00thinking...? dreaming?...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qe_lyUIG7xk/TpVl4rh2QmI/AAAAAAAAASY/TKOSQMlZ9vE/s1600/tumblr_lkf9jouZdo1qiltcro1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qe_lyUIG7xk/TpVl4rh2QmI/AAAAAAAAASY/TKOSQMlZ9vE/s400/tumblr_lkf9jouZdo1qiltcro1_500.jpg" width="277" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fce5cd; font-family: 'Centaur MT', Geneva, sans-serif;">I was thinking why I am always trying to clean the dust from everything that I feel close to it..<br />
why I keep asking deep questions to the hearts that I totally have feelings I deserve the answers from it?..<br />
I am confused in this situation why I keep writing to you,, is it because I love to feel your smile from your cute face with that beautiful hair falling on it ?..<br />
or because I know that from your smile right now the world will show me the happiness and the power from your spirit..<br />
should I confess to you I couldnt stop thinking of you even without seen or feel your breathing alive and soft laugh with it..<br />
or should I confess to you I always wanted to spend all the time holding your arms looking to your eyes,, feeling your heartbeat going faster and faster touching your fingers with sweet diamond ring on it..<br />
yes I will keep trying to clean the dust from anything I feel close to it...</span>k0ffyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07700361882645660525noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-500263318545082773.post-41393886081801294882011-09-29T22:19:00.001+03:002011-09-29T22:20:01.880+03:00De ce iubim barbatii? ;-??<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Iq3DJu0pBkk/ToTEkpCoJgI/AAAAAAAAASI/WrBsPE9wiQg/s1600/tumblr_li5wlmt6vd1qzbsewo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Iq3DJu0pBkk/ToTEkpCoJgI/AAAAAAAAASI/WrBsPE9wiQg/s400/tumblr_li5wlmt6vd1qzbsewo1_500.jpg" width="265" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fce5cd; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">Iubirea nu tine de ratiune, ci de suflet. Iubim, uneori, fara a putea explica de ce. Iubim pentru ca asa simtim cu inima, pentru ca ne`a trimis Dumnezeu un suflet pereche si nu ne imaginam viata fara el.<br />
Iubirea inseamna iertare,daruire,jertfire de sine..Cind suntem indragostiti, devenim mai buni, totul in jur e roz, iar in suflet e primavara.<br />
Iubim barbatii pentru ca doar alaturi de ei ne simtim femei, ne simtim firave, gingase si frumoase, Pentru ei ne machiam, ne imbracam frumos si ne parfumam. Ne simtim bine cind ei ne privesc cu admiratie, astfel creindu`ne o dispozitie buna pentru ziua intreaga.<br />
Iubim barbatii pentru ca ne daruiesc flori, pentru ca ne spun cuvinte dulci, ne fac cu usurinta declaratii de dragoste, iar noi, femeile, dupa cum se stie, iubim cu urechile.<br />
Ii iubim pentru ca sunt puternici. In cele mai grele clipe ale vietii ne bucuram de sprijinul lor.<br />
Cind ne indragostim, suntem impresionate si de exteriorul lor. Ii iubim pentru ca sunt simpatico, ingrijiti, au grija de ei, fac sport si arata bine.<br />
Iubim pentru ca suntem iubite, stimate si chiar alintate deseori. Barbatii sunt uneori ciudati prin faptul ca ne gelozeaaza fara motiv, dar noi ii iubim si pentru acest fapt si devenim mai increzute in dragostea lor. Ii iubim pentru ca sunt sinceri si, cind incearca sa spuna minciuni, ii prindem cu usurinta si.,… ii iertam.<br />
Sirul ar putea continua, dar fac pauza si ma intreb: daca calitatile enumerate n’ar fi, nu i`am iubi? Retorica intrebare… Cred ca iubim barbatii pentru ca ne sunt pereche, cum ne iubim parintii pentru ca sunt parinti si ne iubim copiii nu pentru meritele lor, nu prentru aceea ca sunt frumosi, ci pentru simplul fapt ca exista.</span>k0ffyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07700361882645660525noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-500263318545082773.post-81700776800041006602011-09-29T22:06:00.000+03:002011-09-29T22:06:41.332+03:00Ma iubesti? Spune-mi...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"></span><br />
<div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MEk2NAGfNZA/ToTBpCTNkiI/AAAAAAAAARg/_BmOFY1EPnI/s1600/tumblr_lirmszwxOD1qd7aqmo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="133" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MEk2NAGfNZA/ToTBpCTNkiI/AAAAAAAAARg/_BmOFY1EPnI/s200/tumblr_lirmszwxOD1qd7aqmo1_500_large.jpg" width="200" /></a>Ma iubeste, nu ma iubeste, ma iubeste, nu ma iubeste... incercam sa aflu raspunsul rupind petalele unei margarete. Asta se intimpla pe la 12 ani, cind ma indragosteam nebuneste de vreun baiat pe care il intilneam la locul de joaca. In acea perioada nici nu asteptam sa imi spuna "te plac", "te iubesc" sau sa ma intrebe daca vreau sa ii devin iubita pentru ca floarea era cea care imi decidea soarta in ale amorului. Din cate imi amintesc, era un joc foarte placut...</div><div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em;"> Cu timpul, lucrurile s-au mai schimbat, inima mea nu s-a mai predat in fata primul sosit la locul de joaca, am invatau ca "te iubesc" este o expresie pe care nu o poti spune oricui si nu o auzi de fiecare data cand iti doresti, iar acea margareta a ramas doar o floare intr-un decor, care nu imi mai poate decide soarta in ale iubirii...</div><div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em;"> Multor femei, printre care ma numar si eu, le face placere ca iubitul, partenerul sau sotul sa le spuna, macar din cand in cand, un "Te iubesc!". Dar de ce oare aceasta nevoie a auzi aceste vorbe? Eu, de exemplu, nu interpretez aceste cuvinte ca pe o confirmarea sau reconfirmare a sentimentelor pe care iubitul meu le are pentru mine. Atunci cand aud un "Te iubesc!" soptit, simt o bucurie greu de exprimat in cuvinte... imi dau un sentiment de multumire si fericire. Nu cersesc aceste cuvinte, pentru ca nu poti obliga pe cineva sa te iubeasca, daca nu simte cu adevarat acest lucru. Ar fi doar vorbe in vant, fara rost, lipsite de importanta. Lipsa acestor cuvinte poate naste durere atat pentru noi, femeile, cat si pentru barbati. Chiar si cei mai puternici barbati au nevoie de "Te iubesc!". Unii vor sa o auda mai des, altii macar o data in viata! De ce? Pentru ca suntem oameni si avem nevoie de iubire, comunicare, sa ni se spuna ca suntem unici in felul nostru, ca suntem importanti pentru partener etc. Sunt niste asteptari normale si dorite de fiecare dintre noi! Iti spun "Te iubesc!". A fost chiar asa de greu?</div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"><h2 class="uiHeaderTitle" style="color: #1c2a47; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><br />
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Toti simtim macar o singura data in viata ca iubim, toti suntem facuti pentru</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #292828; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', 'Arial Narrow', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #292828; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', 'Arial Narrow', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;">a iubi... unii mai mult, altii mai putin... cati insa o si spunem?</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #292828; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', 'Arial Narrow', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #292828; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', 'Arial Narrow', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #292828; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', 'Arial Narrow', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"> Cati au curajul sa isi asume aceste doua cuvinte si sa le rosteasca cu sufletul deschis, sa nu se ascunda in spatele unor gesturi? Cate dintre noi nu amesteca vorbe la nesfarsit in speranta ca doar-doar el pricepe la un moment dat ceea ce avem in intentie sa destainuim?</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #292828; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', 'Arial Narrow', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #292828; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', 'Arial Narrow', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #292828; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', 'Arial Narrow', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"> Mi s-a declarat iubirea de cateva ori si ma gandesc cat de ipocrita am fost razand sau avand reactii care mai de care mai ciudate. Mi s-a spus: "Te iubesc!" si nu am stiut cum sa pretuiesc aceste declaratii... m-am amuzat, am raspuns cu "De ce?" sau "Multumesc" si, cel mai important, nu am avut capacitatea sa cred ca sunt si adevarate...</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #292828; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', 'Arial Narrow', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #292828; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', 'Arial Narrow', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #292828; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', 'Arial Narrow', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"> Am avut un moment in viata in care mi-am dorit atat de mult sa imi urlu iubirea, sa o spun clar in cuvinte, cu toate ca imi era intiparita pe chip si se simtea in fiecare suflu. Am vrut atat de mult sa spun acele cuvinte care imi par atat de dificile... nu am putut, cumva mi s-au oprit in gat, s-au schimbat pana sa fie auzite si s-au transformat intr-un banal: "Cat de... frumos este afara."</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #292828; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', 'Arial Narrow', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #292828; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', 'Arial Narrow', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #292828; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', 'Arial Narrow', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"> Oare asta inseamna ca am circuitele inversate? Inseamna cumva ca sunt defecta? Scriu la nesfarsit si totusi nu sunt in stare sa-l privesc in ochi si nu ii rostesc nimic...</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #292828; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', 'Arial Narrow', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #292828; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', 'Arial Narrow', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #292828; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', 'Arial Narrow', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"> Nu pot sa nu ma intreb ce poate fi atat si atat de dificil? De ce nu toti suntem in stare sa ne asumam pana la capat o serie de sentimente atat de frumoase, atat de pure si curate? De ce am devenit atat de inchisi si simtim nevoia nebuna de autoprotectie dusa la extrem?</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #292828; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', 'Arial Narrow', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #292828; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', 'Arial Narrow', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #292828; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', 'Arial Narrow', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"> Nu spun ca fiecare trebuie sa o spuna la fiecare colt de strada sau sa strige de zece ori pe zi "Te iubesc" oricui si oricand... asta deja devine inversul a ceea ce reprezinta in esenta cele doua cuvinte. Demonstreaza falsitate si fatarnicie.</span>k0ffyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07700361882645660525noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-500263318545082773.post-6342276063761069052011-02-14T19:09:00.002+02:002011-09-29T22:01:57.331+03:00sweet 18 :X<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Ohhh, is a long time since I wrote here last time....buuut I'm so busy and when I get free time I become laaaazy ...eeh, wathever....it’s my birthdaaay today! </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">yeaaaay!</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">Thank you to everyone who has wished me happy birthday and who gave me warm hugs and sweet kisses at school ;* i felt good today at school, really good!!!! today I turn another year older…I already have 18 yeaaars and I`m sooo excited and happy! ^^ , </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;">OOh, I forgot, I received many red roses from my father :X adoooore them... and chocolates too...and most importantly I received sweeeet words and hugs ;X thanks a lot friends <3</span><br />
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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 249px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizb6j6BEXaR1yYBW_4vHc54j_8_D494fcXG397CrFZqowleK8duAimIn1vqFW82bvx7Dne0MOaMr-htNjsh9oSissybpsVEYYtu2hLy20EKpoToAtnYwhXcaoqwHPxeNdXykEgVowelbHS/s320/liar.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567393906995144306" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Oare ce se poate ascunde dupa acel zimbet dragut sau chiar dupa o privire aparent nevinovata?Mereu m-au intrigat expresiile si chiar micro-expresiile faciale ce dureaza doar citeva secunde insa ascund atitea ginduri.In ultimul timp m-am ocupat cu studierea lor:minciuna ,psihologia umana si micro-expresiile ...Cine daca nu chiar noi nu ne-am da de gol cind mintim:respiratie grabita,dilatarea pupilelor,explicatii ce nu sunt necesare.Insa sunt oameni ce-si ascund sentimentele ,emotiile cu atita usurinta,incit nici cel mai bun expert nu-i poate ghici gindurile.Totusi mintea umana ramine o stiinta inca nedescoperita...</span></b></div>Valerikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17118654445592271851noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-500263318545082773.post-60139887466264953802011-01-22T15:20:00.001+02:002011-01-22T15:58:45.859+02:00Fashion<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHgDelc3V6LZFX9lAXTYK_Q_fgFAxKGvkTfw4yPA9RRFctouoy6zrLK5HCNr8KRbimNgRRhJ8f6u0Ar9NJKTzYSGB8LM0dgIrHd12DSwso7pblNL7JItGR4ObusyK7mdxZfnBGXF3xwMA7/s1600/0013729c050d08588acc14.jpg"><img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF_vgcV_uVdH-RTVdQa6r5DnSKaAAc9A9Wx6-QdUccSjYEjke7HJJ3V4Wekge_aYshG97Z0m-w_WkBA8N7jTmDEyIYzydbPeK6UoGCeEfVeRI6JqTHHTxnZZ3OPgQQHq-gv2O1uq4KLFiZ/s320/GUESS-Geaca-de-piele-Guess-Hanna%257Elarge%257E3814_3668_385_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565001047754802194" /></a><br /><br />Fashion,fashion,fashion....oriunde te-ai intoarce vezi doar fashion.<br />Lumea se invirte in jurul tendintelor,iar noi nu putem sa raminem in urma.<br />Cea mai potrivita la aceasta rubrica este Victoria Beckham, as putea spune chiar sotii Beckham,pentru ca nici David nu ramine in urma...<br />Iar pentru noi ,muritoarele de rind ,ce nu-si pot permite haine ca la regina Posh,o lista cu haine ce cred ca orice fashionista trebuie sa le aiba si nu se demodeaza niciodata...<br />1.geaca de piele<br />2.sacou<br />3.blugi<br />4.camasa alba<br />5.esarfe colorate<br />6.balerini/pantofi cu toc negri<br />7.genti<br />8.cercei,bratari,medalioaneValerikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17118654445592271851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-500263318545082773.post-20958328594064402612011-01-06T02:02:00.005+02:002011-01-22T16:04:37.935+02:00o seara energica :DOdata cu Anul Nou a disparut parca si farmecul iernii si, cum vacanta este pe sfirsite ,singura noastra animatie a ramas ...Gheata :D calare pe ''scaturi'' si la valeeee...saniuta ,abandonata, ne privea geloasa intr-un colt :)<br />Risul nostru cuprindea toata padurea,iar frigul nu deranja pe nimeni...<br /> O seara energica ...<br /> V.Valerikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17118654445592271851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-500263318545082773.post-28485411587901811692011-01-01T10:00:00.004+02:002011-01-01T10:10:34.426+02:00Goodbye 2010<div style="line-height: 11.25pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="color: #f54d70;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"> This year was an interesting one. I made some of the best friends & met some wonderful people. I found out which few people really were true friends & those who weren’t. I realized what sort of people I wanted to associate myself with & found out who I really was.<br />
So many things happened in the tiny space of a year. I feel as though each year gets a little shorter as we get a little older.<br />
2010 was a great year with so many ups & only a few downs, but 2011 will be so much better, I think... </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f54d70; font-size: large;">I’ll make sure of that!</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f54d70; font-size: large;"> Tonight I spent well the new year with my sweeeet cousin, Valeria :) We drank champagne and poured down but "nu`i niiiica, glavna sanatate s shie". So, we have a good time, don`t want to write everything we did `cause I'm tireeed but the most important is that everything is goood, and we n`am intrat in butilca ca sa nu putem iesi :)) </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f54d70; font-size: large;"> So...happy new year, again... I don`t anymore resist, my eyes are closing and iiiii go to sleep on a few hours :) </span></div><div style="line-height: 11.25pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f54d70; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="line-height: 11.25pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f54d70; font-size: large;">weeell, all the best for you :* </span></div><div style="line-height: 11.25pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f54d70; font-size: large;"><br />
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<br />Astazi,in sfirsit mi-au sosit fulgusorii de la Oriflame :*(pun si o poza)...sunt atit de sweet..cu acesta ocazie m-am intilnit cu colegele de clasa...am birfit ,am glumit...doar cu ele pot sta ore in sir fara sa ma plictisesc :*</b></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"><b>Desi cautarea lui Damian(personaj din film)ne-a cam dat batai de cap,Felicia cu ironiile ei ''nevinovate'' ne-a ridicat dispozitia :D...O dupa-amiaza placuta <3</b></span></div>Valerikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17118654445592271851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-500263318545082773.post-41430885756550280592010-12-29T20:53:00.003+02:002010-12-29T21:07:30.727+02:00Vise,sperante,iluzii...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjncaC4BIFtkb3yfFJs7UbfIqJ0XT5vBACNGaR28ndEYWIIK1AdKz9FrRftquMGN0Z1QGKYxTtiWYndhiaH1elKcPQMEjO1wvluTNfzzDiHgrszIp9ZUkVwbimiqJeeOD2lt8sNoHJuf4AO/s1600/three_hundred_fifty_seven_by_redkitestring-d35jcc1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjncaC4BIFtkb3yfFJs7UbfIqJ0XT5vBACNGaR28ndEYWIIK1AdKz9FrRftquMGN0Z1QGKYxTtiWYndhiaH1elKcPQMEjO1wvluTNfzzDiHgrszIp9ZUkVwbimiqJeeOD2lt8sNoHJuf4AO/s320/three_hundred_fifty_seven_by_redkitestring-d35jcc1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556180927577313730" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisyIsq4cavR8_5Fcy_MLQz9hGMEZX09dGMWDCCJnJ_OLGikiJSQebl5uQUT5_dvQMJgJdXcwmPQQhUT83s9ndQd7lvUOEGY5LYvAZT5fSbh4Mh7Cw07Hubc_pbTXyFExaEJ2gt6wvRjQWf/s1600/BAMBINI.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisyIsq4cavR8_5Fcy_MLQz9hGMEZX09dGMWDCCJnJ_OLGikiJSQebl5uQUT5_dvQMJgJdXcwmPQQhUT83s9ndQd7lvUOEGY5LYvAZT5fSbh4Mh7Cw07Hubc_pbTXyFExaEJ2gt6wvRjQWf/s320/BAMBINI.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556180917263759106" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIURQNg6YdYmdhpWSwPy3CwSTajxaq4R91Zitv5zYrMC1KoEl7reiVN9Eghcm-gwwRyeM92Lv5xJJKL-eFbb4hpuHZgIZNOA4lArlY3EkDpOMoTGKwaZOBaWpRXf3CPKmfujgfKFOfltww/s1600/depresie-shutterstock.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIURQNg6YdYmdhpWSwPy3CwSTajxaq4R91Zitv5zYrMC1KoEl7reiVN9Eghcm-gwwRyeM92Lv5xJJKL-eFbb4hpuHZgIZNOA4lArlY3EkDpOMoTGKwaZOBaWpRXf3CPKmfujgfKFOfltww/s320/depresie-shutterstock.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556180913460644962" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv2lMFFPB_lbXIDuDryxon4d9Nj3KKWCttyM4BnPufkpc5paGqPTG3oHqOqvSN8h6jx234QIWNDdRf4RluYWMriNLtLp-rTsWdFuRAccNca005xnLqCxkIUUGp50YpEi-FwawDYGNa5CeE/s1600/6a010536b2044c970b01156fb46fe5970c-800wi.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv2lMFFPB_lbXIDuDryxon4d9Nj3KKWCttyM4BnPufkpc5paGqPTG3oHqOqvSN8h6jx234QIWNDdRf4RluYWMriNLtLp-rTsWdFuRAccNca005xnLqCxkIUUGp50YpEi-FwawDYGNa5CeE/s320/6a010536b2044c970b01156fb46fe5970c-800wi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556180903786882130" /></a><br /><div><br /></div>Valerikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17118654445592271851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-500263318545082773.post-57787066739788277302010-12-29T20:32:00.003+02:002010-12-29T20:50:08.272+02:00De ce?De ce in vacanta zilele sunt atit de scurte? de ce compul ma oboseste deja? de ce ma cuprinde deja dorul de scoala?de ce? mult dorita vacanta de iarna devine obositoare ,chiar plictisitoare....depresie de iarna?nustiu cum sa o numesc ...Muzica este singura alinare ce o pot gasi in aceste momente ....Ciudat ,de ce ? nici eu nu stiu....Valerikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17118654445592271851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-500263318545082773.post-47663136838212016952010-12-29T14:18:00.000+02:002010-12-29T14:18:59.118+02:00Falalalala lala lala, i`m happy ;X<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px;">So, I am more that happy right now. Like...in my life and all. Everything is so perfect (well...it could be a little bit more but ... oh well) and in 2 days it's New Year, which I'm very eager of (I'm not sure if I can say that but anyway, I can't speak or write when I'm excited like I am right now haha) ;))</span><br />
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<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4C85l1RHwAw/TRqPPV51MBI/AAAAAAAAACQ/hVptG69XWgc/s1600/518576-11-1292943526176_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4C85l1RHwAw/TRqPPV51MBI/AAAAAAAAACQ/hVptG69XWgc/s400/518576-11-1292943526176_large.jpg" width="400" /></a>Strazile sunt supraaglomerate, toti se grabesc…si eu ma grabesc, dar destinatia mea e "Nicaieri" ...Si-ncerc prin multime, sa-mi gasesc locul,dar toata culoarea dispare subit…alb-negru.Ei au dat lumii culori infinite, dar infinitatea e atat de aproape de nimic, si si-au pierdut adierea unui curcubeu, lumina si apa. Alb-negru, alb-negru, si-apoi gri…transforma.,, Ei trec, nu se uita in urma si vad culori infinite…Eu nu pot vedea caci nu pot fi infinit,cu ultimele puteri am incercat sa distrug ultima ramasita de perfectiune si paradis , ce mi-a izvorat din vene.<span id="goog_1862256008"></span><span id="goog_1862256009"></span>...k0ffyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07700361882645660525noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-500263318545082773.post-15785276544323546722010-12-29T03:25:00.002+02:002010-12-29T04:08:26.938+02:00yuhuuuYuhu....noaptea asta am companie...pe skype....pe timida nostra Felicia...impreuna vom numara oitzele pe skype + autorul nostru koffy ce de jum de ora se duce la culcare :D credq va fi o noapte lungaaa :DValerikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17118654445592271851noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-500263318545082773.post-73574135973470049032010-12-29T00:53:00.003+02:002010-12-29T03:36:14.380+02:00...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4C85l1RHwAw/TRqJUt79EXI/AAAAAAAAACI/c63kNwgCNN8/s1600/tumblr_ld7fhtfFNc1qb7ttvo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4C85l1RHwAw/TRqJUt79EXI/AAAAAAAAACI/c63kNwgCNN8/s400/tumblr_ld7fhtfFNc1qb7ttvo1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">we change, we grow up, we fuck up, we love, we hurt, we`re teenagers, we`re still learning... </span></b>k0ffyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07700361882645660525noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-500263318545082773.post-78097055149396840092010-12-28T23:04:00.001+02:002010-12-29T03:23:47.325+02:00we both are sooooo crazy !<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4C85l1RHwAw/TRpKH6uAyUI/AAAAAAAAABQ/MIu3arup5QU/s1600/friends_by_pocket_koffy-d2zdayy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="251" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4C85l1RHwAw/TRpKH6uAyUI/AAAAAAAAABQ/MIu3arup5QU/s320/friends_by_pocket_koffy-d2zdayy.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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