<?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-787844573667421069</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:30:34.144-08:00</updated><category term='Viața...'/><title type='text'>Nimeni</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://un-nimeni.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/787844573667421069/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://un-nimeni.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nimeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677118876185138041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLF-Ep3vkMU/S3HnA3HP4QI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gSsONS3-VIE/S220/P1013107.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-787844573667421069.post-6846635641452101374</id><published>2010-09-02T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T11:50:33.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SA TERMINAT....</title><content type='html'>DUPA CATE OPSERV S-A TERMINAT UN ALT ROMAN DIN COLECTIA VIETII MELE, SARSITU DE DATA CEASTA E TRAGIC, PERSONAJUL PRINCIPAL SFARSESTE IN PAT ASCULTAND MUZICA SI PLANGAND, NU MAI VREA SA VORBEASCA CU NIMENI SI NICI SA MAI IUBEASCA, ATUNCI CAND ACEL NIMENI DEVINE TOTUL SI TOTUL DEVINE INACCESIBIL, NU MAI POTI, PUR SI SIMPLU.&lt;br /&gt;NICI NU STIU DACA CELALALT PERSONAJ A TINUT LA CEL PRINCIPAL EU SUNT UN AUTOR PERSONAJ, POVESTESC CEEA CE VCAD, TRAGEDIA UNEI TINERE SI CEEA CE MI-A POVESTIT. SPUNE CA O SA DEVINA UNA DIN ACELE INTRETINUTE CU INIMA DE FIER SE VAINCHIDE IN EUL EI NU FARA SA PUNA ACCENT PE SENTIMENTE VREA SA SLABEASCA SA SE APUCE DE SALA SI DROGURI, ACELEA CARE ITI IAU POFTA DE MANCARE, O SA ARATE MAI BINE CU SIGURANTA SI VA AVEA TOT, DAR VA FI FERICITA ? LA ASTA A AJUNS SA SE REZUME FERICIREA ?&lt;br /&gt;NICI NU VREAU SA MA INTREB DACA VA MAI ZAMBI VREODATA CU ADEVARAT, CATE SE POT INTAMPLA IN ASA PUTIN TIMP, AS VREA SA POT SA SCHIMB CEVA DAR NU POT, DRAGOSTE CU SILA E VIOL SI O INTELEG PERFECT, NICI EU NU AS PUTEA SA SUPORT GANDUL CA PERSOANA PE CARE O IUBESC, CEA CU CARE VROIAM SA INTEMEIEZ O FAMILIE MA INSALA, "POTI SA PUPI O ALTA PERSOANA ATUNCI CAND IUBESTI ?&lt;br /&gt;EU PERSONAL NU, CEEA CE A SIMTIT FATA ASTA PENTRU UN OM NU SE POATE EXPRMIA IN CUVINTEM VAZUDUI OCHII ATUNCII CAND VORBEA CU EL LA TEELEFON TE MOLIPSEA DE FERICIRE SI PISICEA LA TELEFON ARA SA VREAMM CAND TREBUIA SA MEARGA LA EL SAU EL LA IA FACEA NUMARA MINUTELE CARE II DESPART FACEA ORICE CA EL SA SE SIMTA BINE IAR ACUM DUPA CE NU MAI SUNT IMPREUNA NU POT SA ASOCIEZ NOUA EI PERSONALITATE CU IMAGINEA EI CONSTANTA CU TOATE CA NICI O DATA NU AM SA O MAI VAD ASA IMPLINITA.&lt;br /&gt;PORT DOLIU PENTRU O DRAGOSTE NEIMPARTASITA.&lt;br /&gt;"ACUM EU ITI PROMIT CA O SA FIE BINE!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/787844573667421069-6846635641452101374?l=un-nimeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/787844573667421069/posts/default/6846635641452101374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/787844573667421069/posts/default/6846635641452101374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://un-nimeni.blogspot.com/2010/09/sa-terminat.html' title='SA TERMINAT....'/><author><name>Nimeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677118876185138041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLF-Ep3vkMU/S3HnA3HP4QI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gSsONS3-VIE/S220/P1013107.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-787844573667421069.post-1825348436006614597</id><published>2010-08-30T14:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T02:14:03.732-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Viața...'/><title type='text'>Renunt...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLF-Ep3vkMU/THwc2eqtHaI/AAAAAAAAAA4/q8MmPUXlxgY/s1600/FOR+YOU+....jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLF-Ep3vkMU/THwc2eqtHaI/AAAAAAAAAA4/q8MmPUXlxgY/s320/FOR+YOU+....jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511311766265339298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dragostea, ce-a mai mare tarfa de cand lumea si pamantu, cel mai maret sentiment, daca iubesti si esti iubit ajungi pe cele mai inalte culmi ale implinirii, simti ca nu mai ai nevoie de nimic, nu iti mai vasa de nimic decat voi doi.&lt;br /&gt;Dar ca orice lucru bun nu vine singur ci cu cea mai buna prietena a sa rece, frivola, plina de ura, gelozia, acel sentiment care nu te lasa sa dormi, nu iti da pace, te macina psihic, pana cand renunti, nu il mai poti suporta si ajungi sa renunti la acea persona pe care o iubeai, mare gresala !&lt;br /&gt;Dar la mine nu e bai, atata timp cat nu mi sa aratat ca sentimentu e reciproc ce plm, de ca sa o suport eu pe tarfa aia de gelozie ?&lt;br /&gt;Sa ma auto consum nervos, sa plang, sa-mi imaginez lucruri, oare chiar merita ?&lt;br /&gt;Nici macar nu sunt geloasa din cauza mea, mi se dau motive sa fiu, intentionat, fara sa te gandesti la cum ma simt, si tot tu ai sa ma injuri, pentru ca nu mai pot suporta, pentruca m-am saturat, pentru ca vreau sa fie bine sa se simta bine ambele necunoscute a le ecuatiei nu sa se sacrifice una pentru starea de bine a celeilalte.&lt;br /&gt;De cand eram mica am crezut ca atunci cand iubesti, faci tot posibilu ca acea persoana sa fie bine, cat mai fericita, dar cand am crescut am invatat ca pentru 10 minute de stare de bine suferi cateva zile, saptamani in functie de caz.&lt;br /&gt;Asa ca de ce sa iubim ?&lt;br /&gt;E un sentiment genial adevarat, dar nu se merita sa suporti consecintele, asa ca din nou ajung la concluzia ca fiecare credinta de amea dispare pe masura ce cresc si povestea noastra nu incepe cu: "a fost o data" in concluzie nu se va termina cu: "au trait fericiti pana la adanci batraneti!".&lt;br /&gt;Oricum te iubesc, cu pot da alt, sift, delete sentimentelor mele, dar am sa ma obisnuiesc cu ideea.&lt;br /&gt;Timpul le vindeca pe toate pisoi !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/787844573667421069-1825348436006614597?l=un-nimeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/787844573667421069/posts/default/1825348436006614597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/787844573667421069/posts/default/1825348436006614597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://un-nimeni.blogspot.com/2010/08/renunt.html' title='Renunt...'/><author><name>Nimeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677118876185138041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLF-Ep3vkMU/S3HnA3HP4QI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gSsONS3-VIE/S220/P1013107.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zLF-Ep3vkMU/THwc2eqtHaI/AAAAAAAAAA4/q8MmPUXlxgY/s72-c/FOR+YOU+....jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-787844573667421069.post-3948305992515023932</id><published>2010-07-08T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T04:25:18.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teoretic da, practic nu stiu, sincer nu mai conteaza.</title><content type='html'>Ce relevanta are faptul ca te iubesc ?&lt;br /&gt;Oare atunci cand m-ai sarutat pentru prima oara stiai cat de mult imi doresc asta?&lt;br /&gt;Am gresit, stiu, nu imi voi cere iertare fata de tine pentruca nu ar schimba nimic, si in primul rand eu nu ma pot ierta pentru asta.&lt;br /&gt;Nu pot da timpul inapoi sa stiu cum ar fi fost daca nimic nu s-ar fi intamplat.&lt;br /&gt;Sunt vinovata ! Dar nu pentru cea ce sa intamplat, sunt vinovata pentru ca am baut si inca alte chesti dar nu pentu ceva mai mai mult.&lt;br /&gt;Principalul vinovat, din punctul meu de vedere, este "prietenul" tau, iti recomand sa iti alegi mai bine prieteni, pentru ca un prieten adevarat nu ar fi facut asa ceva nici o data mai mult el ar fi refuzat si ti-ar fi spus tie ce sa intamplat in acel moment nu dupa cateva zile !&lt;br /&gt;Te iubesc, nu ti-am demonstrat asta pentru ca mi-e frica sa fiu ranita, intre mine si restu exista un mare zid rece, din marmura care separa punctele mele sensibile si adevarata mea persoana de restul lumi.&lt;br /&gt;Dar tot ce pot face acu este sa fac tot posibilul sa nu se mai intample asa ceva nici o data, in concluzie: Blidariu Alexandra zilvana nu mai consuma bauturi alcolice !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce ironica e viata de multe ori :)) !!&lt;br /&gt;Mereu am fost victima perfecte, naiva, influetabila si atunci cand in sfarsit a aparut o persoana speciala care se spune ca apare o data in viata i-am dat cu picioru, nu am stiut sa o pastrez langa mine, cand m-a meritat cineva cu adevarat nu am stiut eu sa o merit.&lt;br /&gt;Tot ce imi doresc acum e sa pot sterge ultimele 4 saptamani din memoria mea, as da orice sa pot face chestia asta, si asa tu pentru mine nu ai exista.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/787844573667421069-3948305992515023932?l=un-nimeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/787844573667421069/posts/default/3948305992515023932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/787844573667421069/posts/default/3948305992515023932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://un-nimeni.blogspot.com/2010/07/teoreti-da-practic-nu-stiu-sincer-nu.html' title='Teoretic da, practic nu stiu, sincer nu mai conteaza.'/><author><name>Nimeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677118876185138041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLF-Ep3vkMU/S3HnA3HP4QI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gSsONS3-VIE/S220/P1013107.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-787844573667421069.post-9176391044756956055</id><published>2010-05-24T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T04:52:16.182-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Viața...'/><title type='text'>Neinteresant..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Am apărut pe scenă, încurajată de o palmă ce m-a făcut sa tip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Scena, e plină de personaje groteşti, bizare, înspăimîntătoare, dar peisajul este chiar frumos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;În public nu vad pe nimeni,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Eu, aș vrea sa fiu acolo, departe de acel haos, acea jungla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nu cred ca personajul meu se încadrează, printre personaje rele, parșive, egocentriste iar eu, prin defect prea optimistă.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;În aceasta piesa, sunt aproape un personaj fantastic, care crede în schimbare, prea bun, acela care este înşelat, batjocorit, chiar înjosit de restul personajelor.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Actori, sunt excepţionali crezi, absolut fiecare cuvânt.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dar pe parcursul piesei se dovedesc a fi doar minciuni.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Armele folosite pentru a își atinge scopul, sunt lipsite de scrupule de umanitate de orice urma de sentiment.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;După ce cu toţii trecem prin diverse situaţii, observ ca nu am ce caut în această piesă.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Se încheie primul act, nu sunt spectatori deci nici aplauze nu se aud.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Acum, aştept, următorul act din piesa vieţii.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&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/787844573667421069-9176391044756956055?l=un-nimeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/787844573667421069/posts/default/9176391044756956055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/787844573667421069/posts/default/9176391044756956055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://un-nimeni.blogspot.com/2010/05/neinteresant.html' title='Neinteresant..'/><author><name>Nimeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677118876185138041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLF-Ep3vkMU/S3HnA3HP4QI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gSsONS3-VIE/S220/P1013107.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-787844573667421069.post-6077238745579445433</id><published>2010-02-18T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T14:00:16.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Din vina ei...</title><content type='html'>Prieteni, m-au chemat sa o cunosc,&lt;br /&gt;Nu am vrut, nu vroiam sa ma prostesc.&lt;br /&gt;Si fara sa imi dau seama am cunoscuto la o petrecere,&lt;br /&gt;Chiar nu pot spune ca nu mi-a facut placere.&lt;br /&gt;Si uite asa am cunoscut-o,&lt;br /&gt;De revelion, din nou am vazut-o.&lt;br /&gt;La ocazii speciale mere o vedeam,&lt;br /&gt;Si din ce in ce mai mult mi-o doream,&lt;br /&gt;Dupa ceva timp, zilnic vroiam sa o intalnesc,&lt;br /&gt;Putin cate putin, incepeam sa o iubesc.&lt;br /&gt;Era mereu aproape de mine,&lt;br /&gt;Impreuna, ne simteam asa bine...&lt;br /&gt;Ma schimbasem, nu ma mai recunosteam,&lt;br /&gt;Ma uitam in oglinda, si nu stiam cine eram.&lt;br /&gt;Prieteni, imi spuneau, sa renunt la ea.&lt;br /&gt;Dar nu puteam, facea parte din viata mea.&lt;br /&gt;Parinti, au observat ca ma purtam ciudat,&lt;br /&gt;Nici ei nu ma recunosteau, s-au ingrijorat.&lt;br /&gt;Nu ma mai recunosteam pe mine,&lt;br /&gt;Faceam orice sa-mi fie bine.&lt;br /&gt;Si inevitabil si parinti au aflat,&lt;br /&gt;Mi-au interzis s-o mai vad, ne-am certat.&lt;br /&gt;Dar de atunci ne vedeam pe ascuns,&lt;br /&gt;Fara ea, ma simteam distrus,&lt;br /&gt;Cand nu puteam s-o vad eram terminat,&lt;br /&gt;Aveam rauri, era de nesuportat.&lt;br /&gt;Cand am ramas fara bani, nu o mai intalneam,&lt;br /&gt;Vroiam macar cinci minute, sa o am,&lt;br /&gt;Sa o simt langa mine,&lt;br /&gt;Ca sa imi fie bine.&lt;br /&gt;Prieteni, m-au uitat...&lt;br /&gt;Familia, m-a indepartat...&lt;br /&gt;Simteam nevoia de ea mereu,&lt;br /&gt;imi era asa de greu.&lt;br /&gt;Acum sunt in spital, nimeni nu vine sa ma vada,&lt;br /&gt;Sunt ca un gunoi aruncat in strada.&lt;br /&gt;De vreo doi ani, ma tratez cu pastile,&lt;br /&gt;Doctorii spun ca mai am doar cateva zile.&lt;br /&gt;Si as mai vrea inca o data sa fii langa mine,&lt;br /&gt;O singura data, sa ma mai simt bine.&lt;br /&gt;Eu inca o iubesc,&lt;br /&gt;La ea mereu ma gandesc.&lt;br /&gt;E o dragoste ce ma doboara,&lt;br /&gt;putin cate putin, ma omoar.&lt;br /&gt;Doar ea e de vina...&lt;br /&gt;Iubita mea: Heroina.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/787844573667421069-6077238745579445433?l=un-nimeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/787844573667421069/posts/default/6077238745579445433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/787844573667421069/posts/default/6077238745579445433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://un-nimeni.blogspot.com/2010/02/din-vina-ei.html' title='Din vina ei...'/><author><name>Nimeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677118876185138041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLF-Ep3vkMU/S3HnA3HP4QI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gSsONS3-VIE/S220/P1013107.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-787844573667421069.post-4533722618387312788</id><published>2010-02-14T00:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T00:40:42.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dicte automat.</title><content type='html'>Inca din seara in care team vazut pentru prima oara, am simtit cum inima imi sta in  loc, cand treceam pe lana tine, simtieam un gol in stomac, era asa placut. Dar tu nici nu mai observat.&lt;div&gt;Din acea seara astept ansioasa, sa te revad, nu pot stii cand va avea loc urmatoarea noastra intalnire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu am suficient curaj sa te abordez, imi e frica de un posibil refuz,nu vreau sa aflu ca deja ai pe cineva, nu vreau sa stiu ca nu iti place de mine cu toate ca, sunt sigura de asta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esti cel de care as vrea sa fiu aproape, esti sigura persoana pentru care tanjesc, imi doresc macar o privire, un zambet, as fii in cele mai inalte culmi ale lumi daca  mi-ai adresa un singur cuvant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dar mam resemnat, ma multumesc doar cu contemplarea ta, de la o distanta prudenta, fara ca tu sa poti observa acest mic detaliu.Cu siguranta datorita lipsei mele de discretie ai deja o vaga banuiala, cum ca te plac, stii ca deja inca de cand pasesi in acel antru in care te am vazut pentru prima oara, bataile inimi mele se aclereaza, stomacul mi se innoada si se umple din nou, de acel gol placut si in acelasi tip infricosator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu stiu ce se intampla cu min, aceasta superficialitate, nu ma caracterizeaza, ma sperie, practic nici nu te cunosc .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imi e frica de aceasta atractie pur si simplu fizica.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu ma caracterizeaza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Daca personalitatea ta ar lua o alta forma cum ar fii ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As mai simti aceleasi furnicaturi in fiecare celula din organismul meu? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/787844573667421069-4533722618387312788?l=un-nimeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/787844573667421069/posts/default/4533722618387312788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/787844573667421069/posts/default/4533722618387312788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://un-nimeni.blogspot.com/2010/02/dicte-automat.html' title='Dicte automat.'/><author><name>Nimeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677118876185138041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLF-Ep3vkMU/S3HnA3HP4QI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gSsONS3-VIE/S220/P1013107.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-787844573667421069.post-3910832190126188966</id><published>2010-02-13T05:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T05:53:01.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ce inseamna sa fii major in Romania ?</title><content type='html'>Inca de cand ne stim, ne dorim sa ajungem majori.Dar ce inseamna asta cu adevarat ?&lt;div&gt;Absolut nimic !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desfasori aceleasi activitati si totul e exat la fel, incat la consumul de bauturi alcoolice sau tutun este ceva irelevant la fel ca si frecventare localurilor interzise minorilor. Nimeni nu se oboseste pentru a lua in serios varsta. Nu se iau in considerare aceste mici detali ce ar trebui sa insemne democratie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Asa ca de ce ? De ce suntem nerabdatori pentru a implini aceasta varsta plina de dezavantaje? Cu ce suntem mai speciali daca suntem majori ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Putem vota, dar rezultatul este acelasi ca oricum este totul aranjat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suntem responsabili de toate faptele noastre si ne asumam consecintele, ascunzatoarea din spatele parintilor numai este o soluti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si pana la urma cu toti ne asteptam sa ne simtim altfel dupa 18 ani, dar nu, nu exista nici o schimbare in bine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imi este dor sa fiu acel copil inocen, ce nu constientiza nimica, nu avea griji, cel ce pur si simplu taia clipa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si daca as putea cu siguranta as ramane un copil pentru totdeauna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/787844573667421069-3910832190126188966?l=un-nimeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/787844573667421069/posts/default/3910832190126188966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/787844573667421069/posts/default/3910832190126188966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://un-nimeni.blogspot.com/2010/02/ce-inseamna-sa-fii-major-in-romania.html' title='Ce inseamna sa fii major in Romania ?'/><author><name>Nimeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677118876185138041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLF-Ep3vkMU/S3HnA3HP4QI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gSsONS3-VIE/S220/P1013107.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-787844573667421069.post-8698691242624238613</id><published>2010-02-09T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T14:32:05.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nou venita .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;In primult rand, as vrea, sa va salut pe toti si sper sa fiu bine venita in aceasta lume virtuala (noua pentru mine).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Cred ca cel mai adecvat ar fii sa ma prezint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Ma numesc Silvana am 18 ani fara o zi (intru in randul oamenilor mari) si chiar cred ca am ceva de spus, ca orice alta persoana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Sunt constienta ca nu exis pentru societate, sunt un nimeni si un nimic in acelasi timp dar nascuta la data de 11.02.1992 (varsator) sunt prea obtmista si increzatoare, vreau sa cred ca cineva poate schimba ceva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Nu, nu ma gandesc sa termin cu poluare si nici sa plantez copaci in toata lumea !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Dar daca fiecare dintre noi ar face cate putin, atat cat poate ... Cand va ganditi la asta realizati ca nu sunt asa de nebuna ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Dar daca restu nu fac nimic, de ce sa faca ceilalti ceva?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Atunci, noi cu ce suntem diferiti de restu ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Nu stiu cati dintre voi ganditi ca mine, cati radei de gandirea mea sau cati spuneti ca a aparut o alta nebuna pe aici.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Dar e foarte posibil sa fiu fata de care ti'a placut la metrou, sau ce pe care ai injurato ca te'a calcat din gresala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Sau poate suntem vecini ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Acestea sunt doar detalii pentruca cu totii suntem oameni si deaceea nu ne comportam ca atar .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Noapte buna !&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/787844573667421069-8698691242624238613?l=un-nimeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/787844573667421069/posts/default/8698691242624238613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/787844573667421069/posts/default/8698691242624238613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://un-nimeni.blogspot.com/2010/02/nou-venita.html' title='Nou venita .'/><author><name>Nimeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02677118876185138041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zLF-Ep3vkMU/S3HnA3HP4QI/AAAAAAAAAAY/gSsONS3-VIE/S220/P1013107.JPG'/></author></entry></feed>
