<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732</id><updated>2012-02-17T01:43:53.568+02:00</updated><category term='Gandurile unui prieten'/><category term='Revenire'/><category term='Ganduri'/><category term='Premiu'/><category term='singuratate'/><category term='Iubire Suflet'/><category term='Dansuri'/><category term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category term='iubire neconditionata'/><category term='Confuzie'/><category term='Dor'/><category term='Radio'/><category term='Sarbatori. Luna cadourilor. Bunatate. Zapada'/><category term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category term='Iubire'/><category term='Suflet'/><category term='Fluffy'/><category term='Chestii amuzante'/><category term='Intrebari'/><category term='Schimbari'/><category term='Zbenguiala. Distractii :D'/><category term='Neincredere'/><category term='Filme'/><category term='Despartire'/><category term='Sentimente'/><category term='Melodii'/><category term='Probleme'/><category term='Horoscop'/><category term='Leapsa'/><category term='Sex'/><category term='inceput nou'/><category term='Muzica'/><category term='Indoieli'/><category term='Poezie'/><category term='Week`end'/><category term='Jocuri'/><category term='Nebune ;;)'/><category term='Adio'/><category term='cel mai bun prieten'/><title type='text'>Andreea</title><subtitle type='html'>Dragostea nu este niciodata mai puternica decat atunci cand te face sa suferi!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>175</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-8639370663990054479</id><published>2012-01-29T01:22:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T01:34:21.268+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indoieli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Intrebari'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neincredere'/><title type='text'>A trecut 1 an ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tep085wzCHY/TySEPHfTpvI/AAAAAAAAA_M/kMycVYrPUm8/s1600/sms20de20dor20-20sms20mesaje20si20imagini20de20dor20-20sms20in20imagini20de20dor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tep085wzCHY/TySEPHfTpvI/AAAAAAAAA_M/kMycVYrPUm8/s320/sms20de20dor20-20sms20mesaje20si20imagini20de20dor20-20sms20in20imagini20de20dor.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702828423401154290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Un an ... a trecut un an si aproape 2 luni. Dupa atata vreme, dupa atatea lacrimi, nopti nedormite, pachete de tigari, mult, mult alcool, inca ma gandesc la tine.&lt;div&gt;Ma linistisem, nu ma mai gandeam atat de mult la tine, nu ma mai trezeam noaptea plangand, nu mai stateam singura intre 4 pereti plangandu`mi de mila, pana ieri. Pana m`ai sunat, desi mi`am schimbat numarul de telefon, desi am rupt orice legatura cu tot ce tinea de tine, cu toti prietenii comuni, cu absolut tot, totusi ai facut din nou rost de numarul meu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu neg, in adancul sufletului imi doream sa faci lucrul asta, in adancului sufletului imi doream sa aud telefonul sunand si sa fi tu, dar acum iar nu am liniste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M`ai rugat sa ne vedem la o cafea, si`am zis &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;,, NU ''&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Nu stiu cum de am putut sa fac asta. Mi`ai zis ca te simti singur, ca ti`ai dat seama de toate greselile care le`ai facut si ca ai vrea din tot sufletul sa ne vedem , sa bem o cafea amandoi si sa stam de vorba. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ti`am zis&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; ,, poate ''&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; , desi nu vad rostul. Ma abtin de 3 ore sa nu te sun, sa nu te intreb ce faci, sa nu iti spun ,, hai sa ne vedem ''. Vreau sa te sun, vreau sa te vad ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu ne`am mai vazut de 3 luni, nu te`am mai auzit de 3 luni ... mi`e dor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toata lumea imi spune sa nu ma intalnesc cu tine, fiecare fibra a corpului meu imi spune sa nu ma intalnesc cu tine, in schimb inima ... ah inima, ea tot timpul a fost de partea ta, de fapt ea tot timpul a fost cu tine, la tine .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ce sa fac ? Sa ma intalnesc cu el, sau nu ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-8639370663990054479?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/8639370663990054479/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=8639370663990054479' title='22 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/8639370663990054479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/8639370663990054479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2012/01/trecut-1.html' title='A trecut 1 an ..'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tep085wzCHY/TySEPHfTpvI/AAAAAAAAA_M/kMycVYrPUm8/s72-c/sms20de20dor20-20sms20mesaje20si20imagini20de20dor20-20sms20in20imagini20de20dor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-5287796349472480976</id><published>2011-12-13T17:02:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T17:08:22.062+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singuratate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><title type='text'>Nimic !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W_IpcvprlcA/Tudp4yIgezI/AAAAAAAAA-o/RjOc6flp8gQ/s1600/girl_alb_negru-other.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W_IpcvprlcA/Tudp4yIgezI/AAAAAAAAA-o/RjOc6flp8gQ/s320/girl_alb_negru-other.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685629478829587250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ma simt ... pustie .&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-5287796349472480976?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/5287796349472480976/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=5287796349472480976' title='21 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/5287796349472480976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/5287796349472480976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/12/nimic.html' title='Nimic !'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W_IpcvprlcA/Tudp4yIgezI/AAAAAAAAA-o/RjOc6flp8gQ/s72-c/girl_alb_negru-other.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-831519272065478258</id><published>2011-12-05T05:01:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T05:13:13.908+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despartire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Pauza ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-omqt4Nn2btw/Ttw0b0_ifBI/AAAAAAAAA-c/EIS-_g7Pelw/s1600/book1%255B1%255D.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-omqt4Nn2btw/Ttw0b0_ifBI/AAAAAAAAA-c/EIS-_g7Pelw/s320/book1%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682474482520980498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mi`am adus aminte, cand anul trecut in ziua de Craciun, va povesteam cu atata entuziasm de&lt;i style="font-weight: bold; "&gt; EL &lt;/i&gt;, ca am cunoscut pe cineva, ca ma simt bine langa el, ca e un dulce , etc, etc , etc.&lt;div&gt;A trecut aproape 1 an si eu tot de el va vorbesc, doar ca de data asta nu cu aceeasi fericire , cu acelasi entuziasm, doar cu mici note de melancolie si tristete.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O sa fac o pauza, de tot. O sa petrec ceva timp de calitate cu mine, fara niciun barbat in jurul meu, fara a ma mai amagii singura ca altcineva o sa`i ocupe locul din inima mea, fara a mai ajunge acasa beata , dupa ce mi`am tras`o cu altu` .. NU, ajunge, o sa stau asa, sa`mi lipezesc gandurile. O sa fiu doar eu cu mine !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am luat decizia, probabil o sa regret ... poate nu, nu stiu. Am invatat atat de multe anul asta, incat las viata sa ma duca si sa ma`ntoarca cum vrea ea, pentru ca oricat de mult m`as opune eu si oricat de mult as lupta, tot ce vrea ea face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imi pare rau ca iubirea mea n`a fost de ajuns, pentru a vindeca toate ranile, facute in timpul asta, dar mai rau imi pare ca dincolo de toate, de timp ... de orice, vei ramane acolo in sufletul meu, singurul barbat pe care l`am iubit !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ai fost si vei ramane miracolul din viata mea ! Pentru ca tot se apropie Sarbatorile, mie Mosul anul trecut asta mi`a adus : Un miracol .... miracolul meu cu ochi albastrii !&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-831519272065478258?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/831519272065478258/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=831519272065478258' title='9 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/831519272065478258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/831519272065478258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/12/pauza.html' title='Pauza ...'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-omqt4Nn2btw/Ttw0b0_ifBI/AAAAAAAAA-c/EIS-_g7Pelw/s72-c/book1%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-247975743210435304</id><published>2011-11-07T02:57:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T03:13:44.318+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Decizii, decizii !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m9MSGNrPt30/TrcthcgQ7NI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/5UTrA9JZvdY/s1600/poza2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m9MSGNrPt30/TrcthcgQ7NI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/5UTrA9JZvdY/s320/poza2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672052308306881746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Atata timp am cerut dovezi, am zis ca atunci cand o sa vad negru pe alb niste lucruri, o sa stiu ce`am de facut. Lucrul dupa care am tanjit atat de tare, ieri l`am avut in fata mea, l`am vazut.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi`a zis &lt;a href="http://rebecka-life.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picaturidesuflet.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;acum cateva zile intr`un comentariu la o postare anterioara sa`l sun. Nu a fost nevoie, m`a sunat el pe mine ieri, mi`a zis ca vrea sa vorbeasca cu mine foarte serios, ca vrea neaparat sa ne vedem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu stiam ce sa fac, imi era frica sa ma inalnesc cu el, frica de ceea ce ar putea fi, frica de acea EU care de fiecare data se intoarcea in bratele lui.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ne`am intalnit. Mi`a spui ca ii pare rau pentru tot, ca acum si`a dat seama ca timpul a trecut pe langa noi degeaba, ca orice am fi facut perioada asta, ca indiferent cu cine a fost el, ce`a facut el, cu cine am fost eu , ce`am facut eu, tot unul la celalalt revenim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mai sigur de atat nu a fost niciodata in viata lui, pana acum nu stia ce vrea, a fost o perioada din viata lui in care a fost foarte derutat , nu se mai regasea nici pe el, dar a stat si s`a gandit si el fara mine nu poate sa stea, viata lui fara mine nu isi urmeaza cursul perfect, sufletul lui e incomplet fara mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dupa ce mi`a spus vorbele astea, s`a dus la bar sa`mi comande o cafea, nu stiam eu atunci de ce la bar si nu o cheama p`aia la masa sa ii zica ce vrea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cand a venit cafeaua si`am vrut sa beau ... pe farfuriuta ceva micutz si frumos stralucea.&lt;i style="font-weight: bold; "&gt; UN INEL , &lt;/i&gt;vrea sa ma marit cu el, vrea sa incepem o viata impreuna, nu vreau sa mai stam departe unul de celalalt, nu vrea sa mai treaca niciodata prin momentele cand ajungea acasa si nu ma gasea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu stiu ce sa fc, nu stiu ce decizie sa iau. Il iubesc din tot sufletul meu, e singurul barbat cu care m`am gandit vreodata sa`mi fac o familie, cu care vreau un copil, dar in momentul asta nu stiu ce sa fac.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In seara asta mesaj : ,, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Te iubesc cu toata fiinta mea, decizia iti apartine doar tie, am fost un prost ca am asteptat atat, gandeste`te binem te rog din suflet. Noapte buna, iubirea mea ! ''&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/22U8O_BGQRo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-247975743210435304?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/247975743210435304/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=247975743210435304' title='22 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/247975743210435304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/247975743210435304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/11/decizii-decizii.html' title='Decizii, decizii !!'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m9MSGNrPt30/TrcthcgQ7NI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/5UTrA9JZvdY/s72-c/poza2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-3040634006116825731</id><published>2011-11-03T00:57:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T01:01:19.659+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adio'/><title type='text'>P`aici si eu ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gXnLTcrLu04/TrHLQ4IfJSI/AAAAAAAAA9A/HBiS6ViBDYI/s1600/20090227_albnegru.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gXnLTcrLu04/TrHLQ4IfJSI/AAAAAAAAA9A/HBiS6ViBDYI/s320/20090227_albnegru.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670536896642491682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nu am mai avut ce sa scriu,  nu am mai avut chef ... imi lipsesc multe lucruri, parca am sufletul greu.&lt;div&gt;Cand o sa mai am ceva de povestit, cand o sa fiu pregatita din nou sa scriu, o sa revin. Pana atunci voi fi pe aici.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-3040634006116825731?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/3040634006116825731/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=3040634006116825731' title='13 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/3040634006116825731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/3040634006116825731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/11/paici-si-eu.html' title='P`aici si eu ..'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gXnLTcrLu04/TrHLQ4IfJSI/AAAAAAAAA9A/HBiS6ViBDYI/s72-c/20090227_albnegru.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-4830531690727694100</id><published>2011-10-10T23:21:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T00:02:59.000+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sex'/><title type='text'>COIncidenta !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B4cnjvREwk4/TpNT4x9eBOI/AAAAAAAAA8w/TxzzpPyqr9U/s1600/431318-425542-shutterstock-69940885.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B4cnjvREwk4/TpNT4x9eBOI/AAAAAAAAA8w/TxzzpPyqr9U/s320/431318-425542-shutterstock-69940885.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661961391483782370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ce ti`e cu viata asta dom`le. Aseara am fost la o nunta, singura bineinteles, ca asa mi`a venit sa merg singura, fara nimeni dupa mine.&lt;div&gt;Am dansat, m`am destrabalat .. am baut de mi`au sarit ochii, pentru ca desi am zis ca sunt cu cineva, ca mi`e bine .. am mintit. Sunt cu cineva, dar bine nu imi e si nu v`am mintit pe voi, m`am mintit pe mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu mi`e bine deloc, dar deh, trebuie sa trec si peste asta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lasand asta la o parte pe la ora 1 azi`noapte, cine credeti voi ca vine la nunta ? G dom`le, G . Si cu cine credeti ca a venit ? SINGUR. Am zis ca nu`i adevarat, nu a venit cu bagaju` dupa el. Bineinteles, la fel de surpins ca si mine, ca ne`am intalnit acolo, hai cu privirile aruncate, zambete, una-alta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pe la vreo 3 a venit la cineva la mine la masa, chipurile sa salute si sa mai stea de vorba. Bineinteles, m`a salutat si pe mine si s`a facut ca uita de discutia cu persoanele respective, muzica canta, trebuia sa stea foarte aproape de mine, ca deh, nu ne intelegeam de muzica.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu`i frate fidelitatea de mine, nu mai e , am vrut o data sa ma schimb, dar nu a mers, acum de ce nu m`as bucura de viata ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La 4 am plecat amandoi de la nunta, clar ca nu fiecare la el acasa, am plecat sa ne`o tragem, ca deh, sa ne mai amintim si noi de vremurile trecute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pe la 6 : 30 am ajuns acasa, cu o sticla de sampanie dupa mine, simteam nevoia sa mai beau ceva. M`am bagat la dus, pe la 8 :30 somn, ca nu mai puteam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La 10 imi suna telefonul, ma uit la tel , C. Am inlemnit, mi`a trecut si somn si tot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Nu stiu cum am putut sa am incredere`n tine, ca esti diferita. Ce faci acum ? Te dai la prietenii mei ? Am aflat ca acum 2 ani ai fost cu cineva, stii bine ca lumea ma cunoaste, crezi ca`mi pica bine sa aflu asa ceva ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Bai baiatule, tu te auzi ce spui ? Acum 2 ani am fost cu persoana aia ? Ce plm de treaba ai tu acum ? Nici macar nu te cunosteam pe tine ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Nu conteaza, stii bine ca`mi pasa de lucrurile astea, nu mai vreau sa aud de tine, gata, de data asta chiar s`a terminat totul intre noi, sa fi fericita. Uita`ma, nu mai vreau sa stiu nimic de tine.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Esti nebun, du`te dracu` si lasa`ma`n pace.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I`am inchis. Bai nene, da` eu cand stateam noptile langa tine si`mi povesteai ce`ai facut tu p`afara ? Cand acum stai cu morcovu`n cur, ca nu stii ce`ti rezerva ziua de maine ? Cand stateai si plangeai si iti venea sa te dai cu capu` de pereti ca nu puteai sa`ti vezi copilu` ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu am stat acolo, imi inghiteam lacrimile, eram puternica pentru tine, nu conta ca tu poate erai cu gandul la altcineva, ca erai plecat departe , ca plecai cu baietii si eu nu stiam de tine 2 3 zile, nu conta, eram acolo pentru ca te iubeam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dar astea, se uita ...o sa treaca, de`as stii ca`mi smulg fiecare sentiment ce`l am pentru tine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-4830531690727694100?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/4830531690727694100/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=4830531690727694100' title='24 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/4830531690727694100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/4830531690727694100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/10/coincidenta.html' title='COIncidenta !'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B4cnjvREwk4/TpNT4x9eBOI/AAAAAAAAA8w/TxzzpPyqr9U/s72-c/431318-425542-shutterstock-69940885.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-2003133811894399144</id><published>2011-10-06T17:47:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T17:56:05.021+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inceput nou'/><title type='text'>Ca sa vezi ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nSk0a5Je21k/To3AImmTneI/AAAAAAAAA8o/bhynyxXFecA/s1600/4670_jpg_JPEG_Image_1000_750_pixels_waterfall_kiss_Couple_black_and_white_sensual_Love_hot_beach_Wet_Niki_pic_Couples_Love_my_album_new_Pictures_1_Couples_My_Pictures_for_comments_scott_1_Toms_album_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nSk0a5Je21k/To3AImmTneI/AAAAAAAAA8o/bhynyxXFecA/s320/4670_jpg_JPEG_Image_1000_750_pixels_waterfall_kiss_Couple_black_and_white_sensual_Love_hot_beach_Wet_Niki_pic_Couples_Love_my_album_new_Pictures_1_Couples_My_Pictures_for_comments_scott_1_Toms_album_large.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660391560707284450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De vreo cateva zile is cu cineva. Si mi`e bine ... l`am cunoscut sambata seara cand am fost in club, dar abia luni am reusit sa ne vedem. Sambata eram mult prea ocupata, mult prea beata, mult prea preocupata de dansuri pe cuburi decat de combinatii.&lt;br /&gt;Dar luni, ne`am intalnit la o cafea, am stat de vorba, m`a intrebat ce fac pe seara, i`am zis ca`s libera si ne`am vazut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am iesit in oras, am mancat ceva si dupa am mers la el la apartament. Mi`a fost teama sa mi`o trag cu el, ma gandeam ca o sa dea navala din nou amintirile, mi`era teama ca o sa incep sa caut din nou atingerile lui, privirea, sarutul, dar NU bai nene, nu a fost deloc asa.&lt;br /&gt;Spre marea mea surprindere nu m`am gandit la nimic, ca sa nu mai spun ca a doua zii am avut febra musculara, m`am bucurat de fiecare moment, fara absolut niciun gand ca a doua zii aveam sa ne mai vedem, ca ne vom mai auzii macar la telefon.&lt;br /&gt;Dar n`a fost asa, uite ca de vreo 4 zile tot vorbim, ne intalnim, ma ia cu el pesye tot, chiar si cand merge la vreo afacere ceva, intalnire, nu ma scapa din privire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M`am saturat sa lupt cu morile de vant, o sa incerc sa ma bucur de mine acum, de nopti fara sa`l caut pe el, de faptul ca am pe cineva langa mine in fiecare zii, nu doar cand am pofta sa ma fut, nu doar cand ma plictisesc singura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-2003133811894399144?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/2003133811894399144/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=2003133811894399144' title='18 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/2003133811894399144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/2003133811894399144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/10/ca-sa-vezi.html' title='Ca sa vezi ...'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nSk0a5Je21k/To3AImmTneI/AAAAAAAAA8o/bhynyxXFecA/s72-c/4670_jpg_JPEG_Image_1000_750_pixels_waterfall_kiss_Couple_black_and_white_sensual_Love_hot_beach_Wet_Niki_pic_Couples_Love_my_album_new_Pictures_1_Couples_My_Pictures_for_comments_scott_1_Toms_album_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-8114112428298020971</id><published>2011-10-02T05:48:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T05:59:36.993+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singuratate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sex'/><title type='text'>O data cu tine...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wrPliGI6GRM/TofTgiWi5FI/AAAAAAAAA7I/6-tLCA16fPc/s1600/1246977526_bar-refaeli-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 165px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wrPliGI6GRM/TofTgiWi5FI/AAAAAAAAA7I/6-tLCA16fPc/s320/1246977526_bar-refaeli-8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658724012744959058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; mi`am pierdut si respectul de sine si nu doar atat. Acum am ajuns acasa .. beata .. de fapt nu beata, extrem de beata, de parca alcoolul ar putea sa`mi alunge amintirea ta, atingerea ta. Constienta fiind de lucrul asta, e a doua oara`n viata mea, cand ma culc cu altcineva gandindu`ma la tine ... si jur, jur ca am vrut sa te sterg d`acolo. Am incercat sa`ti fiu alaturi .. sa fiu langa tine cand ai nevoie , dar nu ... nu pot. Nu ma pot lupta cu demonii tai, oricata dragoste ti`as purta.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sa ma judece toata lumea ca mi`am tras`o cu altu` , sa ma faca toata lumea cum vrea, inclusiv tu, nu imi mai pasa, nu ma mai intereseaza. Eu stiu ca te`am iubit si te iubesc cu toata fiinta mea si din tot sufletul meu, dar nu mai am ce sa fac ... m`am saturat sa stau intre acceasi 4 pereti si sa`ti plamg amintirea, atingerea, privirea, nu mai pot. Cum tu ai un suflet .. asa am si eu. Infect, rupt in bucatele mici, idiot, prost ... dar am , nu mai poate indura nici el, s`a saturat , i`a ajuns , nu mai are putere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-8114112428298020971?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/8114112428298020971/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=8114112428298020971' title='15 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/8114112428298020971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/8114112428298020971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/10/o-data-cu-tine.html' title='O data cu tine...'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wrPliGI6GRM/TofTgiWi5FI/AAAAAAAAA7I/6-tLCA16fPc/s72-c/1246977526_bar-refaeli-8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-1823469269574524527</id><published>2011-09-27T16:10:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T16:11:34.408+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ganduri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Vorbe !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PnsUO7WUxso/ToHLYqp_roI/AAAAAAAAA64/oyj4hyUycIo/s1600/786.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PnsUO7WUxso/ToHLYqp_roI/AAAAAAAAA64/oyj4hyUycIo/s320/786.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657026231581781634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ce usor este sa aruncam cu vorbe fara sa ne gandim ce dureri vor lasa in urma...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ce usor e sa inchidem ochii si sa inventam povesti pentru ceilalti ca sa ne convingem pe noi de un adevar de care suntem nesiguri...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ce usor e sa calcam in picioare lucruri, oameni, sentimente, pentru ca mai tarziu sa le stergem de praf si sa le curatam de noroi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ce usor e sa gresim azi cu indiferenta, iar maine sa cerem iertare cu tarie...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dar ce greu e sa intelegem cine suntem, de ce am ajuns aici si de ce nu ne opreste nimeni...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-1823469269574524527?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/1823469269574524527/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=1823469269574524527' title='18 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/1823469269574524527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/1823469269574524527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/09/vorbe.html' title='Vorbe !'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PnsUO7WUxso/ToHLYqp_roI/AAAAAAAAA64/oyj4hyUycIo/s72-c/786.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-3707515272758522783</id><published>2011-09-26T11:28:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T11:30:13.673+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Oamenii</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e2Qh2YI55Y4/ToA30fpCKfI/AAAAAAAAA6w/PUnhVS5RjBk/s1600/asteptarea-de-irina-bolotova.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e2Qh2YI55Y4/ToA30fpCKfI/AAAAAAAAA6w/PUnhVS5RjBk/s320/asteptarea-de-irina-bolotova.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656582506963675634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu de putine ori ti s-a intamplat sa treci pe langa un chip palid, cu ochi tristi si visatori si buzele arse de dor. Si chipul acela te-a privit tacut si a trecut mai departe. Si tu l-ai uitat. Ai prea multe ganduri ale tale ca sa... hai sa nu spunem "sa-ti pese" ci sa tii minte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te gandesti cata durere se ascunde in spatele unui chip mut? Poate ca ochii aceia si-au plans toate lacrimile dintr-o viata de om si acum stau goi, ca niste izvoare secate, asteptand putin ajutor din partea ploii. Poate ca ochii aceia ascund multe amintiri frumoase de care nu au curaj sa se desparta. Ei nu cred ca ar mai putea avea parte de altele mai frumoase.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si buzele, buzele de ce tac? Pentru ca au obosit sa se roage pentru un strop de fericire, pentru ca au obosit sa-si spuna tristetea, pentru ca au obosit sa spuna cuvinte de iubire unor urechi surde. Poate au obosit si sa sarute buze cu gustul dulce-amarui al minciunilor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De ce crezi ca a ales tacerea? Pentru ca prefera zgomotul placut al amintirilor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-3707515272758522783?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/3707515272758522783/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=3707515272758522783' title='9 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/3707515272758522783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/3707515272758522783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/09/oamenii.html' title='Oamenii'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e2Qh2YI55Y4/ToA30fpCKfI/AAAAAAAAA6w/PUnhVS5RjBk/s72-c/asteptarea-de-irina-bolotova.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-6551493979970566457</id><published>2011-09-25T13:24:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T13:26:07.045+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singuratate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despartire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Tic`Tac ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BXmHkHZ9oTQ/Tn8Bix8XG4I/AAAAAAAAA6o/-Dl3S_aRNeI/s1600/1d250f2f4daa45742d00b32051a4006c.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BXmHkHZ9oTQ/Tn8Bix8XG4I/AAAAAAAAA6o/-Dl3S_aRNeI/s320/1d250f2f4daa45742d00b32051a4006c.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656241354034322306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tic`tac  .... tic`tac .... tic`tac .... dragostea s`a spulberat !&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-6551493979970566457?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/6551493979970566457/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=6551493979970566457' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/6551493979970566457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/6551493979970566457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/09/tictac.html' title='Tic`Tac ..'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BXmHkHZ9oTQ/Tn8Bix8XG4I/AAAAAAAAA6o/-Dl3S_aRNeI/s72-c/1d250f2f4daa45742d00b32051a4006c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-576242297749333286</id><published>2011-09-21T22:43:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T22:50:06.522+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Poveste .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E03fPgu7CaI/Tno_mAm_KlI/AAAAAAAAA6g/oBz-6MEyX1s/s1600/old_couple_3413123.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E03fPgu7CaI/Tno_mAm_KlI/AAAAAAAAA6g/oBz-6MEyX1s/s320/old_couple_3413123.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654902204348181074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Un barbat in varsta de 92 de ani, barbierit proaspat, pieptanat la fel, s-a imbracat si la ora 8 dimineata s-a pornit inspre azil. Sotia lui in varsta de 70 de ani, nu de mult s-a stins din viata si din acest motiv barbatul simte ca e nevoit sa-si paraseasca casa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sta in foaierul azilului asteptand si zambeste inspre noi atunci cand ii spunem ca i-am pregatit camera. In timp ce mergem spre lift, ii povestesc pe scurt cum anume e camera lui, ce culoare are perdeaua si cuvertura de pe pat, ce are in camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-”Foarte mult imi place”- spune el si e incantat ca un copil de 8 ani, care acum urmeaza sa primeasca prima lui camera separata de la parinti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-“Stimate Domn, inca nici nu ati vazut camera. Asteptati un pic inainte sa va pronuntati„-am raspuns eu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-“Nu are nimic daca nu am vazut inca„ spune el. “Fericirea nu este dependenta de ceva anume. Eu aleg fericirea in mod independent. Faptul ca, imi place sau nu camera, nu depinde de mobilier sau decoratii, ci depinde de cum vreau sa o vad eu. Eu am decis deja in mintea mea. Camera imi place. Deciziile le iau in fiecare dimineata imediat ce ma trezesc. Pot sa iau decizia ca imi petrec ziua in pat si incerc sa enumar cate extremitati sau componente ale corpului meu nu functioneaza cum ar trebui sau ma dor. Sau pot sa spun multumesc cerului pentru tot si pentru ca ma pot misca. Fiecare zi este un cadou, daca pot sa-mi deschid ochii. Ma concentrez pe amintirile frumoase, amintiri pe care le-am adunat de-alungul vietii mele. Batranetea, este ca si un cont in banca. Iei de acolo exact ce ai adunat. Vezi, sfatul meu este sa aduni multa multa fericire si amintiri frumoase in contul tau de amintiri. Si iti multumesc ca ti-ai adus aportul la contul meu, unde eu tot strang si mai strang”-spuse omul invatat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Morala: Fericirea depinde de noi, de alegerile pe care le facem cu sufletul nostru si mai ales de ceea ce lasam cu adevarat sa ne influenteze viata!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-576242297749333286?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/576242297749333286/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=576242297749333286' title='10 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/576242297749333286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/576242297749333286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/09/poveste.html' title='Poveste .'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E03fPgu7CaI/Tno_mAm_KlI/AAAAAAAAA6g/oBz-6MEyX1s/s72-c/old_couple_3413123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-6686124196725494353</id><published>2011-09-19T23:36:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T23:38:10.379+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Something beautiful ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/bAgKKA20SuI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Cand nu iti spun ca te iubesc sa stii ca te iubesc mai mult&lt;br /&gt;Esti un parfum sublim ce-l simt, fara cuvinte...&lt;br /&gt;E uneori prea greu de spus, prefer sa tac si sa ascult&lt;br /&gt;Cand numar printre picaturi vechi juraminte...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cand uit sa-ti spun ca te iubesc, sa nu tresari in visul tau&lt;br /&gt;Si sa nu crezi ca te-am pierdut printr-o uitare...&lt;br /&gt;Secunda-ti sunt intr-un abis, esti clipa sufletului meu&lt;br /&gt;Prin intunericul prea dens te-mbrac in soare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cand nu ti-am spus ca te iubesc, te-am mai iubit inca odata&lt;br /&gt;Si nestiind ca te ador, mi-ai plans in brate&lt;br /&gt;Smaraldul trist din ochii tai m-a tot strigat ca altadata&lt;br /&gt;Lasand durerea ce-o simteai sa ma agate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cand nu-ti voi spune te iubesc, sa stii ca te iubesc din nou&lt;br /&gt;Si-ti scriu pe buze un sarut ce nu te minte&lt;br /&gt;Nu ma-nvata cum sa te chem in noapte cu al meu ecou!&lt;br /&gt;Eu stiu sa-ti spun ca te iubesc fara cuvinte...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-6686124196725494353?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/6686124196725494353/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=6686124196725494353' title='16 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/6686124196725494353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/6686124196725494353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/09/something-beautiful.html' title='Something beautiful ..'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/bAgKKA20SuI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-7941045354752265736</id><published>2011-09-18T00:30:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T00:39:47.739+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despartire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Iubitul meu ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vcfryZkxqas/TnUR58qjLhI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/uUBEKfqKnGQ/s1600/fata%2Bemo%2Btrista.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 281px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vcfryZkxqas/TnUR58qjLhI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/uUBEKfqKnGQ/s320/fata%2Bemo%2Btrista.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653444594468335122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Ma intreb adesea daca pe tine te-ar consola sa stii ca uneori ma simt la fel de singura si poate la fel de nefericita ca si tine?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Ma intreb daca asta te-ar multumi?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Ma crezi rea?Ma crezi nedreapta?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Uneori faci presupuneri despre mine fara sa stii care este adevarul...care este motivul din spatele fiecarei decizii pe care am luat-o in trecut sau pe care o adopt in prezent...pentru ca ...asa cum iti spuneam acum ceva timp in urma... fiecare decizie a mea este indelung cantarita si analizata pana la extrem.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Si nu...nu aleg asa cum spuneai tu...de parca as fi la supermarket...nu...caci atunci cand sunt implicate suflete...nici macar nu aleg...caci nu am dreptul asta...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Cate sentimente neexprimate au existat,exista si vor exista in sufletul meu…cate lucruri nu stii inca despre mine…cate lucruri nu ai vrut sa afli despre mine…cate lucruri nu vei afla niciodata caci nu iti voi permite…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Ai intrebari?Am si eu...Si am multe...Cu totii avem intrebari....Pentru toti exista "de ce?" si "cine?" si "cand?"...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Ti-am spus acum ceva timp un lucru pe care l-am invatat de la viata,de la oameni de la situatii...nu pune niciodata intrebari daca simti ca nu vei putea suporta durerea raspunsurilor...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Si da...primul rand din scrisoarea aceea...e adevarat...poate dureros dar extrem de adevarat...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Caci daca as fi privit in urma chiar si pentru o secunda stii si tu ca nu as mai fi putut pleca de acolo,din prezentul acela dulce amarui pe care il simteam atat de ne al meu...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Si da...eu am omorat visul nostru...eu am facut asta...am facut-o in noaptea aceea...da,da...stii tu...cea  in care te-am rugat sa ma tii de mana...atunci am stiut ca e finalul...ca intr-un fel sau altul o sa ma pierzi...ca o sa te pierd...ca ne vom pierde...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Atunci am pierdut drumul spre mine...spre tine...spre noi...si m-am ratacit...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Si nu m-am ratacit in locul acela pe care il numesc eu pierduta "acasa"...caci stiu mai bine ca oricine ca nu apartin acelui loc...asa cum nu apartin nimanui...nici macar mie nu imi mai apartin...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Nu m-am ratacit acolo...m-am ratacit in mine...si in gandurile mele...si acum caut drumul catre EU cea care am fost candva ...si este un drum al naiba de greu...care mi raneste sufletul la fiecare decizie si pas pe care aleg sa il fac...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Nu incerca sa gasesti explicatii si raspunsuri...nu o face...caci nu vei reusi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Nu te stradui sa ma ajuti...caci nu poti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Nu incerca sa imi vinzi iluzii...caci am cumparat prea multe...si le-am cumparat la preturi mult prea mari ca sa mai am ceva sa iti ofer la schimb...Nu incerca sa imi intri in suflet pentru ca ramasitele sperantelor si planurilor care s-au spart odata cu prabusirea iluziilor cumparate de la alti vanzatori din trecut sunt ascutite si in mod sigur te vor rani...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Nu te osteni sa ma faci sa ma intorc la tine...nu te stradui sa deschizi usa sufletului meu si sa faci curat acolo caci eu sunt singura care are cheia de la colivia in care l-am incarcerat ...si din pacate am pierdut-o pe undeva prin mine...in mine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Nu mai incerca sa ma faci sa vorbesc...sa iti vorbesc...caci cuvintele mele au devenit lipsite de sens si la fiecare rostire a lor se aude suierand pustiul din mine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;...unui el care  s-a pierdut prin trecut...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-7941045354752265736?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/7941045354752265736/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=7941045354752265736' title='19 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/7941045354752265736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/7941045354752265736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/09/iubitul-meu.html' title='Iubitul meu ...'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vcfryZkxqas/TnUR58qjLhI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/uUBEKfqKnGQ/s72-c/fata%2Bemo%2Btrista.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-5936233444053495152</id><published>2011-09-16T23:50:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T23:50:53.209+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melodii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muzica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despartire'/><title type='text'>Long night ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6eS4sKdi9cg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;   o piesa superba :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-5936233444053495152?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/5936233444053495152/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=5936233444053495152' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/5936233444053495152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/5936233444053495152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/09/long-night.html' title='Long night ...'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/6eS4sKdi9cg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-3871759062396577597</id><published>2011-09-15T21:47:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T21:49:17.968+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melodii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muzica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>No title ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/q2-k49St4yo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cuvinte ... NONE :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-3871759062396577597?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/3871759062396577597/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=3871759062396577597' title='7 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/3871759062396577597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/3871759062396577597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/09/no-title.html' title='No title ...'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/q2-k49St4yo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-1135520935756891052</id><published>2011-09-12T22:43:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T22:46:28.977+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singuratate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despartire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adio'/><title type='text'>Ieri ...</title><content type='html'>... i`am dat drumul. Sa fi fericit iubitul meu , te iubesc din tot sufletul.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/SwfqLmwhrG4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-1135520935756891052?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/1135520935756891052/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=1135520935756891052' title='17 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/1135520935756891052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/1135520935756891052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/09/ieri.html' title='Ieri ...'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/SwfqLmwhrG4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-4914626076655058627</id><published>2011-09-11T14:13:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T14:23:56.247+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adio'/><title type='text'>Si`a trecut ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-02ShBd90DL0/TmyYANduQCI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/PrCis7tgaLY/s1600/bzi_1265565005.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-02ShBd90DL0/TmyYANduQCI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/PrCis7tgaLY/s320/bzi_1265565005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651058761824878626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...si ziua de ieri. A trecut cum ? Eu asteptandu`te pe tine iubitul meu, ca de fiecare data. Puteai sa`ti alegi orice alta zii sa ma minti, orice alta zii sa`ti cauti scuze jalnice, orice alta zii sa fi un nemernic, dar nu ziua de ieri.&lt;div&gt;Am stat cu frate`tau si te`am asteptat pana la 23:55 , te`am asteptat degeaba ... n`ai avut bunul`simt sa`ti lasi un pi din treburile tale sa vii sa stai cu mine, desi ai venit in tara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Probabil trebuia sa se intample si`o treaba din asta sa vad ce om iubesc. Probabil de ziua mea trebuia sa stea frate`tau cu mine, sa ma sune taica`tu sa`mi zica ,, La Multi Ani '' ,  iar tu sa fi vesnic ocupat cu problemele tale , ca eu sa ma trezesc la realitate si sa`mi dau seama ce barbat iubesc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu te urasc dragul meu , nu te`am urat niciodata si nici nu o sa o fac vreodata. Te`am iubit odata cu fiecare particica a corpului, din toata inima , inca te iubesc , asa ca nu pot sa te urasc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu vreau decat sa te las, sa`ti dau drumul ... desi o sa iei inca o data o parte din inima mea cu tine, o sa`ti dau drumul. Te iubesc atat de tare incat altceva nu stiu ce sa mai fac ... decat sa te las sa`ti vezi de viata ta, departe de mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-4914626076655058627?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/4914626076655058627/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=4914626076655058627' title='13 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/4914626076655058627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/4914626076655058627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/09/sia-trecut.html' title='Si`a trecut ...'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-02ShBd90DL0/TmyYANduQCI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/PrCis7tgaLY/s72-c/bzi_1265565005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-1117787423931621442</id><published>2011-09-10T04:58:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T04:59:14.362+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><title type='text'>Happy b`day to me :)</title><content type='html'>Cica La Multi Ani mie , am imbatranit :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-1117787423931621442?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/1117787423931621442/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=1117787423931621442' title='28 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/1117787423931621442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/1117787423931621442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-bday-to-me.html' title='Happy b`day to me :)'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-1748135355727920557</id><published>2011-09-08T22:36:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T23:18:59.643+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Amintiri ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RxH7cj7WSCE/TmkftV_PxdI/AAAAAAAAA6I/CbclKY0Ga9I/s1600/suferinta.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RxH7cj7WSCE/TmkftV_PxdI/AAAAAAAAA6I/CbclKY0Ga9I/s320/suferinta.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650082071369991634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ma uitam in seara asta la niste poze si`am dat si peste alea cu noi cand am plecat cu taica`tu la pensiune in weekend, numai noi trei. Mai erau si pozele cu noi , de la ziua ta si alea de 8 Martie, cand m`a sunat taica`tu sa ma cheme in oras, ca mi`a promis ca ma duce la sarbi sa mananc plescavita.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Da, dom`le, de 8 Martie m`a sunat sa ma scoata in oras , ca deh imi promisese de mai mult timp si nu se tinuse de cuvant ...  sunt multe poze, multe amintiri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Azi mi`am amintit de toate ... azi parca se rupe ceva`n mine mai mult ca de obicei. Stii , intr`un final ma hotarasem sa`ti mai dau o sansa, sa renunt la tot ce`a fost si sa`n cerc sa fie din nou bine. Sa inchid ochii, sa trec peste minciuni, tradari , neincredere , indoieli , sa vin la tine si sa o luam de la capat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pai cu cine sa o iau de la capat ? Nu am cum ... atata timp cat tu continui sa`mi ascunzi lucruri esentiale, atata timp cat nu esti sincer, nu neaparat cu mine ci cu tine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aseara am fost la o cafea cu frate`tau , am stat de vorba mult ... frate`tau mi`a zis ca tu in momentele astea nu stii pe ce lume traiesti. Sa incerc sa te las asa, sa ma bucur de prezent , sa nu ma mai gandesc la ce`a fost sau o sa fie.  Pai tu pe mine ma faci fericita 2 ore, acum nici alea, poate 10 15 minute cat vorbim la telefon , ca acum esti plecat si dupa , se spulbera tot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu mai vreau sa aud nimic de la nimeni, te`am rugat de atatea ori, sa`mi spui tu ce ai de zis, indiferent cat e rau sau de bine ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu mai am sanse iubitul meu, nici iertare ... nu mai am nimic. M`ai lasat atat de goala, ai luat tot ce`ai putut, m`ai lasat pana si fara mine. Ce sa`ti mai dau ? Mai am oare ceva ce nu mi`ai luat ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si stii ca`s suparata, stii ca`mi ascunzi ceva si azi ma suni sa ma`ntrebi ce facem de ziua mea, ca sambata vii in tara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De fiecare data reusesti sa`mi dai viata peste cap ... eu nu te mai inteleg. Imi vin atatea amintiri in minte, atatea momente frumoase , dar o data cu ele vin si alea urate , minciunile , gandurile, indoielile ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-1748135355727920557?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/1748135355727920557/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=1748135355727920557' title='22 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/1748135355727920557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/1748135355727920557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/09/amintiri.html' title='Amintiri ...'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RxH7cj7WSCE/TmkftV_PxdI/AAAAAAAAA6I/CbclKY0Ga9I/s72-c/suferinta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-5079158231494620621</id><published>2011-09-08T01:24:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T01:26:08.823+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singuratate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despartire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Alcoolul nu e bun ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N19Gi0v3OeE/TmfvQ0bXfiI/AAAAAAAAA6A/v1DfjYsl0_0/s1600/01e357dde69891f676d982bbd1acf7ac.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N19Gi0v3OeE/TmfvQ0bXfiI/AAAAAAAAA6A/v1DfjYsl0_0/s320/01e357dde69891f676d982bbd1acf7ac.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649747329789951522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Is praf. Multumesc ca ti`ai bagat inca o data pula`n mine si la propriu si la figurat ...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-5079158231494620621?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/5079158231494620621/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=5079158231494620621' title='16 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/5079158231494620621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/5079158231494620621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/09/alcoolul-nu-e-bun.html' title='Alcoolul nu e bun ..'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N19Gi0v3OeE/TmfvQ0bXfiI/AAAAAAAAA6A/v1DfjYsl0_0/s72-c/01e357dde69891f676d982bbd1acf7ac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-4658902444111772885</id><published>2011-09-06T23:21:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T23:24:55.531+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Te iert ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E5HASJVU1U8/TmaBT6V7jAI/AAAAAAAAA54/FvmJ30JHtx0/s1600/poze_alb_negru_plutire_de_toni_frissell.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E5HASJVU1U8/TmaBT6V7jAI/AAAAAAAAA54/FvmJ30JHtx0/s320/poze_alb_negru_plutire_de_toni_frissell.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649344961661602818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Te iert pentru toate lacrimile mele, pentru sperantele mele chinuite.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Te iert pentru promisiunile pe care nu ti le-ai tinut.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Te iert pentru jumatatile tale de masura.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Te iert pentru minciuni, te iert pentru inselatorii, te iert pentru ezitari, pentru taceri, pentru razbunari.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Te iert pentru tradare, te iert pentru neputinta.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Te iert pentru imbratisarile tale nebune, care m-au facut sa cred ca ma iubesti.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Te iert pentru poeziile tale superbe, care m-au mintit, promitandu-mi dragostea vesnica.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Te iert pentru mare, te iert pentru luna, te iert pentru randunele.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Te iubesc atat de mult incat pot sa te iert pentru toate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Te iubesc atat de mult, incat pot sa renunt la tine. E singurul fel in care mai pot pastra iubirea aceasta enorma, intreaga, in inima mea.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;{ Fragment din cartea "&lt;/em&gt;Noi suntem zeite - Carte postala" - de Alice Nastase; &lt;em&gt;capitolul "Scrisori catre Alex" }&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-4658902444111772885?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/4658902444111772885/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=4658902444111772885' title='16 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/4658902444111772885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/4658902444111772885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/09/te-iert.html' title='Te iert ...'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E5HASJVU1U8/TmaBT6V7jAI/AAAAAAAAA54/FvmJ30JHtx0/s72-c/poze_alb_negru_plutire_de_toni_frissell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-1588768251164096568</id><published>2011-09-06T01:29:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T01:50:56.918+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Sweet november ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Tm249Zbv42Y" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you wanna be my November ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-1588768251164096568?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/1588768251164096568/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=1588768251164096568' title='16 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/1588768251164096568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/1588768251164096568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/09/sweet-november.html' title='Sweet november ...'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Tm249Zbv42Y/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-3353491413198688524</id><published>2011-09-05T00:43:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T00:45:11.837+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>A walk to remember ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zZweRchCNok" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Un film pe care l`am vazut de nenumarate ori, dar nu ma satur de el.  &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;,, Our love is like the wind, we can`t see it, but we can feel it '' .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-3353491413198688524?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/3353491413198688524/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=3353491413198688524' title='15 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/3353491413198688524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/3353491413198688524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/09/walk-to-remember.html' title='A walk to remember ...'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/zZweRchCNok/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-8542798544740168820</id><published>2011-09-04T03:27:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T03:34:30.116+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singuratate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Somn ... pauza !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xc-FTAB8Xxk/TmLHNWXDrVI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Zm6gyvd01-c/s1600/prea-triste-visele-imi-sunt-2077-l.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xc-FTAB8Xxk/TmLHNWXDrVI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Zm6gyvd01-c/s320/prea-triste-visele-imi-sunt-2077-l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648295914830540114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fir`ar al dracului sa fie, ca am incercat de vreo 3 ori sa dorm in noaptea asta si am reusit ... NOT !&lt;div&gt;Parca are patul arici, mi`e somn, ma simt obosita si totusi nu reusesc sa dorm. Al dracului sa fie daca eu inteleg de ce. Ma irita treaba asta, am nevoie de somn. Ieri dimineata am adormit la 5 : 30 si la 8 m`am trezit. Noaptea asta vad ca e la fel ... asa`mi vine sa ma bat singura !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ce dracului am nu pot sa`mi dau seama. Adica asa o mica idee am, ca deh ... nici somn nu mai am din cauza lui, din cauza situatie, din cauza gandurilor , din cauza .... din cauza ... din cauza ! Atatea cauze caut , atatea probleme ... da` solutia sa fie ea a dracului daca vine !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am fumat si`un pachet de tigari pana acum, ca deh, daca nu pot sa dorm macar sa am o ocupatie. Acum stau in curte cu laptopul in brate , scriu si imi mai arunc ochii pe cer, sunt milioane de stele , extrordinar de senin e in noaptea asta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-8542798544740168820?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/8542798544740168820/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=8542798544740168820' title='17 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/8542798544740168820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/8542798544740168820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/09/somn-pauza.html' title='Somn ... pauza !'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xc-FTAB8Xxk/TmLHNWXDrVI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Zm6gyvd01-c/s72-c/prea-triste-visele-imi-sunt-2077-l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-2576148831788986512</id><published>2011-09-03T19:05:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T19:30:55.022+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indoieli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confuzie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neincredere'/><title type='text'>Nu inteleg !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r4rdJdzfeCc/TmJQqYJR5eI/AAAAAAAAA5o/_uwu0Bl82tg/s1600/asteptarea-de-irina-bolotova.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r4rdJdzfeCc/TmJQqYJR5eI/AAAAAAAAA5o/_uwu0Bl82tg/s320/asteptarea-de-irina-bolotova.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648165571642123746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ieri eram fericita, ieri ma simteam bine ... de azi`noapte a inceput chinul. De fapt de azi`dimineata ... au inceput gandurile, indoielile . Din nou neincrederea, din nou si din nou si din nou. Gandurile nu`mi dau pace, nu stiu ce sa fac.&lt;div&gt;Plus ca pe zi ce trece ma uimeste tot mai mult . El pana acum nu era gelos, nu aveam treaba nici eu cu el nici el cu mine. Era incredere intre noi , nu s`a pus niciodata increderea de inselat ... aseara m`a sunat din nou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I`am zis ca ma duc prin oras, ca acasa n`am ce sa fac si simt si eu nevoia sa mai ies. Pai nu zici mai nene ca a dat gelozia in el. Nu stiam ce sa fac, sa rad sau sa fiu uimita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ce caut eu in oras fara el ? Ca ce, inainte era altceva, dar ca m`a pierdut o data, nu vrea sa faca asta si a doua oara. Daca cumva apare cineva si ma indragostesc ? Daca cineva ii ia locul ?  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ma bucura faptul ca e gelos , dar ma si uimeste in acelasi timp. Iar gandurile astea nenorocite nu`mi dau pace .... in seara asta cred ca o sa ies sa beau ceva .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-2576148831788986512?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/2576148831788986512/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=2576148831788986512' title='8 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/2576148831788986512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/2576148831788986512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/09/nu-inteleg.html' title='Nu inteleg !!!'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r4rdJdzfeCc/TmJQqYJR5eI/AAAAAAAAA5o/_uwu0Bl82tg/s72-c/asteptarea-de-irina-bolotova.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-300432787323761243</id><published>2011-09-02T02:12:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T02:30:04.600+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Poate ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FJeavm3K7oU/TmAU4I45sFI/AAAAAAAAA5g/zqa2E1I6_iE/s1600/images%2B%252810%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 205px; height: 181px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FJeavm3K7oU/TmAU4I45sFI/AAAAAAAAA5g/zqa2E1I6_iE/s320/images%2B%252810%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647536887413977170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... va fi bine. Poate totusi inca mai exista speranta pentru noi. Asa un chef de scris am, ceva de speriat.&lt;div&gt;In seara m`a sunat, n`am vorbit cu el de cand a plecat. Cand i`am auzit vocea, totul din jurul meu a disparut, totul .. nu eram decat eu cu telefonul in mana si vocea lui de la mii de km distanta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi`a promis inca o data ca totul va fi bine, ca intre noi doi nu s`a terminat, ca povestea noastra nu s`a sfarsit ... iar daca sfaristul va venii .. va fi altul , nu cel care am zis eu ca va fi acum cateva luni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu concepe ideea de`a traii fara mine, nu`i place cand se trezeste dimineata si nu gaseste mesaje de la mine, nu`i place cand se pune seara`n pat si nu mai are pe cine sa acopere, nu`i place cand dimineata nu are cine sa`l streseze sa se trezeasca ( aveam obiceiul sa fac asta aproape in fiecare dimineata, imi facea o deosebita placere sa`l enervez :D ) .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pana acum nu mi`a spus lucrurile astea, pana acum credeam ca`l enerveaza ... ca nu`i place, acum aflu cu totul si cu totul altceva ... acum aflu ca de fapt timpul petrecut langa mine a fost placut, frumos ... linistit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I`am promit ca pana ne vom revedea ii voi trimite un mesaj in fiecare dimineata, chiar daca suntem la mii de km distanta, chiar daca seara nu o sa ma poata acoperii.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M`a chemat la iarna la el ... m`a rugat sa fac sarbatorile cu el. I`am zis ca poate voi merge, dar i`am zis ca strict amical ( nici eu probabil nu cred asta, dar nah ... ) si voi merge la iarna la el daca lucrurile vor fi la fel, daca ne vom intelege la el. Voi merge la el, chiar daca nu mai avem o relatie ... vreau sa petrec sarbatorile cu el. Imi doresc din toata inima asta, sper sa ajung la el.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunt fericita dom`le ... da, sunt fericita, n`am un motiv anume, dar eu sunt fericita. Zambesc cu gura pana la urechi, mainile imi merg singure pe tastatura, parca cuvintele se astern singure ... mi`a lipsit, mi`au lipsit vorbele lui, glumele lui. Mi`a lipsit el in mai putine cuvinte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In timp ce scriu postarea asta, ascult o melodie, e pe repeat. V`o impartasesc si voua, mie`mi place, sper sa va placa si voua.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/eZ3lEhO1FiY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dupa ce`a inchis .. mi`a trimis un mesaj :&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; ,, Te iubesc din toata inima si orice s`ar inatmpla esti sufletul si inima mea. Esti tot ce am mai scump pe lumea asta, esti cea mai dulce fiinta, esti fericirea mea ! Mi`e dor de tine groaznic, mi`ai lipstit teribil de cand nu mai suntem impreuna, fiecare zi fara tine a fost un chin, dar iti promit ca vom fi din nou impreuna, iti promit ca de data asta daca te vei hotari sa`mi mai dai o sansa nu o sa te mai dezamagesc. Noapte buna sufletul meu, te iubesc !''&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M`am topit cand am citit mesajul ... ma uitam la telefon si zambeam si simteam cum fiecare fibra a corpului meu tresare, e fericita , simteam cum prind din nou viata, cum ma trezesc din transa, cum totul in jurul meu prinde iar culoare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu stiu ce va fi, cum va fi .. daca e adevarat ce spune, nu stiu daca sa`l cred sau nu, indoiala si`a pus ampreunta adanc pe sufletul meu, dar totusi, sper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-300432787323761243?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/300432787323761243/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=300432787323761243' title='19 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/300432787323761243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/300432787323761243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/09/poate.html' title='Poate ...'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FJeavm3K7oU/TmAU4I45sFI/AAAAAAAAA5g/zqa2E1I6_iE/s72-c/images%2B%252810%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-9143299107500119638</id><published>2011-09-01T10:58:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T11:01:35.165+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Prima zii de toamna :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KAGppvCdh0g/Tl87T6CprqI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/rwaifRFnl84/s1600/An_Autumn_Beauty.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KAGppvCdh0g/Tl87T6CprqI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/rwaifRFnl84/s320/An_Autumn_Beauty.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647297670929821346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A venit toamna, cred ca am spus de un milion de ori ca e anotimpul meu preferat ... ca imi place cand totul e in nuantele pamantului. Mi se pare totusi un anotimp trist, in curand nu o sa mai fie frunze, pomii o sa fie tristi si goi ... ploile o sa vina neincetat, dar mie totusi imi place. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu am mai avut chef sa scriu, imi cer scuze ca n`am mai fost p`aici, v`am citit pe toti, dar am stat ascunsa ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Un inceput cat mai placut de septembrie tuturor !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-9143299107500119638?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/9143299107500119638/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=9143299107500119638' title='22 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/9143299107500119638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/9143299107500119638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/09/prima-zii-de-toamna.html' title='Prima zii de toamna :)'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KAGppvCdh0g/Tl87T6CprqI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/rwaifRFnl84/s72-c/An_Autumn_Beauty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-8223948227980306664</id><published>2011-08-24T14:30:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T14:31:33.760+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singuratate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melodii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><title type='text'>Is it ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pq6lsZoWcFE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu mai e nevoie de cuvinte ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-8223948227980306664?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/8223948227980306664/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=8223948227980306664' title='18 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/8223948227980306664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/8223948227980306664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/08/is-it.html' title='Is it ?'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/pq6lsZoWcFE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-4071497869751799887</id><published>2011-08-21T22:47:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T23:02:56.637+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Inca o noapte ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1FxH6zG2Iv4/TlFkOCQbgUI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/kPIPeTi4NZk/s1600/poze-dragoste_suparare-in-dragoste.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1FxH6zG2Iv4/TlFkOCQbgUI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/kPIPeTi4NZk/s320/poze-dragoste_suparare-in-dragoste.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643402000358670658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu cum sa incep ... nici macar nu stiu ce sa scriu, ma uit prin monitor , vreau sa scriu, dar parca nu pot, nu`mi gasesc cuvintele.&lt;div&gt;Stiu doar ca mi`e al dracului de dor de tine, mi`e greu sa nu te stiu aici si mai mult d`atat ma simt vinovata. De ce ? Pentru ca n`am stiut sa te iert, pentru ca mi`a fost frica, da frica ... sa nu ma minti inca o data si`nca o data si asa la infinit. Pentru ca am lasat orgoliul sa puna stapanire pe mine si am tratat totul cu superficialitate. Am vrut sa par puternica desi sufletul imi plangea, te`am ignorat desi te voiam, te`am respins desi cand puneam capul pe perna plangeam ... te`am vrut in tot timpul asta dar n`am putut sa te iert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acum stau cu tricoul tau pe mine , cu pozele cu noi langa mine si`mi pare rau. Imi pare extrem de rau, poate eram cu tine acolo, daca te iertam, daca stiam sa trec cu vederea. Dar mi`a fost frica, mi`a fost frica sa nu sufar din nou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am zis de atatea ori ca iti dau hainele inapoi, ca nu mai vreau nimic din ce e al tau la mine, ca vreau sa`ti iei totul de la mine. Am zis de atatea ori ca o sa vin si eu la tine sa iau ce mai am acolo ... n`am putut. N`am putut sa fac nimic. Nu pot intra la tine`n casa ... nu pot intra acolo unde am petrecut cele mai frumoase clipe din viata mea, unde ma trezeai dimineata sa bem cafeaua, acolo unde stateam cu ai tai si ne uitam la filme si radeam pana dimineata.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu pot venii acolo unde mi`ai zis prima data &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;,, Te iubesc si langa tine vreau sa stau toata viata mea. Sunt vagabond , imi place sa umblu, stii bine asa am fost si am zis ca asa o sa raman. Tu ai reusit sa scoti si partea aia buna din mine, langa tine sunt alt om. Pe tine te iubesc asa cum nu am mai iubit pe nimeni. ''&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acum stau cu tricoul tau pe mine, dar nu te mai am pe tine. Inainte iti placea sa ma vezi imbracata asa ... inainte ma trezeam asa langa tine. Acum ... mhm, acum ma trezesc singura intre aceeasi 4 pereti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi`e frica sa nu imi ia altcineva locul acolo, sa nu iti aline altcineva inima ... sa nu te faca cineva sa ma uiti,  sa uiti tot ce`ai zis inainte sa pleci.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi`e frica sa nu ne pierdem unul pe celalalt .... te iubesc sufletul meu, te iubesc cu fiecare zii mai mult , te iubesc atat de tare incat ma doare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-4071497869751799887?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/4071497869751799887/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=4071497869751799887' title='17 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/4071497869751799887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/4071497869751799887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/08/inca-o-noapte.html' title='Inca o noapte ...'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1FxH6zG2Iv4/TlFkOCQbgUI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/kPIPeTi4NZk/s72-c/poze-dragoste_suparare-in-dragoste.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-3196578479907159493</id><published>2011-08-20T12:09:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T12:21:36.488+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><title type='text'>Si`a plecat ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ubZ3SXuB68Q/Tk958eOl3fI/AAAAAAAAA5A/9Q6tn7YNKLQ/s1600/despartire-copy.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 231px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ubZ3SXuB68Q/Tk958eOl3fI/AAAAAAAAA5A/9Q6tn7YNKLQ/s320/despartire-copy.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642862937931898354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Azi`dimineata a plecat in Italia ... nu stiu cum sa exprim ceea ce simt acum, nu stiu cum sa va fac sa intelegeti. Inainte chiar daca nu ne vedeam ca si cum am fi fost impreuna, dar ne mai vedeam ... puteam sa ma uit in ochii lui albastrii si sa ma linistesc. Acum ... acum in ai cui ochi o sa ma mai uit ? Cu cine o sa mai vorbesc in noptile tarzii si ale dracului de lungi ? &lt;div&gt;Daca inainte erau lungi ... acum cum o sa fie ? Parca o parte din mine a plecat cu el, o parte din mine e sub anestezie , nu mai simt .. parca as fi in transa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M`a sunat azi`dimineata sa ne vedem, n`am putut sa ma intalnesc cu el, sa`l vad cum se urca`n masina si eu raman aici. S`a rupt ceva`n mine in momentul cand am auzit ca pleaca, parca inca o data mi s`a frant sufletul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inainte sa plece d`acasa, cat il astepta pe prietenul lui la el, am vb`it la telefon ... cred ca am vb`it vreo 2 ore. Mi`a zis sa nu`l uit ... sa`l astept, ca noi doi vom fi din nou impreuna. Mi`a promis. Cred ca e prima data de cand ne`am despartit cand ma agat de fiecare cuvant al lui, de fiecare promisiune.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu am chef de nimic ... am fumat unpachet de tigari si`am baut vreo 3 cafele de azi`dimineata pana acum. Azi is lipsita de orice sentiment .. ma simt goala, ma simt grea ... o sa`mi fie dor de el, o sa`mi fie extrem de dor de el. Plang si zambesc in acelasi timp ... mi`a zis ca a luat o poza cu noi doi la el, de fiecare data cand o sa se uite la ea, mi`a zis ca o sa simt ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-3196578479907159493?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/3196578479907159493/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=3196578479907159493' title='21 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/3196578479907159493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/3196578479907159493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/08/sia-plecat.html' title='Si`a plecat ...'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ubZ3SXuB68Q/Tk958eOl3fI/AAAAAAAAA5A/9Q6tn7YNKLQ/s72-c/despartire-copy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-6319744872395926888</id><published>2011-08-19T00:37:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T00:41:19.429+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muzica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>August Rush .</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-5ab6RtA-KE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Un film extraordinar. Un film despre legaturile care se creeaza intre oameni ... un film care ne da puterea sa credem ca iubirea adevarata exista indiferent cat timp ar trece. Timpul curge ireversibil, dar daca iubirea e adevarata, poate trece peste orice, poate trece pana si peste necrutatorul &lt;i style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;TIMP&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Il recomand din tot sufletul meu. Nu aveti nimic de pierdut, cel putin din punctul meu de vedere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-6319744872395926888?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/6319744872395926888/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=6319744872395926888' title='10 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/6319744872395926888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/6319744872395926888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/08/august-rush.html' title='August Rush .'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/-5ab6RtA-KE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-2868326767300196706</id><published>2011-08-18T11:27:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T11:34:44.187+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iubire neconditionata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cel mai bun prieten'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fluffy'/><title type='text'>Il iubesc dom`le, il iubesc !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nnJMFGF99jU/TkzOdm5sLJI/AAAAAAAAA44/6LOY1btplXU/s1600/Cos1094.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nnJMFGF99jU/TkzOdm5sLJI/AAAAAAAAA44/6LOY1btplXU/s320/Cos1094.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642111441242434706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OrYjZdluZsU/TkzOUR6d5gI/AAAAAAAAA4w/1q2M09rluRs/s1600/Cos1088.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OrYjZdluZsU/TkzOUR6d5gI/AAAAAAAAA4w/1q2M09rluRs/s320/Cos1088.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642111280989726210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M_O-xb8N3iE/TkzOInpgOYI/AAAAAAAAA4o/xcDmhBCd4K8/s1600/Cos1026.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M_O-xb8N3iE/TkzOInpgOYI/AAAAAAAAA4o/xcDmhBCd4K8/s320/Cos1026.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642111080665725314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El e tot timpul alaturi de mine, nu ma supara, nu ma cearta , nu ma face sa sufar  ... tot timpul ma asculta fara sa`mi puna intrebari. Nu am ce sa`i reprosez ... bine doar atunci cand imi roade pantofii :))&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poate il mai supar eu pe el cateodata cand nu`l scot la plimbare sau cand nu am eu chef sa ies din casa, decat sa`i pun mancare si apa , dupa intru inapoi fara sa vorbesc cu el, fara sa ma joc cu el ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zilele astea de cand sunt singura, el a fost singurul care a stat cu mine, care atunci cand m`a vazut suparata sau trista, a venit a pus capul pe mine si`a stat si s`a uitat in ochii mei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Azi`noapte m`am simtit atat de singura, incat l`am luat sa doarma cu mine`n pat ( el de obicei doarme jos, langa patul meu ) dar o exceptie cateodata merge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;El e Fluffy al meu :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-2868326767300196706?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/2868326767300196706/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=2868326767300196706' title='11 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/2868326767300196706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/2868326767300196706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/08/il-iubesc-domle-il-iubesc.html' title='Il iubesc dom`le, il iubesc !!'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nnJMFGF99jU/TkzOdm5sLJI/AAAAAAAAA44/6LOY1btplXU/s72-c/Cos1094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-2949422823873628321</id><published>2011-08-15T23:33:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T23:37:14.917+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singuratate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Dragul meu , iubitul meu ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nmyKzdHYQaA/TkmC4JrTwSI/AAAAAAAAA4g/mc3Jmg_Zcq4/s1600/1160856516_gal_taniec_op-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nmyKzdHYQaA/TkmC4JrTwSI/AAAAAAAAA4g/mc3Jmg_Zcq4/s320/1160856516_gal_taniec_op-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641183909440110882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Am fost tentata de multe ori sa-ti scriu. In nopti bantuite de luna si dor, mi-au curs prin minte scrisori lungi, cuvinte de dragoste, fraze disperate. Te-am iubit cumplit, te-am iubit cu fiecare secunda, cu fiecare vis, cu fiecare gura de aer. Ce pacat ca neincrederea ta, ezitarile tale, jumatatile tale de masura, (dar si gelozia mea nebuna, iubirea mea desantata si mereu dezamagita) au surpat in mine orice dorinta de a mai astepta!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Sfarsitul a venit incet, dar irevocabil. Iubirea mea s-a prabusit de sute de ori, dar am avut puterea, ai avut indemanarea sa n-o lasi sa moara. Acum chiar s-a sfarsit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;M-ai ranit de atatea ori, incat inima mea e o rana, o durere palpitanda. Nu te mai vreau. Nu te mai astept. Nu te mai iubesc.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;[...] Am batut, cu umilinta, la portile inimii tale. Am stat cu mana intinsa asteptandu-ti iubirea, decizia, privirea, atingerea. De prea mult timp...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;N-as fi avut niciodata puterea sa-ti spun ca nu pot sa te vad. Pentru tine am putut orice. Niciodata nu ti-as fi cerut si nu ti-am cerut niciodata sa amanam, sa anulam o intalnire, o imbratisare. Tu ai fost prioritatea mea. Rostul meu divin. Nordul meu. Lumina mea.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;[...] Trebuie sa-mi vad de drumul meu. Trebuie sa am puterea sa fiu singura. Dar nu singura asteptand, penibila, mila ta, ci singura, libera, puternica. Ca sa pot sa-mi gasesc pe cineva care vrea sa-mi fie alaturi clipa de clipa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Am vrut totul, te-am vrut cu totul si pentru totdeauna. Mi-ai oferit firimituri de la mesele tale festive si promisiuni pe termen nedrept de scurt. Nici macar pe acelea nu ti le-ai respectat... Mereu s-a ivit ceva mai bun, mai profitabil, mai banos, mai amuzant de facut.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;[...] Te voi lua cu mine in ultimul vis, imi voi aduce aminte de tine dincolo de moarte, altcandva, altundeva. Pana atunci insa, am sa te uit de tot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Jur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;em&gt;{ Fragment din cartea "&lt;/em&gt;Noi suntem zeite - Carte postala" - de Alice Nastase; &lt;em&gt;capitolul "Scrisori catre Alex" }&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Superbe cuvinte ... in fiecare cuvintel m`am regasit ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-2949422823873628321?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/2949422823873628321/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=2949422823873628321' title='14 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/2949422823873628321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/2949422823873628321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/08/dragul-meu-iubitul-meu.html' title='Dragul meu , iubitul meu ...'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nmyKzdHYQaA/TkmC4JrTwSI/AAAAAAAAA4g/mc3Jmg_Zcq4/s72-c/1160856516_gal_taniec_op-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-4568628127430969801</id><published>2011-08-14T18:38:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T18:40:25.095+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muzica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Power of love :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4dg-AefPoEY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Noi doi nu mai putem gasii o cale de mijloc. Nimeni nu o sa se mai uite la mine cum o faci / faceai tu , dar nu ma pot agata toata viata de o fantasma ... mi`e greu, te iubesc ... dar trebuie sa infrunt realitatea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-4568628127430969801?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/4568628127430969801/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=4568628127430969801' title='16 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/4568628127430969801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/4568628127430969801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/08/power-of-love.html' title='Power of love :)'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/4dg-AefPoEY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-3144352825717665557</id><published>2011-08-13T03:59:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T04:06:12.110+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Week`end'/><title type='text'>Pearl Harbor</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/GZv0AwvOq8E" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;iframe width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Xr6pVUv9cJQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In seara asta daca tot am fost singura si m`am hotarat sa petrec ceva timp de calitate cu mine, am vrut sa revad un film pe care nu l`am mai vazut de foarte, foarte , foarte mult timp : &lt;i style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Pearl Harbor&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div&gt;Un film extraordinar cu o poveste extraordinara pe care`l recomand la toata lumea ... eu una am plans de nu mai stiu de creierii mei :)) dar asta`i mai putin important.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ce poate fi mai dureros decat sa pierzi persoana pe care o iubesti ? Sau ce poate fi mai dureros decat faptul ca stii ca nu ai sa o mai vezi si in ultima clipa din viata ta te gandesti la ea si incerci sa`i faci viitorul cat mai bun si plin de iubire ? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-3144352825717665557?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/3144352825717665557/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=3144352825717665557' title='17 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/3144352825717665557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/3144352825717665557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/08/pearl-harbor.html' title='Pearl Harbor'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/GZv0AwvOq8E/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-3608548814893612381</id><published>2011-08-10T14:01:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T14:16:21.705+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Mesaje ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WkmAsxG5qsM/TkJofN9fGsI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/icUebdyfP5Y/s1600/liu.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WkmAsxG5qsM/TkJofN9fGsI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/icUebdyfP5Y/s320/liu.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639184568954067650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ieri dimineata , ma agitam p`acolo prin bucatarie ma chinuiam sa`mi fac o cafea, cand aud telefonul ... mesaj :&lt;i style="font-weight: bold; "&gt; ,, Buna dimineata iubirea mea, te`ai trezit ? ''&lt;/i&gt; am ramas blocata. Mesajul era de la el ...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mesaj aseara : &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;,, Eu te iubesc enorm, mai mult decat iti imaginezi, dar in momentele astea nu mai stiu de mine, stii bine in ce situatie sunt, nu mai pot nici macar sa gandesc limpede ... tu esti singura persoana care m`ar putea intoarce pe drumul cel  bun, drum pe care vom fi numai noi doi .''&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mesaj azi`noapte :&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; ,, Sufletul meu, stiu ca dormi la ora asta, nu vreau sa te deranjez, dar vreau sa`ti spun ca esti tot ce am mai frumos si mai bun pe lumea asta si nu vreau sa te pierd vreodata . Langa tine am petrecut cele mai frumoase clipe din viata mea si tot langa tine am invatat sa iubesc cu adevarat. Iti multumesc ca existi si ca esti langa mine chiar si`n cele mai dificile momente. Te iubesc ingerasul meu scump.''&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A rupt inima in mine cu mesajele astea, as vrea din suflet sa`l cred ... intr`un fel stiu ca asa e, dar in altul ma gandesc ca prea mult m`a mintit, de ce n`ar face`o si acum ... ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si`l iubesc, Dumnezeule, il iubesc mai mult ca orice !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-3608548814893612381?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/3608548814893612381/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=3608548814893612381' title='22 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/3608548814893612381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/3608548814893612381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/08/mesaje.html' title='Mesaje ...'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WkmAsxG5qsM/TkJofN9fGsI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/icUebdyfP5Y/s72-c/liu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-7631266749970611971</id><published>2011-08-09T10:20:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T10:24:55.837+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Oare ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zz5CzjDfcmM/TkDgDhKo9CI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/7FDQ-PhpDuU/s1600/Clock_by_fL0urish.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zz5CzjDfcmM/TkDgDhKo9CI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/7FDQ-PhpDuU/s320/Clock_by_fL0urish.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638753084515087394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ce daca&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; timpul &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;e dusmanul nostru ? Poate e si de partea noastra ... poate in noaptea aia cand te`am cunoscut daca mai intarziam 1 minut nu te`as fi cunoscut, iar astazi nu te`as fi iubit atat de mult, dar nici n`as mai fi suferit. As fi fost eu cu mine si atat...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poate &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;timpul &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;a fost si prietenul nostru si`am invatat sa profitam de el . Dar atunci de ce nu tine cu noi ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-7631266749970611971?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/7631266749970611971/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=7631266749970611971' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/7631266749970611971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/7631266749970611971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/08/oare.html' title='Oare ?'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zz5CzjDfcmM/TkDgDhKo9CI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/7FDQ-PhpDuU/s72-c/Clock_by_fL0urish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-3308153523030853208</id><published>2011-08-07T15:02:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T15:05:51.712+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singuratate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><title type='text'>De ce plang oamenii ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6wbS91FPS8o/Tj5_HaahAPI/AAAAAAAAA4I/eJkyAyeJAiE/s1600/1246977526_bar-refaeli-8.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 165px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6wbS91FPS8o/Tj5_HaahAPI/AAAAAAAAA4I/eJkyAyeJAiE/s320/1246977526_bar-refaeli-8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638083548840788210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Știi? Știi de ce plâng oamenii? Știi?!!?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Dacă crezi că știi... îți spun eu... &lt;strong&gt;Nu știi!!! &lt;/strong&gt;Dar îți zic eu.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Oamenii nu plâng de lași și nici de fricoși sau de teamă.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Oamenii nu plâng de ciudă și nici de invidie sau egoism. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Oamenii nu plâng nici măcar pentru că au pierdut o iubire mare sau două sau trei.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Oamenii nu plâng pentru o notă mică, un examen picat, sau un an de facultate ratat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Oamenii nu plâng nici măcar pentru că sunt bolnavi sau suferă cei dragi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Oamenii nu plâng nici măcar pentru că lumea e rea.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Nu, oamenii nu plâng așa ușor... una - două lacrimi. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Adevărații oamenii nu plâng ușor și nu plâng din motive atât de puerile.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Oamenii nu plâng așa... doar una - două lacrimi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oamenii plâng pentru că le plânge sufletul. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Lacrimile nu sunt doar apă sărată care se prelinge pe obraz.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Lacrimile sunt... un fel de tratament auto-administrat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Lacrimile... sunt ale sufletului... nu ale oamenilor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Lacrimile sunt cuvinte pe care sufletul nu le poate spune... nici măcar în șoaptă.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Și sufletul nu plânge pentru că e slab ci, pentru că a fost puternic atâta timp...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Deaia plâng oamenii... &lt;strong&gt;pentru că le plânge sufletul!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Nu stiu cine a scris asta, dar a facut`o bine :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-3308153523030853208?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/3308153523030853208/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=3308153523030853208' title='22 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/3308153523030853208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/3308153523030853208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/08/de-ce-plang-oamenii.html' title='De ce plang oamenii ?'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6wbS91FPS8o/Tj5_HaahAPI/AAAAAAAAA4I/eJkyAyeJAiE/s72-c/1246977526_bar-refaeli-8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-7060322337120797469</id><published>2011-08-04T13:05:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T13:10:55.328+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ganduri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Vrea cineva suflet de vanzare ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IRk2hrVnXxo/TjpvLll1cxI/AAAAAAAAA4A/HCafwPYz184/s1600/4db4a41d29e87.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 218px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IRk2hrVnXxo/TjpvLll1cxI/AAAAAAAAA4A/HCafwPYz184/s320/4db4a41d29e87.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636940128467645202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Imi dau sufletul la vanzare, nu`l mai vreau. De fiecare data zic ca nu`mi mai pasa, ca nu`l mai ajut, ca nu mai sunt langa el cand are nevoie de mine ... si de fiecare data ma contrazic singura.&lt;div&gt;M`a sunat astazi ... avea nevoie de mine, avea nevoie sa vorbeasca cu mine, sa`si descarce sufletul, are nevoie sa ma vada, si eu ca o fraiera inca o data sunt langa el, inca o data`l ascult, inca o data rup sufletul in mine, doar pentru a`l ajuta pe el.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Diseara o sa ma intalnesc cu el, o sa`l privesc din nou in ochii lui albastrii si mari pe care i`am iubit cu tot sufletul si toata inima ... si pe care inca ii mai iubesc. Am zis ,, inca '' , pentru ca intr`un final trebuie sa treaca, sa ma eliberez, desi langa el am trait cele mai frumoase momente din viata mea. Diseara o sa ne vedem din nou ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-7060322337120797469?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/7060322337120797469/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=7060322337120797469' title='11 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/7060322337120797469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/7060322337120797469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/08/vrea-cineva-suflet-de-vanzare.html' title='Vrea cineva suflet de vanzare ?'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IRk2hrVnXxo/TjpvLll1cxI/AAAAAAAAA4A/HCafwPYz184/s72-c/4db4a41d29e87.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-7313890666951598389</id><published>2011-08-02T17:00:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T17:04:13.363+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singuratate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despartire'/><title type='text'>Nu mai am chef ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vL4zreVoKYc/TjgDa4dJfyI/AAAAAAAAA34/TjD1SYUqw-Q/s1600/images%2B%252814%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 183px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vL4zreVoKYc/TjgDa4dJfyI/AAAAAAAAA34/TjD1SYUqw-Q/s320/images%2B%252814%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636258694020300578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sa scriu, sa rad, sa fac nimic. Vreau sa dispar , sa ma evapor pur si simplu, sa nu mai stiu nimic de nimeni. Iti multumesc ca m`ai distrus, ca m`ai facut sa ma uit in oglinda si sa`mi fie mila de mine. O sa beau pentru asta iubirea mea, pentru inima aia a ta de caine !&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-7313890666951598389?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/7313890666951598389/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=7313890666951598389' title='12 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/7313890666951598389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/7313890666951598389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/08/nu-mai-am-chef.html' title='Nu mai am chef ...'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vL4zreVoKYc/TjgDa4dJfyI/AAAAAAAAA34/TjD1SYUqw-Q/s72-c/images%2B%252814%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-8199826339016662566</id><published>2011-07-23T16:00:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T16:13:22.129+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confuzie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Ne`am intalnit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WAhSp8Y1DY0/TirGEhNbipI/AAAAAAAAA3w/IQ-3jsxbpLE/s1600/3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WAhSp8Y1DY0/TirGEhNbipI/AAAAAAAAA3w/IQ-3jsxbpLE/s320/3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632532064916703890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aseara ne`am vazut ... am fost prieteni, am vorbit ... am ras ... am glumit, a fost frumos.&lt;div&gt;M`a rugat sa plec cu el in Italia, sa mergem amandoi sa incercam sa facem ceva. Ziceam eu mai demult ca vreau sa vad niste dovezi, vreau sa vad negru pe alb ca e asa cum zice el. Aseara mi`a zis ca o sa`mi arate ce vreau sa vad, dar dupa ce`o sa`mi arate a si plecat din Romania, sa ma gandesc bine daca vreau sa merg cu el sau nu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acum ceva timp daca`mi zicea sa plec undeva cu el, oriunde in lumea asta, nu stateam pe ganduri, plecam cu ce aveam pe mine, doar sa fiu langa el, doar sa ma trezesc dimineata langa el, sa nu fiu nevoita nici macar o secunda sa traiesc fara el, sau el fara mine. Acum ... acum mi`e frica, trebuie sa stau sa ma gandesc, sa analizez bine lucrurile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi`a mai zis aseara ca e nehotarat, ca e confuz, ca il macina mult gandul ca a decazut asa, ca nu ii mai merge nimic, ca in afara de faptul ca vrea sa`si revina cu banii, cu afacerile cu tot, nu ii mai sta gandul la nimic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oricat am vrea amandoi, deocamdata nu putem sa ne impacam, eu nu pot sa mai am incredere in el, trebuie sa`mi arate ca merita. L`am iertat intr`adevar, dar nu pot sa uit. Iar el nu poate sa conceapa gandul ca a decazut asa, trebuie sa stea bine sa se gandeasca ce vrea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oricum noi doi unul fara celalat nu suntem intregi, suntem incompleti. Daca incepusem sa ma indoiesc de lucrul asta, aseara m`am convins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inca ne iubim ... sa speram ca iubirea asta va putea trece peste tot, va putea trece peste timp ... o sa`i dam timp timpului.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-8199826339016662566?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/8199826339016662566/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=8199826339016662566' title='14 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/8199826339016662566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/8199826339016662566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/07/neam-intalnit.html' title='Ne`am intalnit.'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WAhSp8Y1DY0/TirGEhNbipI/AAAAAAAAA3w/IQ-3jsxbpLE/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-5345022385162876272</id><published>2011-07-22T14:27:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T14:35:14.882+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confuzie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Din nou !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L036a9feAFg/TilfOsXkFhI/AAAAAAAAA3o/Dxg9cvXob1w/s1600/sms20de20dor20-20sms20mesaje20si20imagini20de20dor20-20sms20in20imagini20de20dor.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L036a9feAFg/TilfOsXkFhI/AAAAAAAAA3o/Dxg9cvXob1w/s320/sms20de20dor20-20sms20mesaje20si20imagini20de20dor20-20sms20in20imagini20de20dor.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632137515036317202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mda, nici mie nu`mi vine sa cred, dar se intampla. Am inceput din nou sa vorbim, desi mi`am schimbat numarul de telefon, l`a aflat. De unde ? Nu stiu ... dar l`a aflat. Si din nou vorbim, din nou ne aducem aminte de clipele frumoase ce le petreceam impreuna, de noi, ce bine ne statea impreuna, cat de bine ne potriveam in pat ... parca trupul tau a fost creat special pentru mine si invers.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aseara am vb`it la telefon 2 ore .... 2 ore in care am fost din nou aproape unul de celalalt, 2 ore in care mi`ai zis ca noi doi pana la urma vom fi din nou  impreuna, ca desi zic eu acum ca nu, ca nu se mai poate, ma lasi pana te pui pe picioare, pana iti revii cu banii , cu afacerile si dupa vei lupta cu toata lumea pentru mine, nu o sa conteze cine o sa fie. As vrea sa te cred ... chiar as vrea ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-5345022385162876272?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/5345022385162876272/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=5345022385162876272' title='9 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/5345022385162876272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/5345022385162876272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/07/din-nou.html' title='Din nou !!!'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L036a9feAFg/TilfOsXkFhI/AAAAAAAAA3o/Dxg9cvXob1w/s72-c/sms20de20dor20-20sms20mesaje20si20imagini20de20dor20-20sms20in20imagini20de20dor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-1718533095157895412</id><published>2011-07-18T14:41:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T14:49:04.373+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confuzie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Lucruri ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L1T_bVdawMY/TiQcPHliYfI/AAAAAAAAA3g/FVju14YIZwI/s1600/despartire-copy.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 231px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L1T_bVdawMY/TiQcPHliYfI/AAAAAAAAA3g/FVju14YIZwI/s320/despartire-copy.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630656480180068850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunt lucuri care inca ne mai leaga desi eu vreau sa ma rup de tot, desi mi`am schimbat numaru` de telefon, am sters numarul tau, pentru a nu mai fi tentata sa te sun.&lt;div&gt;Azi a trebuit sa`l sun pe frate`tau, sa ii zic sa ne intalnim sa`i dau hainele care le mai ai la mine. Nu mai vreau de fiecare data cand deschid dulapul sa vad jumatatea ta acolo, sa vad ca inca mai ai hainele la mine, parca nu doar eu te mai astept si ele te asteapta sa te intorci, parca locul lor e acolo de cand lumea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;L`am sunat cu numaru ascuns, pentru ca stiu ca daca il sunam cu numarul meu, ti`l dadea si din nou o luam de la capat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poate dupa ce o sa iti dau si hainele, nimic nu o sa ne mai lege, atunci nu o sa mai am niciun motiv sa il sun nici pe frate`tau, nici pe nimeni ... atunci totul o sa fie ca si cum nu ne`am fi cunoscut niciodata.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desi am schimbat numaru`, desi niciun prieten comun nu`l are, inca sper sa`l aud intr`o zii sunand si sa fi tu, sa imi spui ca orice s`ar intampla tu la mine nu renunti, dar nah ... mai visez si eu ochii deschisi, sunt om, nu robot !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-1718533095157895412?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/1718533095157895412/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=1718533095157895412' title='14 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/1718533095157895412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/1718533095157895412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/07/lucruri.html' title='Lucruri ...'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L1T_bVdawMY/TiQcPHliYfI/AAAAAAAAA3g/FVju14YIZwI/s72-c/despartire-copy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-2476764441160397542</id><published>2011-07-17T15:08:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T15:16:05.246+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ganduri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despartire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Ce rost are ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G34jjpgcLoI/TiLRMr60VvI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/in9Vc5W378g/s1600/f_civenheratm_4ec98b1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G34jjpgcLoI/TiLRMr60VvI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/in9Vc5W378g/s320/f_civenheratm_4ec98b1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630292500044601074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ce rost are sa`mi mai fie dor ? Ce rost are sa ma mai gandesc la tine ? Aceleasi intrebari mi le pun de 2 luni de cand ne`am despartit, o continua lupta se duce in interiorul meu. In fiecare zii incerc sa`ti gasesc cate`o scuza, chiar daca ai facut ce`ai facut, chiar daca si acum m`ai ranit inca o data, eu tot incerc sa`ti caut scuze. De ce ? Nici eu nu stiu, sau stiu ... dar poate e doar prostia mea de vina.&lt;div&gt;De ce oare am impresia ca noi doi pana la urma tot vom fi impreuna ? Ca suntem facuti unul pentru celalalt, iar asta e doar un hop peste care trebuie sa trecem ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi`am schimbat numaru` de telefon ... nu vreau sa`l mai stii, nu vreau sa`l mai stie nimeni apropiat de tine, nici macar ai tai. Daca vreau sa ma rup de tine si de tot ce`a fost intre noi, de tot ce`a insemnat noi, trebuie sa ma rup si de familia ta, iar asta e un lucru de care`mi pare extrem de rau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-2476764441160397542?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/2476764441160397542/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=2476764441160397542' title='8 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/2476764441160397542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/2476764441160397542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/07/ce-rost-are.html' title='Ce rost are ?'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G34jjpgcLoI/TiLRMr60VvI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/in9Vc5W378g/s72-c/f_civenheratm_4ec98b1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-4616192412854588613</id><published>2011-07-15T13:00:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T13:20:35.273+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despartire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Cand zici ,,Gata'', asa trebuie sa fie !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IVdjk8Qteeg/TiAQMNnKBlI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/Qt6nwmbOrG4/s1600/poza-int%252814%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IVdjk8Qteeg/TiAQMNnKBlI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/Qt6nwmbOrG4/s320/poza-int%252814%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629517336211490386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ne`am intalnit aseara. M`a vazut, m`a luat in brate ... mi`a zis ca i`am lipsit enorm, ca ii era dor sa ma vada, sa ma tina in brate, sa`mi simta mirosul ... sa`mi simta bratele in jurul lui.&lt;div&gt;M`au vazut ai lui, vai, nu ma asteptam dupa atata timp sa fie la fel cu mine, sa nu stie ce sa`mi faca sa ma simt bine, sa ma simt ca acasa ... bunica lui a inceput sa planga cand m`a vazut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am vorbit mult, am depanat amintiri, am ras ... m`am simtit din nou ca acasa la el, m`am simtit cum ma simteam pe vremuri ... am simtit ca mai e o sansa pentru noi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M`a chemat sa stea de vorba cu mine, numai el, sa stam de vorba intre 4 ochi. Cand am ajuns in camera, din nou m`a luat in brate, din nou mi`a zis ca i`a fost dor de mine ... m`a strans in brate cu atata pasiune si dragoste cum o facea pe vremuri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Atat de dor mi`a fost de tine, dar tu ai luat hotararea asta Andreea.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Stiu, dar nu am luat`o de nebuna, am luat`o pentru ca tu m`ai dus la extrema asta, tu m`ai facut sa`mi pierd increderea in tine incetul cu incetul.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Da, asa e, dar gandeste`te ca nu e tarziu pentru noi, niciodata nu o sa fie prea tarziu pentru noi, o stii si tu la fel de bine ca mine ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;-E tarziu , chiar e tarziu pentru noi, nu mai putem repara nimic.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am iesit din camera, mi`am luat ramas`bun de la toata lumea si am plecat. Dupa vreo 20 de minute dupa ce am plecat i`am trimis un mesaj. Dupa mesaj inapoi ... :&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; ,, Noi doi nu ne`am iubit niciodata, te rog frumos sa stergi numarul meu de telefon si sa uiti ca ne`am cunoscut vreodata. Ti`am zis de atatea ori ca intre noi doi nu mai poate fi nimic, trebuie sa intelegi asta. ''&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Niciodata in viata mea nu am fost mai socata de atat, parca s`ar fi deschis o gaura mare in pamant si as fi intrat cu totul in ea. Desi stia bine motivele pentru care ne`am despartit, desi stia ca nu suport minciuna ... si acum, dupa doua luni dupa ce ne`am despartit ... m`a mintit !!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La 10 minute dupa mesajul ala, ma suna un numar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Buna Andreea.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Buna. Cu cine stau de vorba ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Monica, prietena lui C., iti spune ceva ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Asa, spune, de ce m`ai sunat ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Ce treaba mai ai tu cu el ? Ca el mi`a zis ca tu nu il lasi in pace, ca il tot cauti. il tot suni.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Mai fetito, coboara cu picioarele pe pamant, ia`i telefonu` si uita`te pana la capat in el, daca tot ii faci controlu` ca la politie. Eu nu`l caut pe el, in schimb el pe mine, da. Daca stiam ca e cu cineva, ca eu tot l`am intrebat, nu`l mai cautam ... dar pana la urma noi doi am ramas prieteni , asa ca nu vad rpstul telefonului.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Pai el mi`a zis ca nu il lasi tu in pace, scuza`ma daca te`am deranjat, dar eu chiar tin la el.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Asculta bine ce iti spun. Daca tii la el, uita ca ai vorbit cu mine, uita ca ai citit mesajul ala in telefonul lui, uita absolut tot, si fi fericita cu el. Nu mai baga in seama lucrurile astea, vei trece prin altele poate mai grele, invata sa nu le mai pui la suflet si sa fi fericita langa el si fa`l fericit si pe el, pentru ca merita.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Bine Andreea, te pup si scuza`ma inca o data !&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Pa!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Azi ma suna el, sa`mi spuna ca nu putea sa stea singur, ca ii era rusine sa imi spuna ca e cu cineva, pentru ca intre noi doi a fost ceva special, ca noi doi ne`am iubit si nu poate asa usor sa uite tot. Iar ea ... ea e o pustoaica de 18 ani, care nu inseamna mare lucru pentru el, doar ii e drag de ea ca e copila si se simte bine cu ea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Azi ... azi e gata iubitul meu, azi e gata definitiv. Mi`am schimbat numaru` de telefon dupa ce am vorbit cu el , nimeni apropiat lui nu o sa`l mai aiba ... nici macar cei din familia lui. Pentru ca mi`a zis astazi la telefon, ca ei nu stiu ca el e cu altcineva din cauza mea, ca ei tot pe mine ma vor ... si spera ca ne vom impaca.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Azi s`a terminat totul cu toata lumea ... nu te urasc iubitul meu, te iubesc din tot sufletul, tocmai pentru ca te iubesc atat de mult, iti dau drumul ... te las sa fi fericit cu altcineva.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-4616192412854588613?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/4616192412854588613/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=4616192412854588613' title='9 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/4616192412854588613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/4616192412854588613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/07/cand-zici-gata-asa-trebuie-sa-fie.html' title='Cand zici ,,Gata&apos;&apos;, asa trebuie sa fie !!'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IVdjk8Qteeg/TiAQMNnKBlI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/Qt6nwmbOrG4/s72-c/poza-int%252814%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-3588027965100701849</id><published>2011-07-13T17:47:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T17:56:44.715+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>M`am decis !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iJ0RuHxR0P4/Th2w145UAtI/AAAAAAAAA3I/stfj1dIIeEg/s1600/alina-radu.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iJ0RuHxR0P4/Th2w145UAtI/AAAAAAAAA3I/stfj1dIIeEg/s320/alina-radu.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628849549135315666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;M`am hotarat, saptamana asta o sa ma intalnesc cu el. Nu stiu in ce zii, cand,cum .. dar o sa ma intalnesc cu el. NU maipot, macar asa o sa stiu ce si cum. Sunt convinsa ca o sa`mi fac si`un bine , dar si`un mare rau in acelasi timp .. o sa`l vad.&lt;div&gt;Vreau sa`l vad, nu mai pot, imi lipseste groaznic. Tot corpul meu tanjeste dupa el, fiecare particica din inima  mea il striga, il cauta , il doreste !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu stiu ce va iesii, probabil sperante desarte din nou, si pentru mine si pentru el, dar daca tot insista sa ma vada, nici eu nu mai pot sa zic NU la nesfarsit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-3588027965100701849?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/3588027965100701849/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=3588027965100701849' title='9 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/3588027965100701849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/3588027965100701849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/07/mam-decis.html' title='M`am decis !!'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iJ0RuHxR0P4/Th2w145UAtI/AAAAAAAAA3I/stfj1dIIeEg/s72-c/alina-radu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-2220456852541659965</id><published>2011-07-11T22:23:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T22:45:32.001+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Visez.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I4QPnLf3zwo/ThtSVomAPoI/AAAAAAAAA3A/BHVU9BJvVTQ/s1600/786.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I4QPnLf3zwo/ThtSVomAPoI/AAAAAAAAA3A/BHVU9BJvVTQ/s320/786.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628182690957115010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visez cu ochii deschisi. Nu ma pot odihnii, de 2 nopti nu pot dormii, arat ca un zombie, stau cu redbull`ul langa mine. Mi`e dor de noi, visez la atingerile tale, visez la tine, cum in noptile cand tuna si fulgera ma ascundeam in bratele tale. Visez la momentele cand mergeam amandoi prin ploaie, cum imi ziceai ca sunt ca un copil ... unde e apa mai mare acolo sunt si eu :)) . &lt;div&gt;Visez la noi sufletul meu, mi`e un dor teribil de tine, mai ales acum cand ploua ... fiecare picatura de ploaie imi aminteste de noi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imi aduc aminte cand m`ai sunat in dimineata aia la 3 sa vin la tine ca ti`e rau ... am venit si ai adormit in 2 minute, ai adormit cu capul pe mine, am avut grija de tine atunci, erai ca un copil, cu febra, frisoane ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi`ai zis ca nimeni niciodata n`a mai avut grija de tine asa, nimanui nu i`a pasat daca esti bine sau nu. Mi`ai zis ca ma iubesti mai mult ca orice, mi`ai zis ca sunt cea mai speciala persoana din viata ta, ca nimeni niciodata nu o sa`mi ia locul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cand ma doare tare sufletul, la fel ca acum ... imi amintesc de tot ce`a fost frumos. Stau cu paharul de angelli langa mine si cu redbull`ul si beau ptr noi iubirea mea, pentru amintirile noastre, pentru tot ce ne`a legat dar ne`a si despartit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-2220456852541659965?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/2220456852541659965/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=2220456852541659965' title='9 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/2220456852541659965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/2220456852541659965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/07/visez.html' title='Visez.'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I4QPnLf3zwo/ThtSVomAPoI/AAAAAAAAA3A/BHVU9BJvVTQ/s72-c/786.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-7463665165951198440</id><published>2011-07-08T14:55:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T15:13:23.349+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confuzie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Nu stiu ce vrea ...Sunt confuza !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tho5H387RJY/ThbwtR3ClNI/AAAAAAAAA24/QVTkYgxQ9nw/s1600/1246977526_bar-refaeli-8.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 165px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tho5H387RJY/ThbwtR3ClNI/AAAAAAAAA24/QVTkYgxQ9nw/s320/1246977526_bar-refaeli-8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626949445125051602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ieri, eram bagata in treaba prin casa,pana peste cap. Telefonul in buzunar. Mesaj.&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;,,Ce faci viata mea ? Mi`e dor de tine, vreau sa te vad in seara asta, daca ai timp de mine bineinteles .''&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ma uitam la telefon si nu`mi venea sa cred. Inima mai sa`mi sara din piept, intr`un fel ma bucuram, in altul ma durea ... dar ma durea atat de tare,incat am simtit nevoia sa ma asez si sa`mi aprind o tigara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu i`am raspuns, mi`am fumat tigarea si am continuat treaba. Dupa aproximativ 10 minute, suna telefonul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Ce faci sufletul meu ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Aaaaaa, treaba.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Vin diseara acasa, vreau sa te vad. Andreea chiar mi`e dor de tine, vreau sa te vad ... vreau sa te strang in brate. Te rog.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Tu nu incetezi sa ma uimesti, serios. Pentru ce sa ne vedem ? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Ti`am zis de ce. Si stiu ca si tu vrei sa ma vezi, stiu ca ti`e dor de mine, degeaba incerci sa te ascunzi, degeaba incerci sa ma minti. Nu m`ai mintit niciodata, de ce sa incepi acum ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Auzi, stii ceva ? Nu ma lua pe mine cu din astea. Du`te la pizdele tale si lasa`ma dracu` pe mine, ca nu vreau sa te vad.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I`am inchis. Mare idioata sunt !!!!!!!!!!!! De ce dracu` nu i`am zis ca vreau sa`l vad, sa`l sarut, sa`l strang in brate, sa fac dragoste cu el, sa nu imi mai dea niciodata drumu` ? De ce am lasat orgoliu sa mai fie mai puternic decat mine ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Azi stateam , beam din cafea ... eram departe rau .. suna telefonul. Din nou, el .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;- E chiar atat de greu sa crezi ca vreau sa te vad ? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;- De ce? Cand stim amandoi ca mai mult rau ne facem ? Daca o sa ne intalnim vreodata intamplator prin oras, ne salutam, ne pupam .. e ok. Dar nu asa. Nu din nou ... O sa o luam de la capat..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Da ! Da Andreea, vreau sa o luam de la capat. Stii bine ca esti sufletul si inima mea, chiar daca am gresit . Te vreau inapoi.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Arata`mi ca vrei sa`ti indrepti greseala, fa`ma sa vad ca te`ai schimbat, poate asa o sa mai fie sanse pentru noi.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;( Tacere ).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Exact cum banuiam. N`are rost ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Stai, nu inchide te rog.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Pa.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-7463665165951198440?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/7463665165951198440/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=7463665165951198440' title='14 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/7463665165951198440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/7463665165951198440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/07/nu-stiu-ce-vrea-sunt-confuza.html' title='Nu stiu ce vrea ...Sunt confuza !'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tho5H387RJY/ThbwtR3ClNI/AAAAAAAAA24/QVTkYgxQ9nw/s72-c/1246977526_bar-refaeli-8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-6212223789038155494</id><published>2011-07-02T02:12:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T02:21:26.300+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singuratate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>TE URASC !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bNk_iwc_erI/Tg5Ui-uOPCI/AAAAAAAAA2w/12Djr9--tKc/s1600/1232551564_fete-3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bNk_iwc_erI/Tg5Ui-uOPCI/AAAAAAAAA2w/12Djr9--tKc/s320/1232551564_fete-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624525944561482786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Te urasc pentru fiecare vorba pe care mi`ai spus`o, te urasc pentru fiecare atingere, te urasc pentru fiecare noapte petrecuta cu tine... te urasc pentru vorbele alea din noaptea in care ne`am despartit : &lt;i style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;,, Andreea, tu pizda langa mine mai mult de 24 de ore nu o sa vezi, niciuna nu mai are valoare pentru mine ''.&lt;/i&gt; Ce 24 de ore a ? Cand aflu in seara asta ca de 2 saptamani esti cu cineva, ca pizda e buna, ca te intelegi bine cu ea ...&lt;div&gt;Ahhhh viata mea, habar nu ai cat te urasc in momentul asta, cat detest fiecare atingere , sarut, mangaiere de`a ta, cat urasc faptul ca din nou sunt beata si planga din cauza ta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De ce m`ai facut sa te urasc ? De ce ma faci sa`mi para rau ca`n fiecare dimineata ma trezesc cu gandul la tine ? De ce ma faci sa`mi para rau ca pe undeva mai speram la noi ? DA, fir`ar al dracului sa fie, inca speram la noi, baga`mi`as pula`n ea speranta si`n ele amintiri ... inca speram ... inca te voiam ... de ce dracului m`ai facut sa te urasc !?!?!?! &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;DE CE ??&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De ce vrei sa fiu asa cum imi spuneai, lipsita de suflet si rece ? De ce vrei sa scoti partea aia rea din mine ? De ce ? Cand pentru tine ma schimbasem, pentru tine eram alta persoana ... de ce ??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De ce te urasc si totusi acum simt cum inca o data mi se frange inima din cauza ta ? DE CE ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-6212223789038155494?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/6212223789038155494/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=6212223789038155494' title='17 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/6212223789038155494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/6212223789038155494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/07/te-urasc.html' title='TE URASC !!!'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bNk_iwc_erI/Tg5Ui-uOPCI/AAAAAAAAA2w/12Djr9--tKc/s72-c/1232551564_fete-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-6691061959478520172</id><published>2011-06-29T14:23:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T14:35:24.075+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singuratate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Dureros !</title><content type='html'>Azi`noapte cand dupa aproape 2 luni de cand ne`am despartit, a fost al dracului de dureros sa`mi dau seama ca`n tot timpul asta m`am mintit singura. M`am mintit spunandu`mi ca nu imi mai pasa, ca o sa las totul la o parte, ca o sa treaca totul, ca va fi bine.&lt;br /&gt;Nimic nu va fi bine, nimic nu va fi ca inainte ... indiferent cat de multi barbati o sa treaca prin patul meu, indiferent in cate sticle de vin, de Jack, de martini o sa`mi inec amarul, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;el&lt;/span&gt; o sa fie acolo sa`mi sufoce inima, sa`mi faca lacrimile sa curga din nou si din nou ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cum mama dracului am putut sa fiu atat de fraiera ? Trebuia sa`mi dau seama ca odata ce o sa ma uit in ochii lui albastrii, cand o sa`i vad privirea ... totul va revenii. Nu,nu va revenii ca niciodata n`a trecut, dar revederea lui mi`a facut inima sa tremure ... sa simta inca o data cum e sa`i fie spulberate toate visele ... toate sperantele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru asta, o sa beau din nou, o sa ajung din nou acasa ametita de alcool, de amintiri ... iar lacrimile inca o data o sa`mi arda obrazul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-6691061959478520172?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/6691061959478520172/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=6691061959478520172' title='16 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/6691061959478520172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/6691061959478520172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/06/dureros.html' title='Dureros !'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-2855185886231995945</id><published>2011-06-25T13:04:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T14:30:46.434+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nebune ;;)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zbenguiala. Distractii :D'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Week`end'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sex'/><title type='text'>Menaje a trois ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q7kIPf1aEb8/TgW3bkjteTI/AAAAAAAAA1k/LIjDnY7z0m8/s1600/k-Love-marcos0662-art-sex-sexy-angie56-URLhttpwwwpicformeviewimg168121IMGhttpmediapicforme001751D7priforme_mediumjpgI-luv-Couples-k-album-gostaffo-erotic-faves-wallpaper-suseQ-asa-Couple-romantic-black-n-white_large.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q7kIPf1aEb8/TgW3bkjteTI/AAAAAAAAA1k/LIjDnY7z0m8/s320/k-Love-marcos0662-art-sex-sexy-angie56-URLhttpwwwpicformeviewimg168121IMGhttpmediapicforme001751D7priforme_mediumjpgI-luv-Couples-k-album-gostaffo-erotic-faves-wallpaper-suseQ-asa-Couple-romantic-black-n-white_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622101394139740466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Acum 2 seri, am plecat cu prietena mea, la iubitul ei acasa. Acolo, ne`am apucat de baut ... si am inceput sa jucam carti pe porunci. Ce`i drept imi era dor de un menaje a trois, dar niciunul dintre noi, nu s`a gandit ca vom ajunge sa facem asta.&lt;div&gt;A fost prima noapte din ultima luna si jumatate , cand nu m`am gandit la el. M`am gandit doar la mine, sa ma simt eu bine ... sa fiu eu cea mai importanta, nu el.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toata noaptea aia, am facut sex,printre sticlele de vin si pachetele de tigari ... a fost frumos, ne`am simtit bine cu totii.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A fost frumos pana am ajuns acasa ... cand am ajuns acasa, tot singura am pus capul pe perna, tot singura m`am trezit .... singura si nemultumita de tot ce se intampla in jurul meu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dar macar cateva ore pe noapte , ma simt si eu bine, chiar daca la sfarsit cand ajung acasa, sunt doar eu cu mine, intre cei 4 pereti care ca ar putea sa vorbeasca, ar scrie romane ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-2855185886231995945?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/2855185886231995945/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=2855185886231995945' title='11 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/2855185886231995945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/2855185886231995945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/06/menaje-trois.html' title='Menaje a trois ...'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q7kIPf1aEb8/TgW3bkjteTI/AAAAAAAAA1k/LIjDnY7z0m8/s72-c/k-Love-marcos0662-art-sex-sexy-angie56-URLhttpwwwpicformeviewimg168121IMGhttpmediapicforme001751D7priforme_mediumjpgI-luv-Couples-k-album-gostaffo-erotic-faves-wallpaper-suseQ-asa-Couple-romantic-black-n-white_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-4412409722395888585</id><published>2011-06-16T04:38:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T04:45:32.284+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revenire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Iesire ... incerc ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qXnMNsjfUF4/TflfEFzDQrI/AAAAAAAAA1c/TrW8BPs5nyc/s1600/herastrau1_mic.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qXnMNsjfUF4/TflfEFzDQrI/AAAAAAAAA1c/TrW8BPs5nyc/s320/herastrau1_mic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618626534001820338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In ultimul timp nu am mai intrat pe blog ... am tot iesit, m`am plimbat .. m`am simtit bine, pe de alta parte m`au luat si amintirile, dar am fost mai puternica decat dorul . Nu l`am mai sunat ... el inca ma suna, iar atunci cand o face vorbim ... mult, la un moment dat mi`a zis ca eu nu am suflet deloc, ca mult prea repede am trecut peste tot si l`am uitat, iar in curand altcineva o sa`i ia locul.&lt;div&gt;E atat de fraier , nimeni niciodata nu o sa`i ia locul, nici nu am trecut peste ... dar atata stapanire am avut de fiecare data cand am vb`it cu el in ultimul timp , incat n`am mai zis nimic ... nici macar ca imi lipseste in fiecare secunda din ce in ce mai mult.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am iesit in ultimul timp, m`am plimbat ... doar cu prietenii am iesit, niciun barbat, nici o noapte de sex ... absolut nimic, doar eu si prietenii. Singurul care mi`a mai tinut de urat in noptile astea, din cand in cand a fost Jack ... ca de fiecare data bineinteles, doar ca de data asta nu`n exces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M`am plimbat pe la Dunare , am stat , m`am gandit ... m`am relaxat, tot timpul asta am incercat sa`mi tin mintea ocupata cu ceva, sa nu ma mai gandesc , dar totusi ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-4412409722395888585?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/4412409722395888585/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=4412409722395888585' title='7 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/4412409722395888585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/4412409722395888585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/06/iesire-incerc.html' title='Iesire ... incerc ...'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qXnMNsjfUF4/TflfEFzDQrI/AAAAAAAAA1c/TrW8BPs5nyc/s72-c/herastrau1_mic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-2613946268955076773</id><published>2011-06-10T02:20:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T02:35:07.353+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singuratate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sex'/><title type='text'>Nu pot !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wS2RS_Xf540/TfFViDFkLjI/AAAAAAAAA1M/cW5e41b6zUM/s1600/femeie-care-plange-in-baie.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wS2RS_Xf540/TfFViDFkLjI/AAAAAAAAA1M/cW5e41b6zUM/s320/femeie-care-plange-in-baie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616364253740281394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In seara asta m`am intalnit cu un tip, care tot insista de vreo saptamana si ceva sa ne vedem si l`am tot evitat, ba ca am treaba, ba ca`s plecata din oras ...&lt;div&gt;Dragut baiatul, inalt, ochii albastrii ... cuminte, invata pentru licenta, la locul lui .. dupa cum am am mai zis cuminte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Treaba este ca e mult prea cuminte pentru gustul meu, e genul de om, care ar face orice pentru mine daca ar pune suflet ... genul de persoana careia daca i`as zice, &lt;i style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;,, in 5 minute esti la mine ''  , &lt;/i&gt;el in 4 minute si 20 de secunde ar fi. Nu`mi plac genul asta de oameni, nu mi`au placut niciodata si nici nu o sa`mi placa vreodata.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am dat cu piciorul la o persoana care chiar m`ar multumii si`ar vrea sa fie bine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am avut o discutie cu el si i`am zis, ca eu daca as fi barbat nu as incerca sa am o relatie cu mine in momentul asta, pentru ca nu pot si nici nu vreau. Plus de asta el merita ceva mai bun, nu una ca mine langa el, chiar nu`s persoana potrivita pentru el.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exact in momentul asta mi`a trimis un sms : ,,&lt;b style="font-style: italic; "&gt; Sunt dezamagit, imi placi foarte mult, chiar as fi vrut sa fie ceva intre noi, dar daca nu se poate ... asta e '' &lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imi pare rau, n`am vrut sa`l dezamagesc, doar i`am spus cum stau lucrurile, am fost sincera cu el ... nu merita sa incep o relatie cu el si dupa sa`l fac sa sufere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cand eram cu el in masina si`i explicam lucrurile astea, mi`a trimis si &lt;b style="font-style: italic; "&gt;el &lt;/b&gt;mesaj, sa ma intrebe ce fac. Am simtit ca`mi sare inima din piept, ca ma lasa picioarele ... dar nu i`am raspuns. A incercat sa ma sune, nu i`am raspuns ... dupa mi`a trimis alt mesaj : &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;,, Se pare ca esti ocupata`n noaptea asta, imi cer scuze ca te`am deranjat, dar orice ai face cu oricine ai fi, tot la mine iti va sta gandul . ''&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In alte ipostaze, daca as fi fost cu altcineva`n masina, nu cu respectivul, as fi facut ceva, numai de nervi, numai pentru simplu fapt ca a tras el concluzia ca fac eu ceva ... dar n`am facut nimic, doar am venit acasa, si`am inceput sa plang ... ca deh ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu n`am facut nimic ... dar el dupa faza cu telefonul, pentru ca nu i`am raspuns eu, pentru ca e convins ca am facut eu ceva ... el sigur a fost cu vreuna`n noaptea asta ... probabil e si acum cu ea ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-2613946268955076773?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/2613946268955076773/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=2613946268955076773' title='11 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/2613946268955076773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/2613946268955076773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/06/nu-pot.html' title='Nu pot !!'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wS2RS_Xf540/TfFViDFkLjI/AAAAAAAAA1M/cW5e41b6zUM/s72-c/femeie-care-plange-in-baie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-9095702979114511254</id><published>2011-06-09T15:41:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T16:00:19.015+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confuzie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Cuvinte grele ... in noapte ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r7V-4vVjrvw/TfDCAV4J6sI/AAAAAAAAA08/bbPiQoHX7XU/s1600/d1f58011ee92a9e2fe407866149e3158.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r7V-4vVjrvw/TfDCAV4J6sI/AAAAAAAAA08/bbPiQoHX7XU/s320/d1f58011ee92a9e2fe407866149e3158.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616202046459472578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Am vorbit din nou aseara, pana la un moment dat cand am ajuns sa ne certam , sa ne aruncam cuvinte grele ... pana eu ti`am inchis telefonul.&lt;div&gt;M`ai sunat din nou dupa aproximativ 10 minute, stii bine ca mai mult de atat nu ma tin nervii pe tine, stii cum sa faci sa`mi treaca.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Din nou am vb`it, din nou am ras ... am simtit la un moment dat ca suntem exact ca pe vremuri , ca nimic nu s`a schimbat, ca suntem iar noi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi`ai zis ca iti lipsesc ... ca&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; tu inca mai speri la noi, ca poate nu acum, dar candva noi vom fi din nou impreuna&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, ca vom trece peste toate la fel cum am trecut pana acum, dar poate ca am avut dreptate eu, cand am zis ca e mai bine asa, ai ajuns la concluzia ca cel mai bine acum ne e sa fim despartiti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poate ne este, pentru ca eu inca n`am trecut peste ce`ai facut , inca n`am uitat, inca nu mi`am recapatat increderea in tine. Tu zici ca mai sunt sanse pentru noi doi, eu nu stiu ce sa mai zic ... eu nu cred ca mai sunt. Acum eu sunt confuza ... nu mai stiu cum o sa decurga lucrurile, dar o sa`i dau timp timpului si poate candva o sa aflu ce si cum va fi, sau daca va mai fi ceva.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi`era dor sa mai vorbim cum vorbeam inainte, ore in sir la telefon, se pare ca i s`a facut mila de mine cuiva acolo Sus , iar dorinta mi`a fost indeplinita, azi`noapte am vorbit ... chiar daca a existat si cearta aia mica.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-9095702979114511254?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/9095702979114511254/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=9095702979114511254' title='12 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/9095702979114511254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/9095702979114511254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/06/cuvinte-grele-in-noapte.html' title='Cuvinte grele ... in noapte ...'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r7V-4vVjrvw/TfDCAV4J6sI/AAAAAAAAA08/bbPiQoHX7XU/s72-c/d1f58011ee92a9e2fe407866149e3158.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-6063705864206160151</id><published>2011-06-08T19:24:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T19:45:14.128+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singuratate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>M`a sunat ... si ieri ... si azi ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JSYuR3NdA94/Te-jwK4xA6I/AAAAAAAAA00/dwAlpnB6sGk/s1600/images%2B%252813%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 219px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JSYuR3NdA94/Te-jwK4xA6I/AAAAAAAAA00/dwAlpnB6sGk/s320/images%2B%252813%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615887308305793954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Exact in momentele cand zic &lt;i style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;,, Gata ''  &lt;/i&gt;, cand zic ca fiecare isi vede de viata lui, atunci apari din nou si`mi tulburi linistea, ma faci sa`mi fie dor de tine, sa`mi fie dor de noptile petrecute cu tine ... de noptile cand faceam dragoste cu tine ... cand ma trezeam dimineata langa tine.&lt;div&gt;De ieri pana azi , mi`ai dat atatea telefoane, incat nici mie nu mi`a venit sa cred ... am ras cu tine la telefon, am glumit ... &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;si tu ai ajuns la concluzia ca am trecut usor peste, ca nu imi mai pasa deloc de noi.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhh, sufletul meu, daca ai stii tu cat imi pasa de tine, de noi ... cat as vrea sa te hotarasti ce vrei sa faci, sa incerci sa repari lucrurile, sa incerci sa faci lucrurile sa redevina asa cum au fost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aseara si azi dupa ce am vb`it cu tine, am iesit in oras ... am iesit pentru ca am simtit nevoia sa beau ceva tare , ma gandeam ca poate asa o sa ametesc si amintirile cu noi, nu doar sa ma ametesc eu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi`e dor de tine viata mea , azi mai mult ca oricand, azi te vreau mai mult ca oricand, azi as da orice sa fie totul doar un vis, din care sa ma trezesc si totul sa fie bine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Azi as vrea sa ma suni din nou si sa`mi spui ca te`ai schimbat, ca nu o sa mai faci ce`ai facut si ca vrei ca totul sa fie din nou bine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-6063705864206160151?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/6063705864206160151/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=6063705864206160151' title='10 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/6063705864206160151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/6063705864206160151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/06/ma-sunat-si-ieri-si-azi.html' title='M`a sunat ... si ieri ... si azi ...'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JSYuR3NdA94/Te-jwK4xA6I/AAAAAAAAA00/dwAlpnB6sGk/s72-c/images%2B%252813%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-8837049419014740056</id><published>2011-06-07T01:26:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T01:41:48.428+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singuratate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Intrebari'/><title type='text'>Singura ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jVVPOlYFPCM/Te1UzPNilzI/AAAAAAAAA0s/TkacIVeLxH0/s1600/mi-au-secat-cuvintele.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jVVPOlYFPCM/Te1UzPNilzI/AAAAAAAAA0s/TkacIVeLxH0/s320/mi-au-secat-cuvintele.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615237549634262834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Desi sunt inconjurata de persoane dragi ( nu multe, pentru ca strica ) , dar acele cateva care sunt langa mine ... desi tot timpul mi`au fost aproape, mai ales in ultimul timp, ma simt singura.&lt;div&gt;Ma simt coplesita , ma simt ca si cum nimeni nu m`ar intelege ... ca si cum as fi singura care vorbeste romaneste, iar restul nu inteleg limba asta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunt nopti, cum ar fi de exemplu asta, cand as vrea sa fiu in cu totul alt loc , cand as vrea sa nu stau intre aceeasi 4 pereti care probabil daca ar putea vorbii ar scrie o carte . Sunt momente in care as vrea sa fiu in alt pat ... nu in cel care am petrecut atatea momente cu&lt;i style="font-weight: bold; "&gt; el &lt;/i&gt;, atatea partide de amor, care nu as fi vrut sa se mai termine ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Degeaba m`am culcat cu altcineva ... m`am simtit bine, recunosc, ca orgasmul face bine, trece durerea de cap :)) , degeaba in fiecare dimineata cand ma trezesc imi doresc sa fie totul doar un vis si &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;tu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; sa fii langa mine in pat ... degeaba te caut in alti barbati, pentru ca niciunul dragul meu nu o sa fie ca tine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ma`ntreb ce faci in momentul asta ... ma`ntreb daca si tu te simti la fel ca mine, daca si tu iti doresti sa pleci, sa nu iti mai amintesti nimic ... sau poate acum e cineva langa tine, care`ti incalzeste patul ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-8837049419014740056?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/8837049419014740056/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=8837049419014740056' title='14 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/8837049419014740056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/8837049419014740056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/06/singura.html' title='Singura ...'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jVVPOlYFPCM/Te1UzPNilzI/AAAAAAAAA0s/TkacIVeLxH0/s72-c/mi-au-secat-cuvintele.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-2315540127330413907</id><published>2011-06-05T14:57:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T15:04:51.195+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sex'/><title type='text'>De data asta ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ZmgxnrgrFg/TetvUbYX3tI/AAAAAAAAA0k/pc_p4WYP6UU/s1600/13nl7ds.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 315px; height: 315px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ZmgxnrgrFg/TetvUbYX3tI/AAAAAAAAA0k/pc_p4WYP6UU/s320/13nl7ds.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614703757185507026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nu sunt genul de persoana care sa stea mult timp singura ...asa cum nici tu nu esti. Amanadoi acum cautam persoane care sa ne incalzeasca patul, sa ne simtim bine pret de cateva ore cel mult o noapte.&lt;div&gt;Cunoscundu`ne pe amandoi, cred ca`n momentele astea asta e lucrul cel mai bun, gata cu telefoanele, gata cu mesajele, gata cu&lt;i style="font-weight: bold; "&gt; NOI&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ne amaram viata unul altuia si nu`i bine, asa ti`am zis si aseara la telefon .. cu noi doi s`a terminat acum aproximativ 3 saptamani ... desi am mai vb`it cate`un pic, dar stim amandoi ca asta nu ne ajuta la nimic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O sa ma mint in fiecare zii ca nu te mai vreau, ca o sa treaca timpul si`o sa te inlocuiesc ...ca nu voi mai cauta in fiecare barbat atingerea ta. Acelasi lucru o sa`l faci si tu, desi stii bine ca nimeni nu o sa te iubeasca cum te iubesc eu ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De data asta am terminat`o dragul meu ... definitiv ... de data asta iti dau drumul ... cel putin sper sa reusesc sa fac lucrul asta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/iUrzicaiRLU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-2315540127330413907?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/2315540127330413907/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=2315540127330413907' title='10 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/2315540127330413907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/2315540127330413907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/06/de-data-asta.html' title='De data asta ..'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ZmgxnrgrFg/TetvUbYX3tI/AAAAAAAAA0k/pc_p4WYP6UU/s72-c/13nl7ds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-3534409937494248453</id><published>2011-06-02T19:10:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T19:13:29.350+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melodii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Chiar nu e ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wdqdI3WjqJg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;Timpul vindeca rani, dar ucide sperante !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-3534409937494248453?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/3534409937494248453/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=3534409937494248453' title='9 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/3534409937494248453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/3534409937494248453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/06/chiar-nu-e.html' title='Chiar nu e ...'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/wdqdI3WjqJg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-5910999681432024661</id><published>2011-05-31T18:28:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T19:08:33.574+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Momente ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hUjBXlAMzbY/TeUJ_BEVJhI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/-VEnJ4rsCc0/s1600/30099922_HOLXAPBGX.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 273px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hUjBXlAMzbY/TeUJ_BEVJhI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/-VEnJ4rsCc0/s320/30099922_HOLXAPBGX.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612903488810198546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunt momente cand ma uit in oglinda si`mi place ceea ce vad ... dar sunt si momente cand imi vine sa o sparg.&lt;div&gt;La fel cum sunt momente cand as vrea sa te urasc cu tot sufletul meu, sa te scot din inima mea intr`o secunda, sa las totul la o parte si sa o iau de la inceput ... dar mai sunt momente la fel ca cel de astazi cand mi`e dor de tine , cand imi lipseste fiecare particica a corpului tau .. cand te vreau din ce in ce mai mult.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am zis ca nu mai vorbesc cu tine, ca nu iti mai raspund la telefon, pana astazi cand am vb`it cu tine .. pana ti`am auzit vocea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi`e greu sa ma gandesc la fatul ca poate noaptea esti cu altcineva, ca e cineva langa tine care`ti incalzeste patul, corpul ... care te saruta si sta langa tine. Mi`e greu si scarba in acelasi timp, scarba de toate femeile care o sa treaca prin patul tau, toate femeile carora o sa le`o tragi cu gandul la mine, asa cum mie mi`e scarba de toti barbatii cu care am fost si`o sa fiu dorindu`mi sa fi tu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ma contrazic singura ... ieri speram inca la noi, desi stiu ca e prea tarziu ... astazi ... ah ... astazi nici macar nu mai sper, flacara sperantei s`a stins un pic cate`un pic ... pana a ajuns sa nu mai arda deloc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As vrea sa am puterea sa nu iti mai raspund, sa am puterea sa zic ,, GATA'' si intr`adevar sa fie asa, as vrea atunci cand ma culc cu altcineva sa nu imi mai doresc sa fi tu in locul lui ... tu cel care m`ai cunoscut cu adevarat, ai iubit fiecare particica din mine, ai mangaiat fiecare parte a corpului meu, ai sarutat`o ... dar nu pot. In fiecare ,, el '' , te vad pe tine, pentru ca &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;te iubesc&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; pe tine si nu pe ei, vreau sa fiu cu tine si nu cu ei ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-5910999681432024661?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/5910999681432024661/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=5910999681432024661' title='13 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/5910999681432024661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/5910999681432024661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/05/momente.html' title='Momente ...'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hUjBXlAMzbY/TeUJ_BEVJhI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/-VEnJ4rsCc0/s72-c/30099922_HOLXAPBGX.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-2631580991756093227</id><published>2011-05-30T02:29:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T02:44:50.880+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Prea tarziu pentru noi .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J_XXUY6abdU/TeLW_SKnqrI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/i7BNNp_yDcs/s1600/18410_cuplu_comunicare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J_XXUY6abdU/TeLW_SKnqrI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/i7BNNp_yDcs/s320/18410_cuplu_comunicare.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612284468353542834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cu fiecare zii care trece ne indepartam tot mai mult. Eu am pus punct, tu n`ai luptat, au trecut doua saptamani de cand s`a terminat totul, am sperat la noi ... inca mai sper, poate candva va mai fi ceva.&lt;br /&gt;Cu fiecare zi care trece , dorul imi mistuie tot mai tare inima ... e ca un foc care arde continuu in mine, ca o gheara care ma strange de inima in fiecare zii mai mult si mai mult si`o face sa sangereze secunda de secunda, minut de minut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vor trece femei prin patul tau care`ti vor incalzii trupul, nu si inima, stiu asta, asa cum tu stii ca si eu te voi cauta pe tine in fiecare barbat, in fiecare atingere, privire ... ma cunosti la fel de bine cum te cunosc eu pe tine.&lt;br /&gt;Stii bine ca nicio femeie nu te va accepta asa cum esti tu, cu trecutul care`l ai, cu prezentul care`l ai ... nicio femeie nu te va iubii cu adevarat cu inima, toate femeile care`ti vor trece prin pat, vor trece pentru simplul fapt ca ai bani, stii sa le minti, stii sa le vrajesti ... dar tot singur vei fi.&lt;br /&gt;Iti vei aduce aminte de mine mereu, poate nu cu dragoste peste o vreme , dar iti vei aduce aminte de mine , pentru ca nimeni nu te`a iubit ca mine, nimeni n`a fost langa tine cand toata lumea iti intorsese spatele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O sa sper la noi mereu, o sa sper tot timpul ca va mai fi o sansa pentru noi. Nu maine, nu peste o luna, nici peste doua ... candva. Pana atunci dragul meu, ma voi hranii cu amintiri, voi cauta in fiecare barbat care`mi va trece prin pat, privirea si atingerea ta ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-2631580991756093227?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/2631580991756093227/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=2631580991756093227' title='8 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/2631580991756093227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/2631580991756093227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/05/prea-tarziu-pentru-noi.html' title='Prea tarziu pentru noi .'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J_XXUY6abdU/TeLW_SKnqrI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/i7BNNp_yDcs/s72-c/18410_cuplu_comunicare.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-1279535801229977008</id><published>2011-05-28T03:37:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T04:07:02.124+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sex'/><title type='text'>Am crezut.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xvUyJIN18W0/TeBHPWbLihI/AAAAAAAAA0A/Fl5fRAaWkys/s1600/prea-triste-visele-imi-sunt-2077-l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xvUyJIN18W0/TeBHPWbLihI/AAAAAAAAA0A/Fl5fRAaWkys/s320/prea-triste-visele-imi-sunt-2077-l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611563464746830354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Am crezut ca daca mi`o voi trage cu altcineva, voi reusii sa alung o parte din amintiri, voi reusii sa uit ..&lt;br /&gt;Nu pot descrie ce simt in momentul asta, de ce e ceasul 3:53 si eu inca nu dorm, stau cu tigarea`n mana, laptopul in fata si scriu inca o data despre tine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;De ce simt ca te`am inselat ?&lt;/span&gt; De ce, ma simt vinovata ca am facut ce`am facut ?! De ce acum imi doresc sa nu o fi facut`o ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poate in fiecare zii o sa`mi treaca un barbat prin pat, mi`am pierdut respectul si fata de mine si fata de ei. Pana la urma de ce am nevoie de`un barbat in viata mea ? Doar sa ma fut cu el si atat .. ca la sfaristul zilei cand pun capul pe perna indiferent orice`as face nu sunt multumita, nu sunt fericita, lacrimi fierbinti cad pe perna care mi`a fost alaturi in atatea momente grele, fericite ...&lt;br /&gt;Am momente cand vreau sa te urasc , poate asa va trece totul mai repede, dar si momente cand te`as primii inapoi in viata mea cu bratele deschise, momente cand m`as lasa dusa de val in bratele tale ... momente cand as vrea sa ma trezesc din nou langa tine, sa`mi zici ,, buna dimineata'' si sa`mi pui un sarut usor pe buze .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar stim amandoi ca asta nu se va mai intampla , tu iti reiei vechea viata, masca cu care te stiau toti, iar eu ... eu, in momentele cand o sa ma dezbrac de haine, o sa ma dezbrac si de caracter.&lt;br /&gt;Dupa o saptamana azi am vb`it din nou ... am vb`it, ca m`ai sunat de pe alt numar, ma cunosti bine, stiai ca dupa ultimul mesaj nu o sa te mai sun, nu o sa`ti mai raspund la telefon, asa ca te`ai  decis sa ma suni de pe alt numar ...&lt;br /&gt;Ti`a parut rau sa termini conversatia, ti`a parut rau sa inchizi telefonul ... ti`e dor de mine, stiu, asa cum si stu stii ca si mie mi`e dor de tine ... asa cum amandoi stim ca vor trece multe femei prin patul tau, asa cum vor trece multi barbati si prin patul meu ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;dar la final amandoi vom fi la fel de singuri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-1279535801229977008?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/1279535801229977008/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=1279535801229977008' title='8 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/1279535801229977008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/1279535801229977008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/05/am-crezut.html' title='Am crezut.'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xvUyJIN18W0/TeBHPWbLihI/AAAAAAAAA0A/Fl5fRAaWkys/s72-c/prea-triste-visele-imi-sunt-2077-l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-5374118172865682136</id><published>2011-05-27T21:22:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T21:41:52.484+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Schimbari'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sex'/><title type='text'>M`am culcat cu el , cu gandul la tine :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PXgTbrkvMGI/Td_sQqO4TxI/AAAAAAAAAzk/TdrzR1e7d-0/s1600/2931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PXgTbrkvMGI/Td_sQqO4TxI/AAAAAAAAAzk/TdrzR1e7d-0/s320/2931.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611463431685689106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da, am facut`o ... m`am culcat cu el cu gandul la tine. Am lasat alte maini sa ma atinga, alte buze sa ma sarute, alte soapte la ureche ... l`am lasat sa mi`o traga dorindu`mi sa fi tu.&lt;br /&gt;Am spus numele &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tau&lt;/span&gt; in momentul cand eram cu el in pat, ma uitam la tine si`l vedeam pe &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;el &lt;/span&gt;, imi doream sa fie el cel care ma atinge, ma saruta ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In momentul in care am zis numele lui, a tacut, n`a mai zis nimic ... aproximativ 10 secunde nu s`a miscat, dupa s`a pus langa mine, m`a pupat pe frunte si mi`a zis :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;,, O sa trecem noi si peste asta,  nu sunt suparat pe tine ca s`a intamplat lucrul asta, o sa te fac sa`l uiti, sa iti fie bine. Acum te rog intoarce`te sa te iau in brate, lasa`ma sa te fac sa te simti iubita si`n siguranta .''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;In secunda doi, dupa ce mi`a zis treaba asta, m`am ridicat din pat, mi`am aprins o tigara, mi`am turnat in pahar si am incercat sa am o discutie cu el.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Intre noi doi, mai mult decat sex nu o sa fie niciodata. Ti`am explicat asta si inainte, dar daca e nevoie iti explic si acum. Ne`o tragem, ne simtim bine si atat, dupa asta fiecare cu treaba lui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Eu nu vreau doar asta Andreea, eu te vreau pe tine cu totul ... vreau inima si sufletul tau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Nu vrei nimic. Ai de la mine tot ce`ti trebuie, mai mult d`atat n`ai nevoie .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- O sa te fac sa`l uiti si sa vrei sa fiu eu in locul lui de fiecare data, ai sa vezi. Imi doresc lucrul asta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Niciodata, nici tu, nici altcineva nu o sa`i ia locul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-5374118172865682136?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/5374118172865682136/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=5374118172865682136' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/5374118172865682136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/5374118172865682136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/05/mam-culcat-cu-el-cu-gandul-la-tine.html' title='M`am culcat cu el , cu gandul la tine :)'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PXgTbrkvMGI/Td_sQqO4TxI/AAAAAAAAAzk/TdrzR1e7d-0/s72-c/2931.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-708965651716367294</id><published>2011-05-27T17:04:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T17:09:55.972+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revenire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Probleme'/><title type='text'>Finally !</title><content type='html'>Nu mi`a mers blog`ul cateva zile, acum am revenit alaturi de voi. Un weekend frumos tuturor !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-708965651716367294?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/708965651716367294/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=708965651716367294' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/708965651716367294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/708965651716367294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/05/finally.html' title='Finally !'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-1067262861078570715</id><published>2011-05-22T22:16:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T22:40:09.219+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Schimbari'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Cerc .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qs7ZWbfuELY/TdlkdtIOXPI/AAAAAAAAAzU/wjonxdk6G-U/s1600/femeie.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 249px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qs7ZWbfuELY/TdlkdtIOXPI/AAAAAAAAAzU/wjonxdk6G-U/s320/femeie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609625272359738610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ma invart in acelasi cerc vicios ... aceleasi amintiri se`nvart in capul meu, aceleasi atingeri de care niciodata nu o sa mai am parte ... cel putin de la el. Altele vor mai fi ... fiecare diferite , atingerile altor barbati ... la care nu vreau sa ma gandesc deocamdata.&lt;div&gt;Aseara am iesit ... cu niste colegi de la facultate, am facut o mica excursie, drept sa spun,mi`a prins bine. Am ras, m`am simtit bine, desi gandul de la el, nu mi l`am luat nicio clipa .. as mintii sa spun ca nu m`am mai gandit la el.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Azi ... i`am trimis un mesaj, nimic, niciun semn n`am primit. Stiam ca e genul de om care tine totul in el, care nu`si exteriorizeaza sentimentele, care`n momentul cand isi pune masca de barbat dur, nimic nu trece dincolo de ea, dar nu ma gandeam ca nu va da un semn, un mesaj, un telefon ... orice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dar asta m`a ajutat .. azi zic &lt;b&gt;STOP  &lt;/b&gt;, nimic nu va mai vedea de la mine, chiar daca o sa`mi manc sufletul in mine, chiar daca o sa ma cert cu mine de fiecare data, dar nu ... nu mai vreau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O parte din mine tot timpul il va astepta, va spera ca va fi bine candva ... dar acest ,, candva '', pare fara de sfarsit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-1067262861078570715?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/1067262861078570715/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=1067262861078570715' title='15 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/1067262861078570715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/1067262861078570715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/05/cerc.html' title='Cerc .'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qs7ZWbfuELY/TdlkdtIOXPI/AAAAAAAAAzU/wjonxdk6G-U/s72-c/femeie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-3879719985213397201</id><published>2011-05-21T17:06:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T17:18:19.784+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confuzie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Lasa`ma`n pace ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xtqc5xxh-wA/TdfHqMoQJKI/AAAAAAAAAzM/VXeiA98taWw/s1600/41795_t14.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xtqc5xxh-wA/TdfHqMoQJKI/AAAAAAAAAzM/VXeiA98taWw/s320/41795_t14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609171388671730850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Azi am fost sa beau o cafea`n oras, singura. Asa linistita stateam, pana a venit cineva la masa. Eram absenta, priveam in ceasca de cafea, si dintr`o data vad o umbra. Ridic capul, o cunostiinta.&lt;div&gt;S`a asezat la masa, fara sa`i zic eu ceva, si`a comandat si el tot o cafea si am inceput sa stam de vorba.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;El: Ce mai faci tu Andreea? Cat timp a trecut de cand nu te`am vazut ... te`ai mai schimbat.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu: Mda .. asa tare m`am schimbat ca nici mie nu`mi vine sa cred.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;El: Si, ai pe cineva, sau esti singura ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In momentul ala imi venea sa iau ceasca de cafea si sa`i fut una`n cap, sa`i zic sa plece si sa ma lase dracu`n pace cu gandurile mele.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu: Sunt singura ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;El: I`auzi ce frumos, pai diseara iesim la un suc , ceva ? Sa`ti fac cunostiinta cu un prieten de`al meu, e tare de treaba tipul.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu: Nu merci, nu`mi trebuie.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;El: Hmm .. de ce ? Sa nu`mi spui ca suferi.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu: Ba da, sufar, imi ling ranile ca un caine, imi plang de mila. Multumit ? Acum ma lasi dracu`n pace?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;El: Da` chiar te`ai schimbat. Ce dracu` ai ajuns sa suferi din cauza unei deceptii din dragoste ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu: Bai nene da` esti turc ? N`auzi sa ma lasi in pace? Da, am ajuns sa sufar din cauza unei deceptii, am ajuns sa ma uit in oglinda si sa`mi vina sa o sparg. Vreau sa fiu singura, nu`mi trebuie niciun purtator de pula in jurul meu, ce mama dracu` e atat de greu de inteles ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;El: Hai ca te las, vad ca n`ai chef de`o conversatie civilizata. O sa ramai singura, nimeni nu o sa mai vrea sa stea pe langa tine in ritmul asta, stai si plange`ti de mila daca asta te face sa te simti mai bine.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si a plecat. Bai frate, nu poate omu` sa`si bea linistit cafeaua ca tre` sa`l futa cineva la melodie. Auzi bai nene, sa`mi faca cunostiinta cu un prieten, da` eu ce plm sunt chioara? Daca vreau sa`mi gasesc pe cineva, nu pot ? E atat de greu sa`ntelegi ca nu vreau pe nimeni ? Daca nu o sa mai pot sta nefututa, o sa dau un telefon, o sa vina cineva, o sa mi`o trag cu el si gata.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-3879719985213397201?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/3879719985213397201/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=3879719985213397201' title='9 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/3879719985213397201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/3879719985213397201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/05/lasaman-pace.html' title='Lasa`ma`n pace ...'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xtqc5xxh-wA/TdfHqMoQJKI/AAAAAAAAAzM/VXeiA98taWw/s72-c/41795_t14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-9074462345185332476</id><published>2011-05-21T03:04:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T03:17:37.713+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confuzie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ganduri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Inca ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lpxw9Q3bNJY/TdcBnjJMIyI/AAAAAAAAAzE/ahYZ8XMoR5A/s1600/2543461.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lpxw9Q3bNJY/TdcBnjJMIyI/AAAAAAAAAzE/ahYZ8XMoR5A/s320/2543461.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608953639873553186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Inca simt parfumul lui in pielea mea .. inca`i simt prezenta ca si cum in fiecare zi e langa mine si ma urmareste, inca ma intreb de ce nu pot sa`mi sterg totul din inima si minte daca m`a mintit ? Desi i`am dat tot ce`a fost mai bun in mine, i`am dat sufletul si inima, el m`a mintit ? De ce mi`a zis ca m`a mintit pentru ca nu voia sa sufar si pentru ca stia ca o sa ma piarda si`a vrut sa ma mai aiba inca o perioada langa el ?&lt;div&gt;De ce , desi s`a purtat asa si`a fost un nemernic, nu suport sa aud pe cineva ca vorbeste urat de el ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am fost plecata zilele astea, am incercat sa`mi eliberez mintea, sa`i ofer sufletului un pic de liniste, sa incerc sa`mi sterg amprenta lui de pe inima, sa distrug imaginea lui din mintea mea .. si ce am reusit din toate astea ? &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;NIMIC&lt;/b&gt; !!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In seara asta ma uitam la un film, incercam sa`mi ocup mintea cu ceva .. pana suna telefonul , era&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; el.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;El: Ce faci ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu: Ma uit la un film, tu ce faci ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;El: Uite ce sa fac, doar ce`am terminat treaba, si acum stateam in pat si m`am gandit sa te sun sa mai vb`im. Sper ca nu te`am deranjat ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu: Uhm .. nu. Ma bucur ca m`ai sunat.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;El: Andreea, mi`e greu sa renunt la tine, la noi ... desi poate pauza asta ne prinde bine.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu: Trebuia sa te gandesti la asta inainte sa ma minti, puteai orice altceva sa faci stii bine, dar nu sa ma minti cu asa ceva. Iar asta nu e o pauza ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;El: Mda .. se pare ca degeaba incerc.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu: Nu are rost, hai ca vb`im alta data. Noapte buna.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;El: Da, se pare ca nu mai are niciun rost. Noapte buna si tie.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inca o data am simtit cum se rupe sufletu`n mine, cum se deschide o gaura mare`n pamant si eu ma afund in ea cu totul. O liniste apasatoare s`a lasat, am uitat de film, am uitat de tot ... aveam in cap o singura imagine. Cum el sta`n pat cu telefonul in mana .. si se uita`n gol. Il cunosc .. atat de bine, incat parca as fi fost langa el urmarindu`l ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-9074462345185332476?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/9074462345185332476/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=9074462345185332476' title='8 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/9074462345185332476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/9074462345185332476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/05/inca.html' title='Inca ..'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lpxw9Q3bNJY/TdcBnjJMIyI/AAAAAAAAAzE/ahYZ8XMoR5A/s72-c/2543461.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-1445022784594052842</id><published>2011-05-18T00:15:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T00:25:52.767+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Noapte critica :|</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2la47UyojLo/TdLl5_jY_SI/AAAAAAAAAy8/abKWKtaTkTw/s1600/64193.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2la47UyojLo/TdLl5_jY_SI/AAAAAAAAAy8/abKWKtaTkTw/s320/64193.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607797270504865058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Azi`noapte mi`am vazut moartea cu ochii. Am plecat d`acasa cu gandul sa beau pana uit tot, pana nu mai stiu nimic de nimeni , si mi s`a indeplinit dorinta. Am baut pana mi`a venit rau, pana cand in mintea mea nu mai era nimic, decat&lt;b&gt; el &lt;/b&gt;, decat faptul ca din cauza lui sunt asa, din cauza lui am ajuns sa`mi fie rau in fiecare zii si`n fiecare noapte.&lt;div&gt;Din cauza lui am ajuns sa pun capu` pe perna si sa ma gandesc ca orice as face tot singura sunt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu credeam vreodata ca o sa ajung in halul asta, chiar mi`am pierdut respectul de sine si nu numai si respectul fata de ceilalti. Nu ma mai intereseaza nimic, nu ma mai intereseaza ca in fiecare zii sunt beata, ca am o facultate de terminat, ca am oameni pe langa mine care vor sa ma ajute. Nu, pe mine tot ce ma intereseaza e sa ingrop cat mai mult sentimentele care le am, sa plec cat mai departe de tot, sa ma rup de absolut tot ce`i aici.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ai rupt sufletul in mine si dupa m`ai lasat sa adun bucatile sa incerc sa`l lipesc, dar jumtate din el tot timpul va fi la mine. Dar iti promit, ca niciodata nu o sa ma mai gandesc la jumatatea aia, sa ramana la tine si sa faci ce vrei cu ea, dar de azi`noapte s`a terminat definitiv cu noi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M`ai distrus cu totul ... m`ai facut sa ma uit in oglinda si sa nu mai vad nimic ... m`ai facut sa realizez ca &lt;b&gt;iubirea nu exista , &lt;/b&gt;ca sentimentul ala frumos e ceva trecator menit doar sa distruga oameni, caractere si suflete.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-1445022784594052842?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/1445022784594052842/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=1445022784594052842' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/1445022784594052842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/1445022784594052842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/05/noapte-critica.html' title='Noapte critica :|'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2la47UyojLo/TdLl5_jY_SI/AAAAAAAAAy8/abKWKtaTkTw/s72-c/64193.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-311254954889589093</id><published>2011-05-15T22:12:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T22:15:43.589+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Intrebare .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M--101jeihE/TdAlxwaUqBI/AAAAAAAAAy0/jwDljWbtvRc/s1600/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M--101jeihE/TdAlxwaUqBI/AAAAAAAAAy0/jwDljWbtvRc/s320/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607023072815392786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In seara asta m`a intrebat un prieten foarte bun, cam pe unde mi`am pierdut respectul de sine ? As vrea sa am un raspuns la aceasta intrebare, dar din nefericire nu am, probabil pe fundul paharului :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-311254954889589093?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/311254954889589093/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=311254954889589093' title='16 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/311254954889589093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/311254954889589093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/05/intrebare.html' title='Intrebare .'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M--101jeihE/TdAlxwaUqBI/AAAAAAAAAy0/jwDljWbtvRc/s72-c/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-8123409692117449718</id><published>2011-05-13T21:31:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T21:52:34.075+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confuzie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Inca o luna ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YAVdqhZbCww/Tc15DLakk3I/AAAAAAAAAys/xZOXoquOhzc/s1600/Clock_by_Panka2009.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YAVdqhZbCww/Tc15DLakk3I/AAAAAAAAAys/xZOXoquOhzc/s320/Clock_by_Panka2009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606270206656942962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tic`Tac , Tic`Tac . In fiecare secunda sunetul ceasului imi aminteste ca mai am o luna si plec, o sa ma rup de tot si toate o perioada. O sa ma rup de Romania ... nu doar de orasul in care am trait cea mai frumoasa poveste de dragoate, in care am experimentat cele mai frumoase sentimente ... in care am facut dragoste cu el pana ajungeam sa ating Cerul.&lt;div&gt;Cred ca e cea mai buna decizie pe care puteam sa o iau si nu neaparat pentru ca vreau sa fug de el ... nuuuuuu, vreau sa ma regasesc pe mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O sa`mi fie greu, pentru ca el o sa fie aici, eu o sa fiu acolo, dar dorul, durerea, in fiecare zi o sa`mi aminteasca de el. In visele mele o sa fiu cu el, parfumul lui a ramas bine impregnat in pielea mea, amprenta lui e bine pusa pe sufletul meu si acolo o sa ramana idiferent cat timp va trece.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In ultimele 4 zile, cred ca am dormit aproximativ 10 ore, m`am intoxicat de tutun si alcool. Camera mea arata la fel ca sufletul meu, dezastruoasa. In timp ce stateam si`mi beam cafeaua azi`dimineata in jur de ora 8:00, suna telefonul. M`a sunat el ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Buna dimineata !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Neatza !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Ce faci Andreea ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Bine, beau cafeaua. Tu ce faci ? Cum esti ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Pai .. am fost un pic in oras, ca am avut ceva probleme de rezolvat si acum ma indrept spre casa. De ce nu mi`ai mai dat niciun telefon Andreea ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Pentru ca nu am vrut sa te deranjez, m`am gandit ca poate ai treaba.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Niciodata nu ma deranjezi sufletul meu. Andreea, mi`e greu sa renunt la tine ... gandeste`te bine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Vorbim mai tarziu, am treaba.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si`am inchis ...  mi`am turnat un pahar de angelli, ca altceva nu mai am, si l`am baut dintr`o inghititura . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In seara asta plec in oras ... cred ca vreau sa mai beau si pe altundeva, nu doar p`acasa. Mi`e scarba in momentul cand vad un barbat ca se apropie de mine ... nimeni nu e ca el, nimeni nu se uita la mine ca el, nimeni nu vorbeste cu mine ca el.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inca putin si plec departe de tot ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-8123409692117449718?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/8123409692117449718/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=8123409692117449718' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/8123409692117449718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/8123409692117449718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/05/inca-o-luna.html' title='Inca o luna ...'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YAVdqhZbCww/Tc15DLakk3I/AAAAAAAAAys/xZOXoquOhzc/s72-c/Clock_by_Panka2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-6440744147283816134</id><published>2011-05-12T18:23:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T23:33:50.183+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Schimbari'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Plec...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1VmEHBmpDgM/Tcv7jJrWprI/AAAAAAAAAyk/jkDMcmNF6lk/s1600/54RQKHM5UIM9.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1VmEHBmpDgM/Tcv7jJrWprI/AAAAAAAAAyk/jkDMcmNF6lk/s320/54RQKHM5UIM9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605850742504466098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nu mai pot sa stau aici, prea multe amintiri, prea multe momente frumoase. Nimeni niciodata nu m`a facut sa vreau sa iau decizia asta vreodata, pentru ca niciodata nimic nu m`a durut atat de tare cum ma doare faptul ca nu`l mai a langa mine. Simt ca ma sufoc , ca n`am aer ... nu mai pot asa. Totul imi aminteste de el, orasul, camera mea, toata casa . M`am saturat de 3 zile sa beau continuu, sa pun capu` pe perna si sa plang pana nu mai stiu de mine. M`am saturat sa ma gandesc la el, sa simt cum in fiecare zii se rupe sufletul in mine mai mult si mai mult. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ma sufoc, totul e atat de greu .. parca as avea o greutate care`mi apasa sufletul, parca o gaura mare s`ar fi deschis in pieptul meu si ma doare din ce in ce mai tare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dar durerea e singurul lucru care imi arata ca el a existat in viata mea si pot sa spun si acum si peste 1 an si peste 10, ca fost cea mai frumoasa perioada din viata mea si asa o sa ramana. L`am iubit si`l iubesc din tot sufletul chiar daca s`a terminat, el o sa ramana mereu in inima mea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Asa ca dragii mei, inca 1 luna o sa mai raman alaturi de voi, dupa o sa plec. Nu mai pot sa raman aici, nu mai sa risc sa merg in oras si poate sa ma intalnesc cu el. Nu pot, e peste puterile mele, nu sunt atat de puternica. Am fost odata ... s`a terminat cu asta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-6440744147283816134?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/6440744147283816134/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=6440744147283816134' title='8 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/6440744147283816134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/6440744147283816134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/05/plec.html' title='Plec...'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1VmEHBmpDgM/Tcv7jJrWprI/AAAAAAAAAyk/jkDMcmNF6lk/s72-c/54RQKHM5UIM9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-8994343167590371995</id><published>2011-05-11T15:23:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T15:33:47.266+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Schimbari'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Ma doare ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iCY-pqAwZ1s/Tcp_3LrNzEI/AAAAAAAAAyc/gWdHvXoeXIw/s1600/femeie.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 249px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iCY-pqAwZ1s/Tcp_3LrNzEI/AAAAAAAAAyc/gWdHvXoeXIw/s320/femeie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605433272219585602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Azi`noapte dupa ce mi`am luat ce aveam nevoie, m`am plimbat pana acasa prin ploaie. Am ajuns, m`am schimbat .. si stateam in fata ferestrei cu tigara`n mana si paharul langa mine. Ma durea sufletul atat de tare incat simteam ca nu mai am aer. Ma uitam prin camera, care acum pare pustie fara el, patul pare mai mare ca niciodata, totul in camera asta imi aminteste de el.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prea multe amintiri, prea multa durere intre cei 4 pereti, prea mult miros de fum, de alcool ... suna telefonul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;-Ce faci ? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;-Bine ... tu ce faci ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;-Nimic, te`am sunat sa vad ce faci si daca esti bine. Te pup Andreea, noapte buna.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si a inchis. Si linistea din nou s`a lasat ... si eu simt cum sufletul meu moare incet`incet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-8994343167590371995?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/8994343167590371995/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=8994343167590371995' title='14 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/8994343167590371995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/8994343167590371995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/05/ma-doare.html' title='Ma doare ..'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iCY-pqAwZ1s/Tcp_3LrNzEI/AAAAAAAAAyc/gWdHvXoeXIw/s72-c/femeie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-3570803968363266645</id><published>2011-05-10T21:01:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T21:12:58.687+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confuzie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ganduri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Schimbari'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Singuratate ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l9R50WJo9Gw/TcmAEn2_r-I/AAAAAAAAAyU/jLOC6A1mvsk/s1600/beachbeautyblackandwhitegirlphotographysexy-1654a47f0aea5ee744590e83a9b9dfb2_h.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l9R50WJo9Gw/TcmAEn2_r-I/AAAAAAAAAyU/jLOC6A1mvsk/s320/beachbeautyblackandwhitegirlphotographysexy-1654a47f0aea5ee744590e83a9b9dfb2_h.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605152028146773986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma simt atat de singura intre nenorocitii astia de pereti, nu stiu ce se aude mai tare, ploaia sau suspinele mele ...sunt nedormita de aproximativ 24 de ore, cu 3 pachete de tigari fumate, sticla de Ballentine`s langa mine, si sufletul meu facut praf.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imi pare rau ca mi`am permis sa cred ca de data asta o sa fie bine, ca mi`am permis sa cred ca e bine sa fiu optimista, ca pana la urma o sa fie bine si`o sa iasa soarele si pe strada mea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pai de unde pula mea atat soare si bine bai nene !? De unde sa`mi permit eu sa cred ca o sa fie bine !? Eu, tocmai eu, aia care de fiecare data cand incerca cineva sa se apropie mai mult de ea, disparea ca nu o interesa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Iar cand mi`am permis ... cand mi`am dat sufletul si inima cuiva, si nu regret ca am facut`o, am trait cele mai puternice sentimente , am simtit cum e cu adevarat sa iubesti, cum e sa iti simti trupul vibrand la atingerea cuiva ... cum e sa te trezesti zii de zii langa el, sa te trezesti zii de zii, crezand ca va fi bine .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dar, D`Zeu, s`a jucat din nou cu mine si cand imi era lumea mai draga mi`a dat o palma sa ma trezeasca din visul meu frumos si sa`mi spuna ca realitatea ma asteapta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Multumesc Doammne, mi`ai facut cel mai mare bine, mi`ai arata ca`n viata nimic nu e bun, sanatos, corect si ca totul se termina asa cum a inceput.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mi`e dor ...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-3570803968363266645?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/3570803968363266645/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=3570803968363266645' title='11 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/3570803968363266645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/3570803968363266645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/05/singuratate.html' title='Singuratate ..'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l9R50WJo9Gw/TcmAEn2_r-I/AAAAAAAAAyU/jLOC6A1mvsk/s72-c/beachbeautyblackandwhitegirlphotographysexy-1654a47f0aea5ee744590e83a9b9dfb2_h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-4769823383368603914</id><published>2011-05-10T02:58:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T03:10:43.052+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ganduri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><title type='text'>Sfarsit !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AQEhvkEBfnQ/TciAexsYlnI/AAAAAAAAAyM/PgrqD-WlC2w/s1600/suferinta.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AQEhvkEBfnQ/TciAexsYlnI/AAAAAAAAAyM/PgrqD-WlC2w/s320/suferinta.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604871002486511218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Orice inceput are si un sfarsit. Al meu a fost in seara asta, la fel cum a inceput ... frumos si linistit. L`am iubit si il iubesc din tot sufletul, dar se pare ca cine a spus vorba &lt;b&gt;,, nimic nu tine la nesfarsit '' , &lt;/b&gt;a avut dreptate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-4769823383368603914?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/4769823383368603914/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=4769823383368603914' title='9 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/4769823383368603914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/4769823383368603914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/05/sfarsit.html' title='Sfarsit !!'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AQEhvkEBfnQ/TciAexsYlnI/AAAAAAAAAyM/PgrqD-WlC2w/s72-c/suferinta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-3268185360410777258</id><published>2011-05-07T18:16:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T18:20:51.743+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confuzie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ganduri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neincredere'/><title type='text'>Aseara</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UsjiiJ73EOA/TcVifGqsTOI/AAAAAAAAAyE/MFTNbdRiW_I/s1600/fum-shutterstock.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UsjiiJ73EOA/TcVifGqsTOI/AAAAAAAAAyE/MFTNbdRiW_I/s320/fum-shutterstock.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603993597837593826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Am fumat 2 pachete de tigari, se facuse un fum la mine`n camera de`l taiai cu cutitul. In timp ce ma gandeam la tot ce se`ntampla in jurul meu, mi`am amintit de`o piesa si de niste vorbe de`ale mamei.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;b&gt;,, Uneori persoana de langa noi, nu ne spune anumite lucruri pentru a nu ne rani, pentru a nu ne face rau, nu neaparat ca vor sa ne minta sau sa ne faca sa ne pierdem increderea. Eu nu cred ca el te`a mintit cu scopul asta, eu cred ca el a vrut sa te scuteasca de`o suferinta ! ''&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oare !? Si acum piesa de care ziceam mai sus . Un weekend frumos dragii mei !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/V_Q3AhPaZBY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-3268185360410777258?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/3268185360410777258/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=3268185360410777258' title='7 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/3268185360410777258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/3268185360410777258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/05/aseara.html' title='Aseara'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UsjiiJ73EOA/TcVifGqsTOI/AAAAAAAAAyE/MFTNbdRiW_I/s72-c/fum-shutterstock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-1896262175729892442</id><published>2011-05-07T01:00:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T01:55:13.769+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ganduri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BkVwsa6r0ww/TcRwYOhqYWI/AAAAAAAAAx8/iLCOT860Wzo/s1600/jhgkjghj.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 183px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BkVwsa6r0ww/TcRwYOhqYWI/AAAAAAAAAx8/iLCOT860Wzo/s320/jhgkjghj.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603727397874196834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nu mai cred in nimic ... am invatat sa ma ascund dupa deget si sa ma prefac ca totul e ok !&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Am invatat sa zambesc, cu toate ca sufletul mi`e trist ... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-1896262175729892442?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/1896262175729892442/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=1896262175729892442' title='11 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/1896262175729892442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/1896262175729892442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post_07.html' title='...'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BkVwsa6r0ww/TcRwYOhqYWI/AAAAAAAAAx8/iLCOT860Wzo/s72-c/jhgkjghj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-7482092813790493990</id><published>2011-05-06T00:53:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T00:56:51.657+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Beastly ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Neo6W1f7hyY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu pot decat sa zic :&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; ,,Love changes everything ! ''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-7482092813790493990?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/7482092813790493990/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=7482092813790493990' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/7482092813790493990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/7482092813790493990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/05/beastly.html' title='Beastly ...'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Neo6W1f7hyY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-5798732642100927156</id><published>2011-05-03T22:00:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T22:48:20.098+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Prima noapte ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LCrMzgfYDeQ/TcBbseVkwDI/AAAAAAAAAxc/YZuyxP9QUuM/s1600/poze_indragostiti_09-204x300.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 204px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LCrMzgfYDeQ/TcBbseVkwDI/AAAAAAAAAxc/YZuyxP9QUuM/s320/poze_indragostiti_09-204x300.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602578756064821298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voiam doar sa pun piesa si atat, dar parca nu ma lasa sufletul sa nu spun nimic. Ma gandeam astazi la &lt;b&gt;prima noapte &lt;/b&gt;, intr`o noapte friguroasa de ianuarie ... cand am simtit pentru prima data mangaierea lui, sarutul lui pe pielea mea ... respiratia lui , cand am simtit pana`n adancul  sufletului ca este al meu. Nu stiam ce va fi a doua zi, nu stiam daca va mai fi ceva de fapt , nu stiam cat voi avea de luptat, nu stiam ca ma va dezamagii ... nu stiam ca voi trecea atatea cu vederea.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Totul a inceput cu o discutie .... imi amintesc si acum fiecare cuvant, fiecare atingere, fiecare zambet, fiecare sclipire din ochii nostrii. Nu`mi vine sa cred ca dupa atata timp, cand imi amintesc de asta, simt un gol in stomac, simt furnicaturi in tot corpul, am simtit in acea noapte ca pentru prima data`n viata mea am facut dragoste, ca el e primul barbat din viata mea. Tot ce facusem inainte, tot ce facuse inainte .. totul , absolut totul fusese sters cu buretele, nimic nu mai conta, nimic nu mai era`n jurul nostru, doar noi doi si canapeaua. Restul lumii disparuse, in acea noapte a fost inceputul a tot ceea ce este acum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;O noapte oarecare ... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M`a atins timid prima data, mie .. ah ... mie imi era teama sa ma uit in ochii lui, ma uitam doar cum mana lui, imi dadea la o parte parul de pe umeri, cum ma saruta incet ( parca sa nu`mi faca rau ) pe gat, cum mi`a scos bluza si mi`a desfacut sutientul ... si m`a intins pe pat. Mi`a ridicat capul, si m`a fixat cu privirea: ,, &lt;b&gt;Esti sigura ca vrei asta ? Nu vreau sa`ti fac rau ... stii ca oricand ne putem oprii ''. &lt;/b&gt;Totul in jurul meu tipa ca vrea, fiecare particia a corpului meu, voia, il voia pe &lt;b&gt;EL &lt;/b&gt;, dar nu am reusit sa spun decat ,, &lt;b&gt;Da''.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;S`a ridicat incet, mi`a dat pantalonii jos ... si`a dat jos tricoul, si`a dus mana la curea ... l`am oprit. I`am deschis eu cureaua, i`am dat eu jos pantalnii, voiam sa`l simt cu totul, voiam sa simt ca e langa mine ca e al meu, ca nu visez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;S`a asezat peste mine .. atat de`ncet, atat de tandru ... in noaptea aia am simtit ca urc dincolo de Ceruri, ca nu o sa mai cobor niciodata d`acolo, in noaptea aia ... ah .. prima noapte in care i`am simtit caldura corpului, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;din noaptea aia am simtit ca`l iubesc cu toata fiinta mea.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ubiGLpc8sAE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-5798732642100927156?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/5798732642100927156/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=5798732642100927156' title='11 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/5798732642100927156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/5798732642100927156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/05/fara-cuvinte.html' title='Prima noapte ...'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LCrMzgfYDeQ/TcBbseVkwDI/AAAAAAAAAxc/YZuyxP9QUuM/s72-c/poze_indragostiti_09-204x300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-1827218977010729587</id><published>2011-05-02T03:11:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T03:23:53.485+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ganduri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Plimbare nocturna ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gz2rxlf9gqk/Tb34BDiteDI/AAAAAAAAAxM/PB_D0AwTjTc/s1600/femeie%2Bin%2Bploaie.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gz2rxlf9gqk/Tb34BDiteDI/AAAAAAAAAxM/PB_D0AwTjTc/s320/femeie%2Bin%2Bploaie.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601906208533215282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3:18 doar ce`am ajuns acasa, ploua teribil afara. M`am plimbat prin ploaie , incet , singura si m`am simtit bine. M`am gandit la tot ce s`a intamplat in ultimul timp, la tot ce se`ntampla si acum ... m`am linistit. In noaptea asta singuratatea mi`a prins bine, ploaie mi`a facut bine ... tigarile care le`am avut cu mine si`am avut norocul sa nu se ude, mi`au prins extraordinar de bine.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In noaptea asta am fost acompaniata de sunetul ploii ... si de linistea din jurul meu. In noaptea asta am fost doar &lt;b&gt;eu cu mine &lt;/b&gt;, fara nimeni altcineva si`a fost bine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In noaptea asta mi`am dat seama ca am luat decizia corecta , ca am facut bine ca nu am lasat totul balta. Am sa lupt si`am sa trec peste tot , indiferent cata durere`mi va provoca, pentru ca &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;am de parcurs un drum al dracului de lung !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-1827218977010729587?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/1827218977010729587/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=1827218977010729587' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/1827218977010729587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/1827218977010729587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/05/plimbare-nocturna.html' title='Plimbare nocturna ..'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gz2rxlf9gqk/Tb34BDiteDI/AAAAAAAAAxM/PB_D0AwTjTc/s72-c/femeie%2Bin%2Bploaie.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-5996573480726810469</id><published>2011-05-01T17:34:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T17:38:57.936+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melodii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muzica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>Tot timpul mi`a placut cum canta Celine Dion, dar aceasta piesa a reusit sa`mi intre la suflet definitiv si irevocabil !&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4WXx0YoEpKs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-5996573480726810469?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/5996573480726810469/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=5996573480726810469' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/5996573480726810469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/5996573480726810469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/4WXx0YoEpKs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-2462967302796398012</id><published>2011-04-28T15:30:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T15:39:03.305+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ganduri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>M`am hotarat !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IWQPzozkiRI/TbleIK-u70I/AAAAAAAAAxE/h4fbCzl2ZZs/s1600/2684.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IWQPzozkiRI/TbleIK-u70I/AAAAAAAAAxE/h4fbCzl2ZZs/s320/2684.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600611106091364162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nu renunt, orice ar fi ! Am stat, m`am gandit ... si o sa continui sa`l iubesc si sa`l las sa ma iubeasca indiferent prin greutatile prin care o sa trecem. M`a dezamagit, ok, am mai trecut eu prin altele mai grele , o sa trec si de asta.&lt;div&gt;Indiferent de dezamagirea care mi`a produs`o ... a fost langa mine tot timpul, nu m`a lasat singura , mi`a fost alaturi pur si simplu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aseara am avut,, reuniune" ... a venit la mine cu ai lui ... am stat toti , a fost o intalnire placuta`n familie, am vb`it, ne`am distrat ... ne`am uitat la filme.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E placut sa`l stiu langa mine, e placut sa`i stiu si pe`ai lui langa mine ... ma simt bine cand vad ca si ai mei se simt bine in prezenta lor. Am lasat tot ce`a fost la o parte, vedem ce va fi d`acum incolo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nu renunt , orice ar fi !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-2462967302796398012?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/2462967302796398012/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=2462967302796398012' title='17 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/2462967302796398012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/2462967302796398012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/04/mam-hotarat.html' title='M`am hotarat !'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IWQPzozkiRI/TbleIK-u70I/AAAAAAAAAxE/h4fbCzl2ZZs/s72-c/2684.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-8246314425789372867</id><published>2011-04-23T02:47:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T02:54:54.900+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ganduri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Habar nu am ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a3-yGbP9_04/TbITz3a3Q3I/AAAAAAAAAw8/Qe-73b9AIi0/s1600/2543490.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a3-yGbP9_04/TbITz3a3Q3I/AAAAAAAAAw8/Qe-73b9AIi0/s320/2543490.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598559068545827698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;De data asta chiar nu stiu ce sa fac. Sunt la jumatatea drumului, nu stiu daca sa`mi continui drumul, sau sa ma intorc.&lt;div&gt;Daca ma intorc, o sa ma`ntreb ,,&lt;b&gt;ce s`ar fi intamplat daca'' , &lt;/b&gt;daca imi continui drumul, poate o sa fiu din nou dezamagita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pe de alta parte ma gandesc ca as da satisfactie prea multor persoane daca as renunta, m`as dezamagii pe mine, eu nu eram asa. Dar nici nu eram obisnuita sa lupt, eram obisnuita sa se lupte pentru mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ceva`mi spune ca daca o sa am rabdare, o sa ajung acolo unde mi`am dorit, ca nu degeaba sunt aici acum. Pe de alta parte, nu stiu daca mai sunt capabila sa am rabdare, sa tac, sa inghit, sa suport, doar pentru ca stiu ca o sa fie bine candva.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ce sa fac ? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-8246314425789372867?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/8246314425789372867/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=8246314425789372867' title='19 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/8246314425789372867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/8246314425789372867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/04/habar-nu-am.html' title='Habar nu am ...'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a3-yGbP9_04/TbITz3a3Q3I/AAAAAAAAAw8/Qe-73b9AIi0/s72-c/2543490.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-4369647995166908051</id><published>2011-04-21T21:44:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T21:52:37.614+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Am facut ...am zis ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pc_Xxr6Td5I/TbB8DfVyskI/AAAAAAAAAw0/2shwZgOJSY4/s1600/188170_204198476267036_5874476_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 136px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pc_Xxr6Td5I/TbB8DfVyskI/AAAAAAAAAw0/2shwZgOJSY4/s320/188170_204198476267036_5874476_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598110736215880258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;h2 class="uiHeaderTitle" style="font-size: 16px; color: rgb(28, 42, 71); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Am spus "DA" cand trebuia sa spun "NU",am spus "NU STIU" cand stiam prea multe ,am inchis ochii cand vorbele ma dureau, am zambit ,cand altii m`au ranit am plecat capul, si asta nu pentru ca am suflet bun, ci din respect pentru cei din jur !&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-4369647995166908051?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/4369647995166908051/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=4369647995166908051' title='13 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/4369647995166908051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/4369647995166908051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/04/am-facut-am-zis.html' title='Am facut ...am zis ...'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pc_Xxr6Td5I/TbB8DfVyskI/AAAAAAAAAw0/2shwZgOJSY4/s72-c/188170_204198476267036_5874476_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-2706744743428302631</id><published>2011-04-20T22:47:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T22:55:27.450+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Ironie !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7aAEsjZMtmA/Ta84qKwFqWI/AAAAAAAAAws/EZkufsi3_Y0/s1600/jack-daniels-blonda_t2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7aAEsjZMtmA/Ta84qKwFqWI/AAAAAAAAAws/EZkufsi3_Y0/s320/jack-daniels-blonda_t2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597755158936529250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ce chestie bai nene, ieri sau cand mama dracului am scris postarea aia cu fericirea si alte cacaturi, azi stau cu paharul de Jack  si cu 2 pachete de tigari pe langa mine si`mi plang de mila :))&lt;div&gt;Din ras o dau in plans si invers ... si am nervi pe mine, ca sunt asa ... ca imi simt inima zdrobita in mii de bucatele marunte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dar ... ca intotdeauna exista un ,,dar '' , maine o sa ma trezesc si`o sa o iau de la capat, si`o sa fiu altfel, ziua de astazi o sa o las dracului intr`un colt al inimii mele facute praf si`o sa incerc sa`mi vad de viata, si sa ma prefac ca este totul bine si nimic nu s`a intamplat astazi !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-2706744743428302631?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/2706744743428302631/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=2706744743428302631' title='13 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/2706744743428302631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/2706744743428302631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/04/ironie.html' title='Ironie !'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7aAEsjZMtmA/Ta84qKwFqWI/AAAAAAAAAws/EZkufsi3_Y0/s72-c/jack-daniels-blonda_t2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-3919776043833664862</id><published>2011-04-20T19:00:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T19:05:41.537+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Ce ti`e cu lumea asta ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zv7uVZnRC9E/Ta8DS597fPI/AAAAAAAAAwk/y06-CJ7w0dY/s1600/982322684_c98ea71889.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zv7uVZnRC9E/Ta8DS597fPI/AAAAAAAAAwk/y06-CJ7w0dY/s320/982322684_c98ea71889.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597696485177916658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cum dracu` vine asta sa te dezamageasca tocmai persoana care n`ar trebui sa o faca ? Pai sa nu`ti vina sa`ti bagi pula`n ea lume, si sa stai sa te gandesti daca e mai bine sa fiu a dracu` si nemernica asa cum eram odata ?&lt;div&gt;Pai cand ma durea la 10 m de cur de toata lumea, asa bine ma simteam ... ohooo ca n`am cuvinte. Cum a inceput sa`mi pese si sa las de la mine, cum nu e bine .. ofer incredere si primesc fix pula inapoi :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De azi inainte se intoarce iarasi roata, de astazi o sa fiu eu aia care eram inainte ca e mai bine. Decat sa ma doara pe mine sufletul ... decat sa`mi planga mie inima, mai bine sa sufere altii, si sa stea ei sa se gandeasca de ce oare m`am schimbat asa .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-3919776043833664862?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/3919776043833664862/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=3919776043833664862' title='9 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/3919776043833664862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/3919776043833664862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/04/ce-tie-cu-lumea-asta.html' title='Ce ti`e cu lumea asta ...'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zv7uVZnRC9E/Ta8DS597fPI/AAAAAAAAAwk/y06-CJ7w0dY/s72-c/982322684_c98ea71889.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-8873542604324676017</id><published>2011-04-18T01:06:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T15:59:13.908+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Sunt fericita bai, da, FERICITA !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--d4yWDT6wn4/TatknwnedGI/AAAAAAAAAwc/NpxwofyKt_E/s1600/3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--d4yWDT6wn4/TatknwnedGI/AAAAAAAAAwc/NpxwofyKt_E/s320/3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596677596166124642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nu credeam ca o sa ajung sa zic asta vreodata din tot sufletul si sa`mi vina sa tip cat ma tin plamanii, dar uite ca o fac , si`o sa o fac in continuare.&lt;div&gt;Sunt fericita, implinita, oricate indoieli am avut, oricata neincredere i`am acordat ... pana la urma tot &lt;b&gt;el&lt;/b&gt; ma face fericita, ma face sa ma simt in familie cand ma duc la el ... ma face sa ma simt bine din toate punctele de vedere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ce mi`as putea dorii mai mult ? Incredere are`n mine, ma iubeste, la pat ne simtim bine ( ce`i drept, in afara faptului ca facem dragoste ... mai facem si sex d`ala pervers :D ca deh ... ) , dar ceea ce conteaza la final, este ca ma simt fericita si implinita alaturi de el.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu am indraznit sa scriu nimic, dar de 3 luni aproximativ ma bucur de el , si el de mine ... de 3 luni, am invatat ce`i cu adevarat fericirea in adevaratul sens al cuvantului.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu stiu sa exprim exact ceea ce simt din simplul fapt ca nu exista cuvinte pentru asa ceva ... exista doar sentimente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O saptamana cat mai frumoasa dragii mei !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-8873542604324676017?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/8873542604324676017/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=8873542604324676017' title='13 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/8873542604324676017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/8873542604324676017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/04/sunt-fericita-bai-da-fericita.html' title='Sunt fericita bai, da, FERICITA !!!'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--d4yWDT6wn4/TatknwnedGI/AAAAAAAAAwc/NpxwofyKt_E/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-7814787548898124995</id><published>2011-04-13T18:34:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T18:40:14.049+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Premiu'/><title type='text'>Huh, alt premiu :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5pPjxE6RIzE/TaXCyLJ40lI/AAAAAAAAAwE/GrtXEh5mGrs/s1600/bloc%2Bcreativ.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5pPjxE6RIzE/TaXCyLJ40lI/AAAAAAAAAwE/GrtXEh5mGrs/s320/bloc%2Bcreativ.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595092279321219666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Multumesc frumos Dream pentru premiu ,  2 premii in cateva zile :)) m`am dat dracu` :D&lt;div&gt;Acum sa vedem cui dam premiul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://blogulpiticotului.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bulina ... Doar Bulina si atat !&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.timpulslujestedarnuexista.blogspot.com"&gt;Seninle olmak istiyorum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://fluturipecreier.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blogger Nambar Oan &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://atingeripacatoase.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pacatoasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daca am uitat pe cineva, imi cer scuze. O seara frumoasa va doresc dragii mei !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-7814787548898124995?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/7814787548898124995/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=7814787548898124995' title='7 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/7814787548898124995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/7814787548898124995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/04/huh-alt-premiu.html' title='Huh, alt premiu :)'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5pPjxE6RIzE/TaXCyLJ40lI/AAAAAAAAAwE/GrtXEh5mGrs/s72-c/bloc%2Bcreativ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-9190052893447209568</id><published>2011-04-12T18:07:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T20:21:51.542+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Premiu'/><title type='text'>Alt premiu :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rPHRaA7f9nE/TaSKCtcAu6I/AAAAAAAAAv8/Z32ABfNRjjg/s1600/ingeras.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rPHRaA7f9nE/TaSKCtcAu6I/AAAAAAAAAv8/Z32ABfNRjjg/s320/ingeras.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594748416262454178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am primit un premiu de la &lt;a href="http://www.zborcatrevise.blogspot.com/"&gt;Seninle olmak istiyorum&lt;/a&gt; , careia ii multumesc frumos.&lt;div&gt;Buuun .. si premiul merge mai departe catre :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.&lt;a href="http://www.dintimisoara.wordpress.com/"&gt; Amalgam de ganduri&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://timpulslujestedarnuexista.blogspot.com/"&gt;Memorii in cerneala&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.&lt;a href="http://zborcatrevise.blogspot.com/"&gt; Dreams&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://atingeripacatoase.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pacatoasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-9190052893447209568?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/9190052893447209568/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=9190052893447209568' title='9 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/9190052893447209568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/9190052893447209568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/04/alt-premiu-d.html' title='Alt premiu :D'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rPHRaA7f9nE/TaSKCtcAu6I/AAAAAAAAAv8/Z32ABfNRjjg/s72-c/ingeras.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-2279456474286730248</id><published>2011-04-02T18:10:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T18:12:06.578+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melodii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muzica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zbenguiala. Distractii :D'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Week`end'/><title type='text'>Sambata :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ai4P99KFXKc/TZc8sY-52QI/AAAAAAAAAv0/YSIv40Ixha4/s1600/01e357dde69891f676d982bbd1acf7ac.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ai4P99KFXKc/TZc8sY-52QI/AAAAAAAAAv0/YSIv40Ixha4/s320/01e357dde69891f676d982bbd1acf7ac.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591004195721959682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca tot e sambata, weekend, chefuri .. haideti sa ascultam si`o melodie ;;)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/gyiKviuyoXo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-2279456474286730248?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/2279456474286730248/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=2279456474286730248' title='16 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/2279456474286730248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/2279456474286730248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/04/sambata-d.html' title='Sambata :D'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ai4P99KFXKc/TZc8sY-52QI/AAAAAAAAAv0/YSIv40Ixha4/s72-c/01e357dde69891f676d982bbd1acf7ac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-5717297890883676136</id><published>2011-03-30T23:40:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T23:41:17.434+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Dragoste pura !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ianZAhQJ1ek/TZOVVvCJxOI/AAAAAAAAAvs/10xjz3LZv9w/s1600/1185618120_6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 248px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ianZAhQJ1ek/TZOVVvCJxOI/AAAAAAAAAvs/10xjz3LZv9w/s320/1185618120_6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589975763132204258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(75, 75, 75); font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, Georgia, Palatino, serif; font-size: 14px; "&gt;The best love is the kind that awakens the soul and makes us reach for more, that plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds and that’s what you’ve given me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-5717297890883676136?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/5717297890883676136/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=5717297890883676136' title='11 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/5717297890883676136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/5717297890883676136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/03/dragoste-pura.html' title='Dragoste pura !'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ianZAhQJ1ek/TZOVVvCJxOI/AAAAAAAAAvs/10xjz3LZv9w/s72-c/1185618120_6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-325298999509652158</id><published>2011-03-29T21:43:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T21:45:37.850+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Schimbari'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Remember ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G_PGOSCDPkU/TZIolsQ1HWI/AAAAAAAAAvk/kNcbXwEFOyI/s1600/1160856516_gal_taniec_op-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G_PGOSCDPkU/TZIolsQ1HWI/AAAAAAAAAvk/kNcbXwEFOyI/s320/1160856516_gal_taniec_op-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589574715522227554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', 'Lucida Grande', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; "&gt;Remember tonight, for it is the beginning of always. A promise. Like a reward for persisting through life so long alone. A belief in each other and the possibility of love. A decision to ignore, simply rise above the pain of the past. A covenant, which at once binds two souls and yet severs prior ties. A celebration of the chance taken and the challenge that lies ahead. For two will always be stronger than one, like a team braced against the tempest civil world. And love will always be the guiding force in our lives. For tonight is mere formality. Only an announcement to the world of feelings long held. Promises made long ago. In the sacred spaces of our hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-325298999509652158?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/325298999509652158/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=325298999509652158' title='7 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/325298999509652158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/325298999509652158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/03/remeber.html' title='Remember ...'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G_PGOSCDPkU/TZIolsQ1HWI/AAAAAAAAAvk/kNcbXwEFOyI/s72-c/1160856516_gal_taniec_op-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-8164673741192912097</id><published>2011-03-27T22:50:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T23:04:08.603+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ganduri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Tu ce ai face ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9g2SSbCWuTs/TY-V0xIlywI/AAAAAAAAAvc/h9kU1jJV9-Y/s1600/Clock_by_fL0urish.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9g2SSbCWuTs/TY-V0xIlywI/AAAAAAAAAvc/h9kU1jJV9-Y/s320/Clock_by_fL0urish.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588850396365179650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daca ai putea sa dai timpul inapoi, ce`ai face ? Ce ai schimba in viata ta ? Sau ai lasa totul la fel ? Ai face jumatate din lucrurile pe care le`ai facut pana acum ? Regreti ceva din ce`ai facut pana acum ? Sau totul a fost facut la timpul potrivit si asa cum trebuie ?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu ... mi`as schimba jumatate din trecut ... unele lucruri nu le`as face nici in ruptul capului, unele greseli care mi`au marcat viata, care au facut din mine pana la un moment dat o femeie fara scrupule, o femeie care`si urmarea decat interesul ei .. nu conta pe cine ranea ... cu cine se culca pentru a obtine ceva, nu conta nimic. Imi pasa doar de mine si atat !! Da, lucrurile astea le`as schimba si inca cateva .....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-8164673741192912097?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/8164673741192912097/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=8164673741192912097' title='17 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/8164673741192912097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/8164673741192912097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/03/tu-ce-ai-face.html' title='Tu ce ai face ?'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9g2SSbCWuTs/TY-V0xIlywI/AAAAAAAAAvc/h9kU1jJV9-Y/s72-c/Clock_by_fL0urish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-828713168234772738</id><published>2011-03-26T22:00:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T22:01:57.460+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Timp ...</title><content type='html'>Ma doare tot ce iubesc acum, pentru ca presimt in orice frumusete sfarsitul, dar poate ca asa arata adevarata iubire. Bucura`te de acest dar vremelnic, striga o voce in mine, caci nu exista decat daruri vremelnice.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Octavian Paler - Timp.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-828713168234772738?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/828713168234772738/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=828713168234772738' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/828713168234772738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/828713168234772738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/03/timp.html' title='Timp ...'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-2615548301187169323</id><published>2011-03-22T23:35:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T23:39:31.651+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melodii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muzica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Hey ... :)</title><content type='html'>Oare cum e sa canti din suflet ? Sa canti ceea ce simti ? Asa cum noi scriem ce simtim ... cum simtim .. cat ne doare, cat ne bucuram ... cat de tristi, deprimati, dezamagiti, fericiti  suntem ...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/x9ECN-R428A" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&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/2077207666857872732-2615548301187169323?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/2615548301187169323/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=2615548301187169323' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/2615548301187169323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/2615548301187169323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/03/hey.html' title='Hey ... :)'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/x9ECN-R428A/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-479090926036855617</id><published>2011-03-20T17:10:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T17:38:26.560+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ganduri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Shhh ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oDPWBvrt1cY/TYYdnIquTII/AAAAAAAAAvM/dxI6xccVrrc/s1600/6984976-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oDPWBvrt1cY/TYYdnIquTII/AAAAAAAAAvM/dxI6xccVrrc/s320/6984976-lg.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586184945978461314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Azi nu vreau sa aud nimic, sa fac nimic, azi vreau doar sa fumez , sa beau si sa ma gandesc. Am ajuns unde mi`am dorit, am reusit ce mi`am propus , sunt cu el ... ma face fericita si totusi ... nu ma simt eu bine.&lt;div&gt;Dar nu din cauza lui, de vreo 2 sau 3 zile sunt asa ... probabil e si astenia de primavara plus orele mele de nesomn, ca de la o vreme nici nu mai pot sa dorm, nu stiu ce dracului am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Azi ma simt lipsita de chef, de putere , trista , nervoasa , lipsita de incredere ... azi sunt dezamagita !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E si vremea asta de asa natura, ca`mi provoaca somnolenta, dureri de cap , ma arunca direct in butoiul cu amintiri , cu neincredere , cu indoieli.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Azi parca nu sunt eu !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-479090926036855617?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/479090926036855617/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=479090926036855617' title='11 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/479090926036855617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/479090926036855617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/03/shhh.html' title='Shhh ...'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oDPWBvrt1cY/TYYdnIquTII/AAAAAAAAAvM/dxI6xccVrrc/s72-c/6984976-lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-90459143344975309</id><published>2011-03-19T21:11:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T21:15:05.180+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Presimtiri ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xN4x-xfDW2g/TYUAr5cBoyI/AAAAAAAAAvE/66xN9uAyL6U/s1600/1yrub.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xN4x-xfDW2g/TYUAr5cBoyI/AAAAAAAAAvE/66xN9uAyL6U/s320/1yrub.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585871666975712034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu daca vi s`a intamplat vreodata sa presimtiti ceva ... sa aveti un sentiment ciudat ca s`ar putea intampla ceva, dar nu stiti ce anume.&lt;div&gt;Asa ma simt eu in seara asta, am un sentiment ciudat, ma doare capul, inima`mi bate sa`mi iasa din piept, imi tremura mainile si ma simt ciudat. Am un sentiment ca ceva s`ar putea intampla si mi`e frica.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;L`am sunat si pe &lt;b&gt;el &lt;/b&gt;sa`l intreb daca pleaca pe undeva`n seara asta, mi`a zis ca nu, ca o sa stea acasa .. si tot nu`s linistita. I`am zis ca daca totusi pleaca pe undeva sa aiba grija, ca am o presimtire ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Voi ce ziceti ? Credeti in asa ceva, sau sunt eu &lt;b&gt;NEBUNA ?:|&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-90459143344975309?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/90459143344975309/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=90459143344975309' title='11 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/90459143344975309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/90459143344975309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/03/presimtiri.html' title='Presimtiri ...'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xN4x-xfDW2g/TYUAr5cBoyI/AAAAAAAAAvE/66xN9uAyL6U/s72-c/1yrub.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-6728461054654470907</id><published>2011-03-17T19:18:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T19:19:34.345+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melodii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muzica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Melodie ( 6 )</title><content type='html'>N`ai cum sa nu`ti placa asa melodie ... adica eu asa zic :) din punctul meu de vedere chiar merita ascultata &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/jTLyFOas7U4" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-6728461054654470907?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/6728461054654470907/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=6728461054654470907' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/6728461054654470907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/6728461054654470907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/03/melodie-6.html' title='Melodie ( 6 )'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/jTLyFOas7U4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-8984805389339861352</id><published>2011-03-11T19:21:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T19:30:18.806+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrieri tarzii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ganduri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Povesti nemuritoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suflet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimente'/><title type='text'>Out :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gVsRc8BgBKc/TXpaK-VvVoI/AAAAAAAAAu8/MPGiKujSw8s/s1600/453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gVsRc8BgBKc/TXpaK-VvVoI/AAAAAAAAAu8/MPGiKujSw8s/s320/453.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582873832658523778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aseara am iesit in oras cu un coleg de facultate si cu un prieten comun, nah ... sa bem si noi un Jack, ca acasa ne`am saturat sa stam.&lt;div&gt;Si discutand noi una`alta, ma trezesc cu prietenul ala al nostru ca zice :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;b&gt;Bai Andreea, eu te vedeam pe tine o femeie dura, fara suflet, fara scrupule, nu stiam ca esti si sufletista. Jur, ca acum cand te aud cum vorbesti, parca`mi faci si mie pofta sa am o relatie, sa gasesc pe cineva acasa care sa ma astepte, sa dorm langa cineva .. sa las toate rahaturile astea de pana acum.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pai bai nene, am fost si eu, nemernica, nenorocita, femeie fara pic de scrupule, daca voiam ceva, era imposibil sa nu obtin ceea ce`mi doream, ca deh asa am fost crescuta si asa mi`a placut sa fiu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In momentul cand voiam ceva calcam pe ,,cadavre'' si obtineam acel ceva. Nu neg, si acum mai fac asa cateodata. dar doar daca este &lt;b&gt;important , &lt;/b&gt;nu de distractie asa cum faceam o data.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Intr`adevar multe lume nu vede ca am si suflet, vede doar acea parte care o arat eu, care nu ma face sa par vulnerabila.  Ca degeaba am eu tot ce vreau, prostesc toata lumea, mi`o trag cu ala pe care mi se pune pata, fara sa ma intereseze daca e insurat, daca are copii, daca una, daca alta ... ca in momentul in care ajung acasa pun capul pe perna si nu simt nimic, doar o singuratate apasatoare ( asta fiind la trecut, ca acum nu mai e la fel ) .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu neg faptul ca`mi place si acum in momentul cand intru intr`o incapere sa intoarca lumea capul dupa mine, sa fiu privita cu admiratie ... da nene, imi place si acum, sunt femeie ce plm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Radeam la un moment dat aseara, ca de fiecare data cand venea chelnerul era imposibil sa nu se balbaie cand lua comanda, sau sa nu se impiedice si alte lucruri de astea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lasand astea la o parte, da, inainte eram o alta persoana ... acum sunt altcumva. Ies in oras, beau ceva, si atat, dupa vin acasa pentru ca stiu ca ma asteapta cineva, s`a terminat cu ce era inainte :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt; Un weekend frumos va doresc dragii mei !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-8984805389339861352?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/8984805389339861352/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=8984805389339861352' title='9 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/8984805389339861352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/8984805389339861352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/03/out-d.html' title='Out :D'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gVsRc8BgBKc/TXpaK-VvVoI/AAAAAAAAAu8/MPGiKujSw8s/s72-c/453.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-8116373727061538730</id><published>2011-03-02T16:25:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T16:27:04.291+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melodii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muzica'/><title type='text'>Melodie ( 5 )</title><content type='html'>Nu cred ca este pe gustul multora dintre voi, dar mie imi place mult ... imi aduce un zambet larg si parca imi lumineaza ziua .&lt;div&gt;Sper sa va placa si voua ..... deci, auditie placuta !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_ox5lgVonD4" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-8116373727061538730?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/8116373727061538730/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=8116373727061538730' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/8116373727061538730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/8116373727061538730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/03/melodie-5.html' title='Melodie ( 5 )'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/_ox5lgVonD4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2077207666857872732.post-3510368387863118877</id><published>2011-02-28T02:36:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T02:42:29.534+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Premiu'/><title type='text'>Premiul primaverii :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yO4MWF1pD78/TWruJlLC-YI/AAAAAAAAAus/pZhjEfbebg4/s1600/premiu%2Bluna%2Bmartie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yO4MWF1pD78/TWruJlLC-YI/AAAAAAAAAus/pZhjEfbebg4/s320/premiu%2Bluna%2Bmartie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578532936816458114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Azi am primit un premiu pentru care trebuie sa`i multumesc lui &lt;a href="http://zborcatrevise.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dream&lt;/a&gt; si pe care il primesc cu mare drag ... :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buuun, acum premiul va merge mai departe la niste persoane pe care le citesc cu mare drag si de fiecare data imi aduc bucurie in suflet cu postarile lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://dintimisoara.wordpress.com/"&gt;Amalgam de ganduri&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.&lt;a href="http://blogulpiticotului.blogspot.com/"&gt; Bulina!... Doar Bulina si atat !&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://osimplavisatoare.blogspot.com/"&gt;Seninle olmak istiyorum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://timpulslujestedarnuexista.blogspot.com/"&gt;Memorii in cerneala&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://atingeripacatoase.blogspot.com/"&gt;Atingeri Pacatoase&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sper sa va bucurati de el, la fel ca mine. O saptamana frumoasa va doresc !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2077207666857872732-3510368387863118877?l=innoapte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/feeds/3510368387863118877/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2077207666857872732&amp;postID=3510368387863118877' title='12 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/3510368387863118877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2077207666857872732/posts/default/3510368387863118877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innoapte.blogspot.com/2011/02/premiul-primaverii.html' title='Premiul primaverii :)'/><author><name>AndreeEA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999688326449869659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gb1LPEErOs0/TWPEnHVjvxI/AAAAAAAAAuA/UnKHNFhqbXc/s220/23_08_2007_0244507001187866685_oleg_titjaev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yO4MWF1pD78/TWruJlLC-YI/AAAAAAAAAus/pZhjEfbebg4/s72-c/premiu%2Bluna%2Bmartie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry></feed>
