tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341238732012-02-16T14:04:22.229+02:00pasii in intuneric sparg tacerea grea a noptii...Sir Ashnoreply@blogger.comBlogger361100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34123873.post-86385817639445661762007-01-26T17:39:00.000+02:002007-01-26T17:42:35.274+02:00

original de aici, dar nu mai mergea site-ul si am zis ca e pacat sa se piarda textul ;)Ce-ti e si cu messenger-ul asta. Imi aduc aminte atunci cand toata lumea avea e-mail de 2MB la yahoo, si aparuse “programu’ ala misto cu care vorbesti”, care a lansat o manie in internet caffe-urile din cartierul meu. Cum stateam si eu destul de mult prin astfel de localuri, nu de putine ori observam niste tipe

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Sir Ashnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34123873.post-23574875618526719172006-12-11T00:30:00.000+02:002006-12-11T00:40:32.536+02:00

Cand mor visele unde ajung?Cand devin realitate se bucura pentru tine sau pentru ele insele?Oare visele simt? Stiu diferenta dintr o moarte pasnica si una violenta?

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Perfectiunea apare unde te astepti mai putin si mai ales unde nu o cauti (de obicei). Ajung la ideea ca momentele importante ale vietii, o multime infinita si imposibila de inteles de catre noi, muritorii de rand, e un joc faustian al sortii. Ce vei pati maine este influentat de tine la fel de mult ca si de cei din jur. Nu e fair, nu ai nici macar 50% sanse sa iasa cum vrei tu. Depinzi de

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i love but dont confuse loving with blindeness,love has opened my eyes wider than you can ever imagine...i care but to care and to hurt are not the same thing,caring has only made me stronger...i dream but dont treat my dreams as illusions,if you break their glass shell you'll cut your fingers...i bleed but dont take a puddle of blod as death,the agony might be cruel and agonizing but it only

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De ce nu am ie7 pe pc?

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Rammstein - RosenrotSah ein Mädchen ein Röslein stehenBlühte dort in lichten HöhenSprach sie ihren Liebsten anob er es ihr steigen kann Sie will es und so ist es fein So war es und so wird es immer sein Sie will es und so ist es Brauch Was sie will bekommt sie auch Tiefe Brunnen muss man graben wenn man klares Wasser will Rosenrot oh

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Cer prea mult de la unii oameni din jurul meu. E un lucru asa imposibil incat ma uimesc cand, din greseala, reusesc sa-l faca... Sa gandesti inainte sa faci ceva si sa accepti consecintele daca vrei sa actionezi... Atat le cer... Dar nu.. e mai simplu sa mi se planga ca nu au timp sau ca au patit nu-stiu-ce. Cu ocazia asta le spun "fuck you!". Eu nu-mi frig limba cu fierul scos din foc si apoi va

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Camelia a pus frumos o stare de fapt.."Maine" este doar totalitatea problemelor ce s-au adunat pana in acel moment, asa cum "azi" reprezinta problemele de ieri si din zilele precedente.

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Dont push me till i loose my words... dont send me away till you can see my eyes no more... Then is when i will come back to take away what you stole from me and then some more... Ill rip the smiles from your heart... ill take your warmth away.. and then Ill leave... And leave you in the dust i shall, no fate worse than feeling the naked soul you posses.. And then ill steal your eyes.. no path is

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Cerul e albastru de partea cealalta... un albastru laptos, cu dungi albe lasate de pasarile de metal.. si eu stau aici, impotmolit in noroi... uitandu-ma prin crapaturile din zid la culoarea, viata si caldura de dincolo... Aici ploua incetisor, cu stropi mari ca de marmura.. hranesc si omoara in acelasi timp.. De saptamani intregi tot cad... Acum inchid ochii si zbor printre cuvinte, printre vise

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mestecatul gumei cu gura inchisafumat si suflatul fumului in alta directiechiulitul de la ore fugind pe poartade maine (nu) mai fac ....... etc...Ce au lucrurile ascesta in comun? Ipocrizia. Sa faci un lucru si sa te ascunzi dupa deget in timp ce il faci. Daca te hotarasti sa faci un lucru ar trebui sa ai macar puterea sa te tii cu dintii de el. Eu inca nu fac asa. Dar voi face. Incetisor si

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Singur, singur, singur,Intr-un han, departe -Doarme si hangiul,Strazile-s desarte,Singur, singur, singur… Ploua, ploua, ploua,Vreme de betie -si s-asculti pustiul,Ce melancolie !Ploua, ploua, ploua…Nimeni, nimeni, nimeni,Cu atat mai bine -si de-atata vremeNu stie de mineNimeni, nimeni, nimeni… Tremur, tremur, tremur…Orice ironieVa ramane voua -Noaptea e tarzie,Tremur, tremur, tremur…Vesnic,

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De cand m-am mutat aici, pe blogger, post-uiesc (-ez e prea folosit :p) mai des. De ce? Habar n-am, poate pentru ca am scapat de grijile administrarii pluginurilor, si a evitarii spam-urilor...The blog is dead... long live the blog!

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via succes dublu - imbratiseaza-ma sincerdownload mp3

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via: telefonii fixe (netics blog)

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Doua din trei cupluri intorc capetele spre dreapta atunci cand saruta? Un simplu sarut pune in miscare doi muschi, un sarut pasional solicita toti cei 34 de muschi ai fetei? Iata un exercitiu riguros!:) Precum amprentele si fulgii de zapada, buzele nu lasa urme identice? Sarutul vindeca? Cercetarile au aratat ca sarutul imbunatateste aspectul pielii, ajuta circulatia, previne cariile si

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Cateva clarificari:ordinea e aleatoarenu sunt toate lucrurile interesante de pe acele bloguri, puteti cauta si singuri(/e)spor la cititSir Alex IceAndromeda si NietzscheeniiDoctorescuCum incepem sa slabimCum sa avem un somn odihnitorMostly Harmless(carte) Creatures of light and darkness(carte)Veniss UndergroundSiemprecontraDefectVisUratDiferenta [intre manelisti, rapperi si rockeri]Inca un

Sir Ashnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34123873.post-43466647119374283712006-09-18T22:04:00.000+03:002006-09-18T22:06:45.896+03:00

e un serial TVgen: psihologic/de actiune/politist/dramacu Kiefer Sutherlandabordare unica...are 5 serii, a 6-a apare in 2007 (off :[)link-uri: 24 tv series wikipedia imdb 24 tv seriesa castigat premii Emmi si Golden GlobeJack Bauer este agentul CTU (Counter-Teroris Unit) din Los Angeles, un James Bond mai uman - vulnerabil psihic si fizic (desi ar putea sa-i faca concurenta cu succes lui

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Ma plictisesc si-mi vine sa urlu sau sa folosesc un bat lung, subtire si ascutit pe pielea celor din jur cand..."acusi" inseamna mai mult de 2 ore, si aflu asta numarand secundelepica curentul fix in mijlocul melodiei preferatelumea uita la ce se poate folosi mobiluluit sa mananc si ora se termina "in curand"stand la coada, ajung la ghiseu si persoana de acolo pleaca 'pentru cateva momente';

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Se pare ca totusi Bill Gates n-a patit-o de asa multe ori fata de cei de la apple- 'didnt wanted to do that'- 'oops... where did it go?'- 'ive got a little bug here'just watch it!

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Daca as fi in locul pisicii de mai jos as zgaria-o toata... cum adica sa nu ma lase sa dorm?

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O panarama de filmulet facut de "Studioul de Creatie Cinematografica a Ministerului Culturii Romania" si "Europolis Film"...

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Funny... P.S. merci S.!

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CAMPANIE IMPOTRIVA CONSUMULUI DE ALCOOL LA VOLAN...Acum sunt aici, intinsa pe asfalt si aud un politai care zice: "baiatul care a provocat accidentul era beat". Mama, vocea lui mi se pare atat de indepartata... Sangele meu e intins peste tot, si incerc din toate puterile mele sa nu plang. Aud medicii care spun: **"Aceasta fata nu va supravietui".** Sunt sigura ca baiatul care conducea cealalta

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Egalitatea intre sexe, dupa stiletto.roDar oare masculinizarea accelerata a feminitatii moderne bazata numai pe criterii pur materiale nu duce la mutatii genetice la nivel mental, pilozitati excesive pe piept si spate, sau agresivitate? Cine injura mai tare la volan: femeia sau barbatul?

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Pe un blog, pe langa alte lucruri, am gasit expresia asta: Pantofii adevarati sunt aia care se rup inainte sa te hotarasti sa renunti la ei Unele obiecte le cumperi, le folosesti de cateva ori si apoi le pierzi sau le dai sau pur si simplu uiti de ele. Le gasesti peste un an in buzunarul hainei de acum X ani, privind cu uimire "ia uite ce-am gasit...".Si apoi este cealalta categorie, de obiecte

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Am dat astazi peste (inca) un blog, numit De ce urâm bărbaţii. E relativ interesant... Printre titluri se numara si....Pentru că sunt incapabili să discute civilizatPentru că toţi cred că principalul nostru scop în viaţă e să ne mărităm şi să facem mulţi copiiPentru că nu ştiu să-şi ceară scuzePentru că mintPentru că putAcum, serios... cand o sa fie barbatii perfecti? Probabil atunci cand si

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In romania se obisnuieste a se da bacsis. Pentru ce? Nu stiu inca, majoritatea nu merita.Dar las cat pot, in functie de cat de bine se poarta cu mine... Oare cati patroni nu se bazeaza pe bacsisuri pentru a-si rotunji sumele numite 'salar'?

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Astazi am dat peste un blog interesant datorita unei prietene (10q, R.!). Printre cuvinte aruncate in sictir, am gasit si acest post, intitulat O lume de cocosati. Cititi-l, nu va ia mai mult de cateva minutele...Oare toti suntem sau am fost cocosati in viata? Doar suntem oameni, deci supusi greselilor...

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Exista buna ziua, buna dimineata, dar de ce nu exista buna noapte? Noapte buna are alt sens, cel de somn usor... Ciudat

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We fight for our right to feed on other's dreams and wishes. But sometimes it leaves us full of desire and contempt. Desire for more, contempt for better. The dreams are not enough, we want them in your blood, running, feeding our soul until the body breaks down. We want to live by any means... but are we really alive? Can we dream another's life?

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The seed is in, the heroes are not alive. We all live to live, and to try not to starve in this fruitless and dangerous world. But sometimes, destruction comes in our own hidden house, destroing from inside. And then you run. Like hell. And then some more, untill you can run no more. And then you try to kill yourself but that is a harsh lesson: a true-minded, reality-facing person will never be

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