<?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-1630778152501126341</id><updated>2011-12-08T09:52:33.748+02:00</updated><category term='toamna..'/><category term='primavara'/><category term='fantasy'/><category term='din suflet'/><category term='memo plus'/><category term='prieteni..toamna..'/><title type='text'>Franturi de viata</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-4291408985161934806</id><published>2011-12-08T09:33:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T09:52:33.881+02:00</updated><title type='text'>What about being young?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2seh0JzdnHY/TuBrNem3n4I/AAAAAAAAAeM/peMDhJvQy84/s1600/happy-child-sm.jpg"&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/-2seh0JzdnHY/TuBrNem3n4I/AAAAAAAAAeM/peMDhJvQy84/s320/happy-child-sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683660609040129922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ce fac literele din oameni?..Ce fac oamenii din cuvinte?....Ce fac oamenii cu sufletul?..Ce facem cand timpul trece?....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  Sunt intrebari pe care le auzim peste tot, dar nu realizam ca ele inseamna ceva, ceva enorm. E timpul care trece, sau lucrurile pe care le spunem, literele care le scrijelim in tabloul viselor noastre...e...totul.&lt;br /&gt;Mi-as dori sa stiu cum functioneaza timpul, sa stiu unde isi pierde consistenta, clipele, secundele, minutele, zilele...Obisnuim sa prindem clipa intr-o fotografie, intr-un video,doar asa sa o mai tinem putin langa noi, sa ne aducem aminte, cand defapt timpul e de mult plecat.&lt;br /&gt;Nu pot sa-mi explic cand a trecut copilaria, desi o tin in suflet cu dintii, ma agat de ea in fiecare zi, ea defapt a trecut de mult.&lt;br /&gt;Nu vreau sa recunosc,doar atat.&lt;br /&gt;E in fata mea, e lungul drum al vietii pe care trebuie sa-l privesc de cate ori ma intreaba cineva cati ani am, sau in ce an sunt la facultate...inainte ma intrebau a cui eram:)).&lt;br /&gt;Ce frumos e sa ramai copil, sa te bucuri de orice fara nicio grija.&lt;br /&gt;Dar..vine vremea cand trebuie sa dam atentie grijilor, problemelor si "tot pachetul de adult"...&lt;br /&gt;Dar in inima mea....frovever child, forever young...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nq2ekIMMYXA" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1630778152501126341-4291408985161934806?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4291408985161934806/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-about-being-young.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/4291408985161934806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/4291408985161934806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-about-being-young.html' title='What about being young?'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2seh0JzdnHY/TuBrNem3n4I/AAAAAAAAAeM/peMDhJvQy84/s72-c/happy-child-sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-3107858027403095652</id><published>2011-07-08T02:03:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T02:05:47.714+03:00</updated><title type='text'>unforgettable.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B9wn7meKy74/ThY6jNltI8I/AAAAAAAAAaA/Dgn8lg6BkHA/s1600/lb.jpg"&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/-B9wn7meKy74/ThY6jNltI8I/AAAAAAAAAaA/Dgn8lg6BkHA/s320/lb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626749161063654338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E ciudat cum trece timpul.&lt;br /&gt;Cum te poti uita tacut la o clepsidra iar in spatele tau timpul sa se scurga exact ca nisipul de acolo.&lt;br /&gt;E ciudat cum se schimba oamenii, lumea in care traim.&lt;br /&gt;Si eu m-am schimbat, si foarte mult.&lt;br /&gt;Mi-e greu, mi-e tare greu sa devin un om mare, stiu ca asa trebuie,dar nu vreau.&lt;br /&gt;E prea frumos sa ramai inocent.&lt;br /&gt;Am schimbat multe in 2 ani de zile, locatii, oameni, prietenii, ani, timpuri istorice. Un singur lucru mi-a ramas, si este si cel mai important.&lt;br /&gt;Iubirea.&lt;br /&gt;Am aceeasi iubire in suflet pentru tine ca si la inceput, am aceleasi sentimente care ma fac sa zambesc.&lt;br /&gt;Doar distanta s-a schimbat.&lt;br /&gt;Nu mai e.&lt;br /&gt;Acum te am langa mine in fiecare zi, infruntam impreuna orice bucurie si orice tristete.&lt;br /&gt;Am reusit, sa cladim ceva frumos, ceva imens doar din sentimente, fara sa ne pese de lumea din jur, de sfaturi cum ca nu o sa mearga, sau alte baliverne.&lt;br /&gt;Ne-am intalnit simplu, din cuvinte insiruite, si am stiut de atunci ca tu esti aceea jumatate care lipsea.&lt;br /&gt;Acum e un intreg, e un intreg zi de zi, am invins orice distanta, si toate cearceafurile reci din lume.&lt;br /&gt;Acum e cald, caci ma invelesc cu bratele tale, cu sufletul tau cald, cu privirea blanda si ma hranesc zilnic cu cuvinte care m-au facut sa te iubesc atunci, acum si intotdeauna.&lt;br /&gt;Lumea se mai schimba,si noi ne-am schimbat dar iubirea a ramas acceasi.&lt;br /&gt;Din doua suflete am facut unul singur, unul fericit.&lt;br /&gt;Si tot aceleasi cuvinte,&lt;br /&gt;Te iubesc mult mult mult mult mult mult mult de tot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mqTBCE1T6hU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1630778152501126341-3107858027403095652?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3107858027403095652/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2011/07/unforgettable.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/3107858027403095652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/3107858027403095652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2011/07/unforgettable.html' title='unforgettable.'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B9wn7meKy74/ThY6jNltI8I/AAAAAAAAAaA/Dgn8lg6BkHA/s72-c/lb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-3035024778383838998</id><published>2011-06-20T19:04:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T19:23:01.546+03:00</updated><title type='text'>mood.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5sWTzkxEZm0/Tf9zwewjVdI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/xCRRKMNF3_c/s1600/laughing-girl-couple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 257px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5sWTzkxEZm0/Tf9zwewjVdI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/xCRRKMNF3_c/s320/laughing-girl-couple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620338136709289426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                două cuvinte....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             un cântec.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           o stare....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/D9AFMVMl9qE" allowfullscreen="" width="560" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I love u:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1630778152501126341-3035024778383838998?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3035024778383838998/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2011/06/mood.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/3035024778383838998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/3035024778383838998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2011/06/mood.html' title='mood.'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5sWTzkxEZm0/Tf9zwewjVdI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/xCRRKMNF3_c/s72-c/laughing-girl-couple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-3648460220995297701</id><published>2011-06-06T14:21:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T15:19:32.077+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memo plus'/><title type='text'>Jocul de-a memoria?!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_gj8R8wPQs/TezDZG67R4I/AAAAAAAAAZw/LlJVVRIZk9c/s1600/Hitler_und_Stalin_Bl%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_gj8R8wPQs/TezDZG67R4I/AAAAAAAAAZw/LlJVVRIZk9c/s320/Hitler_und_Stalin_Bl%255B1%255D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615077671546079106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pfff...daca vroiam sa ies din nebunia asta sigur nu se intampla nimic care sa ma ajute.&lt;br /&gt;Asa ca, impotriva mea, nebunia a luat sfarsit printr-o alta nebunie, o nebunie plina de nopti nedormite, emotii puternice, raspunsuri corecte sau gresite, rasul acela hilar de oboseala, sau cate si mai cate.&lt;br /&gt;Perioada cea mai frumoasa din viata unui student, sesiunea!&lt;br /&gt;Mica mea mare nebunie.&lt;br /&gt;Si totusi, stiu ca o sa-i duc lipsa, deja simt ca au trecut prea repede 2 ani de facultate, iar vineri, in ultima zi de cursuri din anul 2 m-am gandit ca la anul o sa plang rau cand o sa-mi dau seama ca o sa ia sfarsit existenta mea in amfiteatrul Iorga, sau in sala 304 unde s-au intamplat toate lucrurile bune si rele din facultate.&lt;br /&gt;Cu siguranta o sa le duc dorul....&lt;br /&gt;Pana atunci imi impart existenta, momentan ca ce e prea mult strica, intre contemporana si moderna, intre Antonescu si Stalin, si intre vise cu cel de-al doilea razboi mondial.&lt;br /&gt;Plus sms-uri,multe sms-uri catre mica mea mare prietena (da, tu), in care o intreb ce face, doar de dragul de a ma scoate putin din randurile mult prea multe si prea inrosite, ca deh, trebuie tinute minte.&lt;br /&gt;Bine ca si ea ma intreaba la fel, e bine cand suntem mai multi in aceeasi nebunie, suportam mai usor.&lt;br /&gt;Singurele momente de respiro sunt cand fiinta mea iubita face ce face si ma face sa rad pana nu mai pot si uit de toata treaba asta cu razboaie si conferinte intre oamenii ilustrii ai tarii noastre.&lt;br /&gt;Iti multumesc.:x&lt;br /&gt;aaaa  si postul e la fel...aveam nevoie de o iesire de cateva minute din nebunie.&lt;br /&gt;Ma intorc, cred.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ceva funny:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/HX2-2Phgl4Q" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1630778152501126341-3648460220995297701?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3648460220995297701/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2011/06/jocul-de-memoria.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/3648460220995297701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/3648460220995297701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2011/06/jocul-de-memoria.html' title='Jocul de-a memoria?!!'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_gj8R8wPQs/TezDZG67R4I/AAAAAAAAAZw/LlJVVRIZk9c/s72-c/Hitler_und_Stalin_Bl%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-8878737254356584127</id><published>2011-05-12T10:46:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T23:31:35.171+03:00</updated><title type='text'>written or unwritten</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1ho688xATuI/TcuVP8ijJtI/AAAAAAAAAZk/twQOLo3NnbI/s1600/writting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1ho688xATuI/TcuVP8ijJtI/AAAAAAAAAZk/twQOLo3NnbI/s320/writting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605738262374328018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cateodata facem lucruri pe care nu credeam ca o sa reusim vreodata sa le facem. Ne indeplinim vise, dorinte, placeri, sau pur si simplu un moft. Indiferent de ce se intampla in lumea asta noi, oamenii, continuam sa ne vedem de treburile noastre&lt;br /&gt;.Am trait o experienta minunanta timp de 2 saptamani.&lt;br /&gt;Am avut frau liber sa ma exprim , sa caut, sa aflu si sa fiu criticata. Am putut sa conturez fiecare cuvant, fiecare litera in felul meu.&lt;br /&gt;Asa cum am privit eu istoria inca de cand am devenit prietene.&lt;br /&gt;Timpul, oamenii de acolo, zumzaiala , povesti fara fond sau informatii aparute a doua zi in ziar, toate au contribuit la mica mea escapada.&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu daca asta mi se potriveste, nu stiu daca asta voi face, nu stiu, dar mi-a placut. Am trait cu emotie fiecare litera, fiecare virgula si fiecare moment de publicare.&lt;br /&gt;Melancolia de dupa ma facut sa ma gandesc ce voi face, dar raman multe semne de intrebare. Totusi, as putea sa fac si asta, as putea sa schimb ceva si numai prin acest mod, prin daruire, pasiune şi altruism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  Multumesc! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Natasha Bedingfield - Unwritten&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;object width="448" height="33"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/Lionel19/e89e3d59336fdf.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="username=Lionel19&amp;amp;hash=e89e3d59336fdf&amp;amp;miniMode=true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/Lionel19/e89e3d59336fdf.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" flashvars="username=Lionel19&amp;amp;hash=e89e3d59336fdf&amp;amp;miniMode=true" width="448" height="33"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.trilulilu.ro/audio/diverse" title="diverse"&gt;  Asculta  mai multe  audio   diverse &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div 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unwritten'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1ho688xATuI/TcuVP8ijJtI/AAAAAAAAAZk/twQOLo3NnbI/s72-c/writting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-2242651370330849554</id><published>2011-03-23T10:05:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T10:22:08.078+02:00</updated><title type='text'>soul+mate=soulmate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-32Ieg9tskWc/TYmtWV6w2vI/AAAAAAAAAZc/wdGjJfiFFZM/s1600/SOULMATE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-32Ieg9tskWc/TYmtWV6w2vI/AAAAAAAAAZc/wdGjJfiFFZM/s320/SOULMATE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587187412082154226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mi-a trecut un gand azi.Poate mult prea de dimineata.&lt;br /&gt;M-am gandit ca singuratatea e o chestie relativa.&lt;br /&gt;Ca toti trecem prin asa ceva.&lt;br /&gt;Iar unii trecem pur si simplu pentru ca vrem.&lt;br /&gt;Stiu ca exista cineva pentru altcineva mereu,dar se intampla foarte des sa nu vezi asta,sa nu poti trece de bariera asta.&lt;br /&gt;  La fel ca intr-o relatie,e nevoie de compromisuri.&lt;br /&gt;Dar cand e vorba de singuratate ,e vorba si de un compromis cu tine insuti.&lt;br /&gt;Poti face asta?.&lt;br /&gt;Poti trece de bariera pe care ti-ai impus-o?&lt;br /&gt;Sau pur si simplu vrei sa traiesti asa in suferinta ta?.&lt;br /&gt;  Cred ca oamenii singuri,cei care nu si-au gasit jumatatea sufera.&lt;br /&gt;Suferinta lor poate nu e pentru faptul ca nu au pe cineva la bine si la rau,ci pentru statutul acesta de persoana singura cu care sunt  catalogati zi de zi.&lt;br /&gt;Noi oamenii,suntem facuti pentru suferinta,suntem supusi unor teste,poate,zi de zi,de care ne dam seama sau pe care le ignoram.&lt;br /&gt;  Fara o relatie spui mereu ca ai prieteni,ca ai parinti,ca sunt atatia oameni in jurul tau,dar stim fiecare ca la un moment dat din viata asta ai sa-ti dai seama ca lipseste totusi ceva din acest puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;O simpla piesa,dar care umple tot acel gol.&lt;br /&gt;       Eu am nevoie de "la bine si la rau",pentru ca mi-am dat seama la timp ca am nevoie de asta.&lt;br /&gt;Urasc singuratea cu care se confrunta aceasta lume.&lt;br /&gt;Urasc oamenii care nu vad cum ,poate,alesul sau aleasa stau chiar langa ei in autobuz,dar de grijile zilnice pentru propria persoana uita sa se uite in jur.&lt;br /&gt;Deschide-ti ochii.&lt;br /&gt;           Singuratatea e dureroasa.&lt;br /&gt;Si nu ti-o fura nimeni,pentru ca nimeni nu o vrea.&lt;br /&gt; Putem mai bine de atat,&lt;br /&gt;Si asta pentru ca suntem oameni,si pentru ca avem suflete.&lt;br /&gt;Sufletul exista pentru ca stii ca exista si un suflet pereche pentru el,acolo undeva.&lt;br /&gt;  Eu l-am gasit pe al meu,dupa multa cautare,exact acolo unde nu ma asteptam sa fie,acolo unde nici nu ma gandeam ca o sa-l gasesc.&lt;br /&gt;Si e perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Are tocmai forma aceea care-i lipsea jumatatii mele de suflet.&lt;br /&gt;Sunt un intreg.&lt;br /&gt;    Nu mai lasati sa plece dragostea de langa voi,pentru ca asa o sa plece si lumea asta,si credinta din voi,si mai ales bunatatea.&lt;br /&gt;         Doar un gand de miercuri dimineata........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/P27MPi3ZhCg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1630778152501126341-2242651370330849554?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2242651370330849554/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2011/03/soulmatesoulmate.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/2242651370330849554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/2242651370330849554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2011/03/soulmatesoulmate.html' title='soul+mate=soulmate'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-32Ieg9tskWc/TYmtWV6w2vI/AAAAAAAAAZc/wdGjJfiFFZM/s72-c/SOULMATE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-5438686716535142864</id><published>2011-03-18T23:41:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T00:15:05.614+02:00</updated><title type='text'>acorduri de chitara.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gk4KOaYWrtQ/TYPXTIWT19I/AAAAAAAAAZU/8YpYcguwW04/s1600/lectii%2Bchitara.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/-gk4KOaYWrtQ/TYPXTIWT19I/AAAAAAAAAZU/8YpYcguwW04/s320/lectii%2Bchitara.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585544686528092114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sunet lin.&lt;br /&gt;Sunet curat si pur.&lt;br /&gt;Sunetul unei chitari pe ale carei corzi se prelinge usor putin din sufletul tau.&lt;br /&gt;Stau si te privesc.&lt;br /&gt;Nu ma pot opri.&lt;br /&gt;Felul in care iti plimbi degetele pe corzile chitarii ma face sa ma infior.&lt;br /&gt;E ca si iubirea.&lt;br /&gt;O atingi usor fara sa o ranesti.&lt;br /&gt;Buzele tale rostesc cuvinte care ma fac sa ma indragostesc din nou si din nou de tine,&lt;br /&gt;de sunetul voicii tale pe melodia mea preferata.&lt;br /&gt;Acorduri de chitara.....&lt;br /&gt;        Asa cum te joci cu cuvintele,cu corzile mult prea rigide,cu privirea fixa asupa chitarii asa ma ametesti,ma invalui cu iubire.&lt;br /&gt;Cu acel aer de bine,pe care as vrea sa il simt la nesfarsit.&lt;br /&gt;Cu acel fior care ma trece pe spate ori de cate ori ridici putin vocea in cantecul tau.&lt;br /&gt;Nu pot decat sa-ti zambesc.&lt;br /&gt;    Ador felul in care te uiti la mine atunci cand tii  in brate chitara,atunci cand spui"acesta e pentru tine" sau cand intru pe usa dupa o zi grea ,si in fundal se aud corzile strabatute de sufletul tau.&lt;br /&gt;        Esti special.&lt;br /&gt;Esti artistul meu preferat&lt;br /&gt;.Ai reusit si reusesti in fiecare zi sa ghicesti notele sufletului meu si sa interpretezi melodia.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru asta te iubesc.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru sufletul acela pe care il pui in tot ceea ce faci.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca esti altfel.&lt;br /&gt;Si pentru ca orice acord de chitara fie el g major sau c minor,&lt;br /&gt;sunt bucatele din sufletul tau care-l intregesc zi de zi pe al meu.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oasis - Wonderwall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;object width="448" height="33"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/Cronologium/f8ebf8df643afd.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="username=Cronologium&amp;amp;hash=f8ebf8df643afd&amp;amp;miniMode=true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/Cronologium/f8ebf8df643afd.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" flashvars="username=Cronologium&amp;amp;hash=f8ebf8df643afd&amp;amp;miniMode=true" width="448" height="33"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.trilulilu.ro/audio/diverse" title="diverse"&gt;  Asculta  mai multe  audio   diverse &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1630778152501126341-5438686716535142864?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5438686716535142864/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2011/03/acorduri-de-chitara.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/5438686716535142864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/5438686716535142864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2011/03/acorduri-de-chitara.html' title='acorduri de chitara.'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gk4KOaYWrtQ/TYPXTIWT19I/AAAAAAAAAZU/8YpYcguwW04/s72-c/lectii%2Bchitara.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-5497738378706259313</id><published>2011-02-22T22:04:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T22:23:28.971+02:00</updated><title type='text'>prezent.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88qbtZyOwaU/TWQaspbteuI/AAAAAAAAAZM/2oh41v2yKiM/s1600/rhan280l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88qbtZyOwaU/TWQaspbteuI/AAAAAAAAAZM/2oh41v2yKiM/s320/rhan280l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576611592930163426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Ma infurie faptul ca lumea asta stagneaza.De fapt nici macar nu doreste sa inainteze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;   De ce depindem mereu de ceilalti in orice actiune pe care o intreprindem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;       Ma infurie la fel de mult faptul ca exista oameni care isi doresc sa mearga mai departe,sa mai inainteze o treapta ,sa duca mai departe informatiile si altii pur si simplu nu ii lasa.Asa numitele bariere care nu ne lasa sa mergem mai departe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;              Sunt furioasa ca lucrurile se intampla in acest fel.&lt;br /&gt;Adica,de ce nu am putea inainta singuri,la propria decizie?De ce trebuie sa cerem aprobari,recomandari,referinte de la alte persoane si totul ca sa putem privi putin spre viitor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;            Lumea asta s-a intors pe dos.Si atunci,de ce ne mai miram ca oamenii sunt indiferenti,ca sunt egoisti sau ca pur si simplu nu le pasa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;             Nu.&lt;br /&gt;Noi am ales sa stagnam.Stagnam intr-un asa fel incat cred ca si globul pamantesc va inceta la un moment dat sa se mai roteasca.&lt;br /&gt;Care e cauza?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;               Singura care imi vine in minte e ca uram viitorul si adoram expresia "mai bine sa ramana asa".&lt;br /&gt;Sau ca ne-am complacut in aceasta situatie si ce rost are sa mai facem ceva,nu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;               Urasc chestia asta.&lt;br /&gt;Mi-e rusine pentru mine si pentru restul lumii ca stramosii nostrii se intorc in mormant.Ei care au purtat sute de batalii pentru libertatea neamului,pentru pace,pentru dezvoltare,si noi ce facem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;             Noi stagnam.E bine sa faci aceleasi lucruri zilnic,sa-ti respecti rutina,astfel nu esti nevoit sa dai de lucruri noi si sa nu te poti descurca cu ele.Aceasta e atitudinea romaneasca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;             Ar trebui sa mergem mai departe.&lt;br /&gt;Ar trebui sa privim inainte nu sa mergem cu capul in pamant.&lt;br /&gt;Ar trebui pur si simplu sa invatam sa spunem mai des "Da" lucrurilor noi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;                             Dar cred ca imi doresc prea mult.&lt;br /&gt;Probabil nimic nu o sa se schimbe nici peste alti 20 de ani.&lt;br /&gt;Asa este omul.&lt;br /&gt;Daca lucrurile ii sunt pe plac si merg bine,de ce sa riste?&lt;br /&gt;Lasa ca mai bine ramane asa........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/1630778152501126341-5497738378706259313?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5497738378706259313/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2011/02/prezent.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/5497738378706259313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/5497738378706259313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2011/02/prezent.html' title='prezent.'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88qbtZyOwaU/TWQaspbteuI/AAAAAAAAAZM/2oh41v2yKiM/s72-c/rhan280l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-1362048252837398050</id><published>2011-02-10T10:05:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T10:36:41.296+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Simplitate uitata.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f3taxWRLc-s/TVOigqriymI/AAAAAAAAAZE/b2my7AoVGDc/s1600/Forgotten_Simplicity_by_elixerant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f3taxWRLc-s/TVOigqriymI/AAAAAAAAAZE/b2my7AoVGDc/s320/Forgotten_Simplicity_by_elixerant.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571975846083873378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Urmand cursul ei natural,viata ne provoaca in fiecare zi.Ne da sau ne ia.Ne deschide o usa sau ne-o inchide.Insa toate celealte lucruri care fac parte din viata noastra obisnuita ii modifica putin cursul.&lt;br /&gt;De ce oare?&lt;br /&gt; Poate pentru ca exista acele "curbe" la care trebuie sa incetinim viteza pentru ca a altfel putem pierde controlul.A invata sa iubesti,a invata sa vorbesti,a invata sa scrii sau sa citesti pot fi lucruri simple,insa au o semnificatie mareata.Fara aceasta baza construita de ele nu am avea pe ce sa cladim restul piramidei.&lt;br /&gt; Viata unui om e patronata de alti oameni.Majoritatea barbatii si femei.E ca si cum lumea se imparte in doua tabere care,de cand s-a creat barbatul si femeia,se lupta,se iubesc,se urasc si nu pot trai unul fara celalat.&lt;br /&gt;  Incepand din preistorie femeia avea nevoie de barbat pentru a-i aduce hrana si pentru o apara si barbatul avea nevoie de femeie pentru a-l ingriji si pentru a duce mai departe specia.Trecand agale prin timp,lucrurile s-au schimbat.Iar in ziua de azi notiunea de a "fii cu cineva pentru ca il iubesc",a disparut de foarte multa vreme.Putini mai sunt aceia care iubesc din suflet si care sunt alaturi de persoana iubita la bine si la rau.&lt;br /&gt;Femeile au invatat ca pot detine si singure puterea,iar barbatul a incetat sa mai spuna ca are nevoie de femeie.&lt;br /&gt;Si asa ajungem in secolul XXI,unde barbatul si femeia se cauta unul pe celalat pentru un anumit interes.&lt;br /&gt;Aud mereu fete spunand ca nu-si iubesc partenerul si ca nu au de ce sa faca compromisuri atata timp cat barbatul le face pe plac si le finanteaza.Lumea asta s-a degradat total.Si nu pentru ca doar femeia ar gresi,ci si barbatul care accepta astfel de lucruri,sau mai rau le face si el.&lt;br /&gt;    Unde a disparut toata iubirea,toata bunatatea sau toata simplitatea si toata credinta?&lt;br /&gt; Undeva intre barbat si femeie,sau intre parinte si copil sau intre adolescent si prieteni.Tindem mereu spre ceea ce au altii si ne dorim sa avem si noi.Ori asta nu ne poate face mai buni,ci din contra mai rai.Am uitat sa ne indreptam ochii spre cer si sa ne rugam sa fie mai bine,am uitat sa spunem multumesc,si am uitat sa ne bucuram de lucrurile simple.&lt;br /&gt;Mie una,imi pare rau ca societatea a ajuns aici.Si nu ma refer doar la tara noastra,lucrurile astea se intampla peste tot in lume.Si din pacate,nu se vede la orizont nicio solutie.&lt;br /&gt;Poate putin mai multa bunavointa si umpic mai multa  credinta.......&lt;br /&gt;       Poate asa am mai imbunatati lumea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yiruma - River Flows in You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;object width="448" height="33"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/Bubu181/f90d02a6299f4d.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="username=Bubu181&amp;amp;hash=f90d02a6299f4d&amp;amp;miniMode=true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/Bubu181/f90d02a6299f4d.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" flashvars="username=Bubu181&amp;amp;hash=f90d02a6299f4d&amp;amp;miniMode=true" width="448" height="33"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.trilulilu.ro/audio/diverse" title="diverse"&gt;  Asculta  mai multe  audio   diverse &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-6735335188916624230</id><published>2011-02-02T01:26:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T02:53:38.646+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Perspective.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/TUiX1abCrYI/AAAAAAAAAY0/Jzl9-aGrDX0/s1600/6a00e5505bfd4c883301157113cbb4970c-500wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/TUiX1abCrYI/AAAAAAAAAY0/Jzl9-aGrDX0/s320/6a00e5505bfd4c883301157113cbb4970c-500wi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568867883125222786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:hyphenationzone&gt;21&lt;/w:HyphenationZone&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0cm;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;M-am gandit sa-mi schimb putin perspectiva blogului.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cum va spuneam in postul anterior,am crescut.Si imi place sa cred ca odata cu mine si blogul meu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;M-am concentrat prea mult asupra mea..si asta s-a reflectat in posturile mele.Imi place sa cred ca,un cuvant de-al meu o fraza ar putea ajuta pe cineva sau dimpotriva ar putea supara.si totusi...cuvintele ne alina sufletul sau..ne fac mai puternici.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chiar daca se spune ca o palma face mai mult decat 1000 de cuvinte,si cuvintele dor si ranesc si fac rau si uneori fac atat de mult bine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Stiu ca exista foarte multa lume care prefera sa taca,care prefera sa priveasca in detrimentul vorbelor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Consider ca,comunicarea este exact lucrul acela care le lipseste oamenilor din ziua de azi.Daca am vorbi in loc sa tacem poate am schimba mai multe lucruri.Cuvintele ne leaga unii de ceilalti.probabil ca,fara cuvinte am invata sa gesticulam la perfectie...dar v-ati gandit vreodata cum ar fii sa nu puteti spune nici macar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;buna”?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Si totusi exista si astfel de oameni,care,din pacate si-ar dori sa vorbeasca dar nu pot,pentru ca asa le-a fost dat sa fie.Iar noi,toti ceilalti preferam sa tacem,cand ei si-ar dori atat de mult sa vorbeasca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fara cuvinte nu ar exista.....”te iubesc”...nu ar exista” ma doare”,”multumesc” sau „te plac”.Asta ar insemna ca relatiile interumane ar disparea.Iar eu una,nu pot sa-mi imaginez viata fara a fii in permanenta conectata cu alti oameni.Iar de aici ajungem la afectiune..si iata cum,trairile noastre,gandurile noastre nu sunt decat o insiruire de cuvinte care ne poarta dintr-un loc in altul si pana la urma ajung la suflet!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1630778152501126341-6735335188916624230?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6735335188916624230/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2011/02/perspective.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/6735335188916624230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/6735335188916624230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2011/02/perspective.html' title='Perspective.'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/TUiX1abCrYI/AAAAAAAAAY0/Jzl9-aGrDX0/s72-c/6a00e5505bfd4c883301157113cbb4970c-500wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-2230573525432980819</id><published>2011-01-04T14:25:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T01:17:49.534+02:00</updated><title type='text'>20?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/TSMaVkDkdpI/AAAAAAAAAYc/NfTkbL7atKU/s1600/hgjh.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 260px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/TSMaVkDkdpI/AAAAAAAAAYc/NfTkbL7atKU/s320/hgjh.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558315322863548050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;20.&lt;br /&gt;Nu credeam ca o sa ajung aici.&lt;br /&gt;Cum ma simt?&lt;br /&gt;Fericita si melancolica in acelasi timp.&lt;br /&gt;Melancolica pentru ca nu mai sunt acel copil care se juca cu papusile si fericita ca sunt azi aici.&lt;br /&gt;Ca lucrurile s-au asezat in viata mea ca si la joculetul acela "tetris",unde trebuie mereu sa fie piesa potrivita,altfel nu merge.&lt;br /&gt;Asa e si in viata mea de acum.&lt;br /&gt;O singura persoana pe care o iubesc enorm,este si va fii mereu piesa potrivita.&lt;br /&gt;Piesa de la care s-au asezat si celelalte la locul lor.&lt;br /&gt;Am crescut,stiu.Dar nu voi renunta sa raman un copil in sufletul meu.Nu stiu voi cum v-ati simtit,insa eu,acum simt ca imi incepe "viata de om mare":).&lt;br /&gt;Si asta pentru ca am devenit o fiinta responsabila.&lt;br /&gt;Stiu,suna ciudat dar daca stai si te gandesti putin,nu noi ne impunem sa invatam cum sa fim mari,ci viata prin cursul ei si prin natura ei ne invata ca fara responsabilitati nu poti merge mai departe.&lt;br /&gt;Ufff...am invatat atat de multe in acest timp.Dar cel mai important,am invatat ca fara iubire nu pot trai,nu pot respira,si nu as putea nicicand sa fiu puternica.&lt;br /&gt;Ii multumesc lui mami,lui tati pentru ca mi-au dat viata si pentru ca m-au crescut,&lt;br /&gt;si mai special tie&lt;br /&gt;pentru ca existi si pentru ca azi,la 20,esti langa mine,pentru ca ma iubesti,ma sprijini,ma tii de mana,ma faci sa zambesc sau pur si simplu pentru ca ma tii in brate.&lt;br /&gt;Te iubesc!&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/1630778152501126341-2230573525432980819?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2230573525432980819/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2011/01/20.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/2230573525432980819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/2230573525432980819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2011/01/20.html' title='20?!'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/TSMaVkDkdpI/AAAAAAAAAYc/NfTkbL7atKU/s72-c/hgjh.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-4900571877668333906</id><published>2010-11-08T16:32:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T17:01:12.924+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Reinventing me.</title><content type='html'>AM lipsit mult.Foarte mult,dar am ales sa imi fac ordine in viata.Sa trec intr-o noua etapa si sa asez lucrurile din viata mea asa cum aranjez cartile pe un raft, dupa cota sau indice sau autor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        Mi-a fost dor sa astern cuvinte pe aceste foi virtuale...Mi-a fost dor sa-mi reintregesc inima prin cuvinte.&lt;br /&gt;M-am schimbat.Am lasat in urma oameni,trairi,amintiri.M-am trezit deodata intr-un oras mult prea mare,mult prea aglomerat si tot pe atat de frumos.&lt;br /&gt; Aici...mii de oameni alearga zilnic,trec pe rosu,se inghesuie in autobuz,citesc o carte sau mananca in graba un covrig.Bucuresti.&lt;br /&gt; A fost greu la inceput,insa am inchis ochii si am mers mai departe.Sprijinul meu este tot el.El ma suportat si ma suporta in fiecare zi.&lt;br /&gt; Agitatia asta din jurul meu ma ameteste uneori insa nu cred ca m-as fi potrivit in alt loc mai bine ca aici.Iubesc istoria si am ajuns sa o cunosc.Am ajuns sa simt mirosul cartilor vechi de la anticariat si acasa.Sa-mi plimb ochii peste miile de titluri care stau pe tarabele vanzatorilor de carti de langa Universitate.Sa aud mereu lucruri noi care totusi sunt vechi pentru ca fac parte din istorie si sa ma intreb de ce s-a intamplat asa?Poate daca eram acolo as fi putut sa schimb ceva..sau poate pot acum.&lt;br /&gt; Bucurestiul ma invatat sa fiu mai tare,mai puternica,si uneori mai nepasatoare.Altfel nu ai cum sa rezisti.Eu m-am obisnuit.Simt ca sunt aici de o viata,dar e bine totusi ca am uneori unde sa ma refugiez:).Am invatat sa schimb autobuzele,sa ma grabesc cand e fara 20 si Ciho intra la si un sfert,sau sa intarzii ca nu vreau sa plec de acasa...dimineti grele de luni....&lt;br /&gt; Viata mea e un tren care uneori se opreste in fiecare gara,alteori o ia la goana spre aceea gara.Ce m-as face fara el?Fara autobuzul 69?Fara covrigii calzi de pe colt de la Universitate?Fara privelistea de la etajul 4 al facultatii?Sau fara perioada interbelica?:D&lt;br /&gt;  Sunt fericita si asta e tot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3W7TO1aDxQY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=ro_RO"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3W7TO1aDxQY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=ro_RO" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1630778152501126341-4900571877668333906?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4900571877668333906/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2010/11/reinventing-me.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/4900571877668333906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/4900571877668333906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2010/11/reinventing-me.html' title='Reinventing me.'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-2777206249335968595</id><published>2009-05-29T22:45:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T14:08:17.771+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Far in distance near at heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SiA7c8-pOLI/AAAAAAAAAXM/cXuAn10sMT0/s1600-h/long_distance_love.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 195px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SiA7c8-pOLI/AAAAAAAAAXM/cXuAn10sMT0/s320/long_distance_love.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341334526652659890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Uite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Azi 29.&lt;br /&gt;Ai aici un suflet.&lt;br /&gt;E tot al tau.&lt;br /&gt;Al tau pentru totdeauna.&lt;br /&gt;Eu?&lt;br /&gt;Un soldat.&lt;br /&gt;Un soldat pentru ca distanta nu ma doborat.&lt;br /&gt;6 luni.&lt;br /&gt;Distanta ma atacat in fiecare zi,si poate uneori&lt;br /&gt;am lasat armele jos insa m-am luptat cu pumnii.&lt;br /&gt;Nu e nimic mai puternic decat dragostea mea pentru tine.&lt;br /&gt;Iar voi,voi cei care nu credeti,care judecati&lt;br /&gt;sa va spun ceva...noua nu ne pasa de voi&lt;br /&gt;Ne iubim.&lt;br /&gt;Obstacole?&lt;br /&gt;Probabil o sa fie mai mult de un milion,&lt;br /&gt;insa eu cu tine suntem o singura persoana care&lt;br /&gt;are o iubire infinita.&lt;br /&gt;Numai Dumnezeu stie cat de mult te iubesc.&lt;br /&gt;Greseli?&lt;br /&gt;Fiecare imi pare rau a insemnat un te iubesc si mai mult.&lt;br /&gt;Iar de aici..iubitul meu..de aici incolo..&lt;br /&gt;o sa plecam tinandu-ne de mana.&lt;br /&gt;Iarta-ma ca uneori am cedat si am plans..&lt;br /&gt;stii ca pe tine te iubesc cel mai mult.&lt;br /&gt;Si daca m-ar intreba cineva langa cine mi-as dori sa fiu peste 50 de ani,&lt;br /&gt;raspunsul ar fi Alin.&lt;br /&gt;Iar azi..pe 29 ne urez noua,un Happy Aniversary&lt;br /&gt;si toata viata impreuna.&lt;br /&gt;Te iubesc.&lt;/span&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/1630778152501126341-2777206249335968595?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2777206249335968595/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SiA7c8-pOLI/AAAAAAAAAXM/cXuAn10sMT0/s72-c/long_distance_love.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-4707678198249331846</id><published>2009-05-22T12:13:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T13:32:32.918+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pills.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/Sh0S43H_d-I/AAAAAAAAAW8/6AKP7drtcdo/s1600-h/tienda-happy-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/Sh0S43H_d-I/AAAAAAAAAW8/6AKP7drtcdo/s320/tienda-happy-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340445501210720226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Am o pofta nebuna de viata.De zambete de baloane de sapun,de vremuri calde,de imbratisari neterminate,de saruturi pe frunte.&lt;br /&gt;Dor de tine.Pofta sa stau cu tine pana apune soarele pe iarba mult prea verde.Sa simt atingerea ta,sa vad apusul in ochii tai.&lt;br /&gt;Sa aud copii razand in bataia soarelui iar noi sa trecem fericiti pe langa ei ,iar ei sa ne priveasca cu ochii mari si sa zambeasca:).&lt;br /&gt;Pofta sa alerg prin Bucuresti cu tine de mana.&lt;br /&gt;Pofta sa ne iubim in cearceafuri reci intr-o zi caniculara.&lt;br /&gt;Pofta de ceva dulce.Tu.&lt;br /&gt;Sa ne facem o singura poza si dupa ce o facem sa spunem "facem alta ca n-am iesit bine:))"&lt;br /&gt;Pofta sa rad cu tine de viitor.&lt;br /&gt;Pofta nebuna sa imi canti.&lt;br /&gt;Shht...nu spune nimanui,dar am in buzunar un suflet si multe multe zambete.&lt;br /&gt;Toate pentru tine.&lt;br /&gt;Pofta de a sta cu tine toata ziua si toata noaptea.&lt;br /&gt;Pofta de a ma intreba tu daca mi-ai spus ca ma iubesti azi,si chiar daca mi-ai spus azi de 1 milion de ori eu sa zic"pai nu mi-ai spus":)&lt;br /&gt;Pofta sa-ti spun ca te iubesc mult mult mult mult mult si sa te sarut.&lt;br /&gt;Pofta de tine.De noi.De viata.De iubire.De vara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x9DPJ2bTJCQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x9DPJ2bTJCQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1630778152501126341-4707678198249331846?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4707678198249331846/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/05/pills.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/4707678198249331846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/4707678198249331846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/05/pills.html' title='Pills.'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/Sh0S43H_d-I/AAAAAAAAAW8/6AKP7drtcdo/s72-c/tienda-happy-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-941612358932466882</id><published>2009-04-21T13:41:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T14:16:20.252+03:00</updated><title type='text'>There are stars and there are people.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/Se2q44Ui8eI/AAAAAAAAAWk/G84p65PLyJM/s1600-h/greatroadsceneallposterse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/Se2q44Ui8eI/AAAAAAAAAWk/G84p65PLyJM/s320/greatroadsceneallposterse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327101828417122786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Viata?&lt;br /&gt;Un cer plin de stele.Un drum plin de obstacole.&lt;br /&gt;Pas cu pas nu facem decat sa alergam printre stele,printre constelatii.&lt;br /&gt;Fiecare stea,e de fapt un om sau poate un moment din viata pe langa care am trecut fugind,&lt;br /&gt;iar asta pentru ca unele stele dispar iar altele reapar pe cer.&lt;br /&gt;Toata viata alergam in cautarea stelei noastre.&lt;br /&gt;Acea stea,care prin stralucirea ei,prin maretia ei iti taie respiratia.&lt;br /&gt;Toti avem aceasta clipa,cand,dintre mii de stele o zarim pe a noastra.&lt;br /&gt;Nu-ti spune nimeni ca aceea e steaua ta,pur si simplu stii.&lt;br /&gt;Stii ca e clipa ta.&lt;br /&gt;Ca de acum incolo n-ai sa mai alergi singur,caci drumul e pavat cu pietre pentru doi.&lt;br /&gt;E steaua pe care o iei de mana si cu care alegi sa te avanti in lume.&lt;br /&gt;Nu-ti spune nimeni ca e steaua potrivita sau ca nu e.&lt;br /&gt;Pur si simplu stii.&lt;br /&gt;Eu?..Eu mi-am intalnit steaua.&lt;br /&gt;Am cunoscut clipa.&lt;br /&gt;Acea clipa care nu mi-a dat decat 10 secunde sa-mi vad viata toata.&lt;br /&gt;Acea clipa in care am stiut,uitandu-ma la ochii tai,ca ai sa alergi cu mine toata viata,&lt;br /&gt;si ca urmele din drumul meu se potrivesc perfect cu ale tale.&lt;br /&gt;Am stiut ca tu esti steaua de pe cerul meu,acea stea care straluceste cel mai tare.&lt;br /&gt;Iar stelutele pe langa care am trecut au fost doar experiente sau oameni de la care&lt;br /&gt;fie am invatat ceva fie doar am trecut pe langa ei.&lt;br /&gt;De acum stiu ca tu,steaua mea,ma vei calauzi toata viata,&lt;br /&gt;ca ma vei iubi si ma vei proteja pe drumul lung al vietii.&lt;br /&gt;Ca vei straluci mereu mai tare ca sa stiu unde sa te gasesc,si ca nu vei pleca niciodata.&lt;br /&gt;Ca ma vei iubi la  nesfarsit,asa cum te iubesc si eu.&lt;br /&gt;Nu intrebati de unde stiu asta.&lt;br /&gt;Pur si simplu stiu.&lt;br /&gt;Atat,stiu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1630778152501126341-941612358932466882?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/941612358932466882/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/04/there-are-stars-and-there-are-people.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/941612358932466882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/941612358932466882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/04/there-are-stars-and-there-are-people.html' title='There are stars and there are people.'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/Se2q44Ui8eI/AAAAAAAAAWk/G84p65PLyJM/s72-c/greatroadsceneallposterse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-8806006394216500086</id><published>2009-03-30T14:05:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T22:28:23.086+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Alb negru.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SdCuNmWy1LI/AAAAAAAAAWU/QTH-KuW42v4/s1600-h/cb_couple_bed_070601_ms.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/_Cxodxzrvubc/SdCuNmWy1LI/AAAAAAAAAWU/QTH-KuW42v4/s320/cb_couple_bed_070601_ms.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318942708582241458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Cateodata simt ca zilele se termina pe umerii mei.Isi lasa greutatea pe umerii mei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Am ajuns acasa sfarsita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;M-am aruncat in cearceafurile reci si am inchis ochii.As fi vrut sa adorm,si asta doar pentru ca timpul sa treaca mai repede.Pentru ca ti-as fi vrut trupul cald langa al meu.Cu ochii mari deschisi sa visam,sa ne uitam la fiecare norisor in parte.Sa-mi spui putin din tine.Sa-mi iei mana rece si sa o incalzesti cu a ta.Sa nu-i mai dai drumul.As fi vrut ca cearceafurile mult prea albe pentru ochii obositi sa ne infasoare trupurile.Sa visam.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Am inchis ochii si te-am simtit langa mine.Puteam sa-ti aud respiratia,sa-ti simt mana calda.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Ti-as fi spus in soapta ca te iubesc iar tu ai zambi si ai face gropita pe care o ador.Doua suflete.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Am deschis ochii si am zambit printre lacrimi.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Mi-am spus in sinea mea,ca,candva cearceaful o sa ne fie cel mai bun prieten iar soarele ne va zambi dis de dimineata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;M-am afundat din nou in cearceafurile reci.Mi-am intrebat sufletul cum poate iubi pe zi ce trece tot si tot mai mult?.Si el mi-a spus ca nu exista tot si tot mai mult,ca e infinit.Pentru ca are o parte din mine si una din tine.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  Oricat de reci mi-ar fi cearceafurile fara tine,am sa rezist.Am sa rezist,pentru tine,pentru noi.Pentru ca te iubesc enorm.Pentru ca e infinit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1630778152501126341-8806006394216500086?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8806006394216500086/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/03/alb-negru.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/8806006394216500086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/8806006394216500086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/03/alb-negru.html' title='Alb negru.'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SdCuNmWy1LI/AAAAAAAAAWU/QTH-KuW42v4/s72-c/cb_couple_bed_070601_ms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-1953387164946010687</id><published>2009-03-29T13:52:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T13:55:50.299+03:00</updated><title type='text'>29,love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/Sc9TAwFKDuI/AAAAAAAAAWM/GF-ZJawXQfk/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/Sc9TAwFKDuI/AAAAAAAAAWM/GF-ZJawXQfk/s320/love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318560957319483106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Pentru ca nu e nevoie de alte cuvinte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;TE IUBESC ENORM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;si vreau sa stie toata lumea:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jnT193S9F_U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jnT193S9F_U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1630778152501126341-1953387164946010687?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1953387164946010687/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/03/29love.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/1953387164946010687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/1953387164946010687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/03/29love.html' title='29,love.'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/Sc9TAwFKDuI/AAAAAAAAAWM/GF-ZJawXQfk/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-1449961661859058093</id><published>2009-03-27T16:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T17:15:50.334+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducere la cer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/Sczrf3Y7d5I/AAAAAAAAAWE/PJwqoF4QnSs/s1600-h/iau0810a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/Sczrf3Y7d5I/AAAAAAAAAWE/PJwqoF4QnSs/s320/iau0810a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317884192694695826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;M-as intinde acum sub cerul adormit.As  lua o gura adanca de aer.&lt;br /&gt;In intunericul noptii caci acum si stelele dorm.&lt;br /&gt;Ti-as da tarcoale ca un vultur infometat sau ti-as intinde o mana doar ca sa o simt pe a ta.&lt;br /&gt;Undeva,sub cerul acesta adormit,iti odihnesti&lt;br /&gt;trupul pe o perna moale.&lt;br /&gt;As vrea sa-ti fiu aceea perna.&lt;br /&gt;Am inteles ca nu 400,nu 1000 de kilometrii ne tin departe,&lt;br /&gt;ci doar un singur mijloc de comunicare compromis.&lt;br /&gt;Imposibilitatea de a te auzi,de a ma face auzita.&lt;br /&gt;Am simtit cum s-a sfasaiat o bucata mare de cer si a cazut peste mine.&lt;br /&gt;Ca Sisif,imi port durerea.El era fericit.Si eu sunt.&lt;br /&gt;Ca te am.Ca ma iubesti.Ca imi dai aer sa respir.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca te iubesc.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca fara tine bucata aia de cer ar distruge trupul,sufletul.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca ma salvezi la infinit.&lt;br /&gt;Si pana la urma aceasta este legatura dintre suflete.&lt;br /&gt;Poate sa fie cer,poate sa fie distanta,suntem tot doua suflete&lt;br /&gt;care se iubesc.&lt;br /&gt;Intinde mana sa te simt,cerul e rece...&lt;br /&gt;Aseaza-ti trupul langa al meu si hai sa alergam prin vise.&lt;br /&gt;Iubitul meu...avem un cer infinit,insa doua inimi&lt;br /&gt;bat si bat la nesfarsit.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca suntem.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca suntem Noi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-SaQ1-bYkEU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-SaQ1-bYkEU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1630778152501126341-1449961661859058093?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1449961661859058093/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/03/introducere-la-cer.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/1449961661859058093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/1449961661859058093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/03/introducere-la-cer.html' title='Introducere la cer.'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/Sczrf3Y7d5I/AAAAAAAAAWE/PJwqoF4QnSs/s72-c/iau0810a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-6151274960059442232</id><published>2009-03-19T12:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T12:44:52.438+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pentru tine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/ScIhmgQQd7I/AAAAAAAAAV8/0tAWj0r_UME/s1600-h/kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/ScIhmgQQd7I/AAAAAAAAAV8/0tAWj0r_UME/s320/kiss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314847455627474866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Sunt cea mai fericita persoana de pe acest Pamant si asta datoria tie.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca sunt indragostita peste limite,pentru ca port in suflet doar iubire si vad viata prin alti ochi.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunt atat de fericita si de indragostita incat as striga atat de tare cat sa auda lumea toata,ca da,te iubesc,pe tine,Alin al meu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Nu mai stiu cum e viata fara tine,probabil de aceea imi lipsesti atat de mult,desi suntem departe doar cateva ore.&lt;br /&gt;Vreau sa-mi petrec fiecare secunda,minut,zi an,anotimp cu tine&lt;br /&gt;.Doar cu tine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Si nu-mi pasa de ceilalti care ne privesc cu ochi rai.Te am pe tine iar cei din jurul meu sunt atat de mici in comparatie cu tine,cu sufletul tau.Stiu ca ma iubesti.&lt;br /&gt;Si asta ma ajuta sa traiesc.Sa respir.Sa-mi doresc sa fiu cu tine tot mai mult,tot mai puternic.&lt;br /&gt;Nimic nu se compara cu diminetile alaturi de tine,cu noptile tarzii,sau cu ziua de duminica cand lenevim amandoi.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ce te iubesc?Pentru ca esti tu.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca stii sa privesti in interior.Pentru ca ai atata grija de sufletul meu.Iar lista ar putea fi atat de lunga.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Azi o sa-mi fie rau dor de tine.Atat de dor,incat telefonul iti va suna din 5 in 5 minute.:)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Iubitul meu...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Esti totul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Esti cel mai frumos dar pe care mi l-a facut Dumnezeu intr-o zi posomorata de noiembrie.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Iar daca ar trebui sa dau timpul inapoi,m-as opri tot la ziua aceea,doar ca sa te mai intalnesc odata.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Te iubesc enorm si vreau ca zilele mele cu tine sa se termine cand se va termina si viata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Te iubesc enorm.Atat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7snDcqimxkA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7snDcqimxkA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1630778152501126341-6151274960059442232?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6151274960059442232/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/03/pentru-tine.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/6151274960059442232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/6151274960059442232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/03/pentru-tine.html' title='Pentru tine.'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/ScIhmgQQd7I/AAAAAAAAAV8/0tAWj0r_UME/s72-c/kiss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-1043373798345446670</id><published>2009-03-14T17:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T18:09:40.944+02:00</updated><title type='text'>leapsa.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Si pentru ca am primit leapsa de la ciocolatika,am hotarat sa o onorez:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Daca as putea ce as vrea sa fiu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;o floare: trandafir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;un anotimp: vara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;o culoare: rosu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;un animal: caine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;un obiect vestimentar: tricoul lui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;o piesa de mobilier: biblioteca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;o piesa muzicala: Balada pentru vioara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;un vers: "I love the way you hear the words unspoken"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;un obiect: o cana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;un instrument muzical: pian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;un copac: cires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;un oras:Paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;o persoana publica: -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;o persoana apropiata: mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;o carte: Pride and Prejudice-Jane Austen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;un fel de mancare: pui cu orez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;un supererou: catwoman:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;un fenomen al naturii: ploaia de vara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;o masina: matiz buburuza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;un fruct: portocala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;o parte a corpului: ochii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;un film: P.S I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/1630778152501126341-1043373798345446670?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1043373798345446670/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/03/leapsa.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/1043373798345446670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/1043373798345446670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/03/leapsa.html' title='leapsa.'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-5329254986585617491</id><published>2009-03-12T21:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T21:52:36.046+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Viata:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/Sbln4GuPC7I/AAAAAAAAAV0/nciFjK8qZJk/s1600-h/erdrf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/Sbln4GuPC7I/AAAAAAAAAV0/nciFjK8qZJk/s320/erdrf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312391449035082674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;ara..Craciun...Portocale..Aniversare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Zambet..Inel..Blog..Gropita..Suflet&lt;br /&gt;Camera..Caprui..Infinit..Tren&lt;br /&gt;Bucuresti..Ani..Sarut..Caldura..&lt;br /&gt;Iubire..Univers..Cald..Nisip..Alin&lt;br /&gt;Fericire..Verde..Lacrimi..Trandafir..&lt;br /&gt;Revedere..Facultate..Istorie..Nebunie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Impreuna.&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/1630778152501126341-5329254986585617491?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5329254986585617491/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/03/viata.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/5329254986585617491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/5329254986585617491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/03/viata.html' title='Viata:)'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/Sbln4GuPC7I/AAAAAAAAAV0/nciFjK8qZJk/s72-c/erdrf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-8345005954699143681</id><published>2009-03-12T09:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T10:26:16.879+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Transcendental.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SbjF3kZ0TOI/AAAAAAAAAVs/lZU9jF2qnV0/s1600-h/499038635_8937fcc3cb.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/_Cxodxzrvubc/SbjF3kZ0TOI/AAAAAAAAAVs/lZU9jF2qnV0/s320/499038635_8937fcc3cb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312213318938938594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Azi ma simt foarte vulnerabila.Ca si cum nu as avea corp iar sufletul zboara aievea in stanga si in dreapta cautandu-te pe tine.Azi am nevoie de tine.Azi mai mult decat ieri.Am nevoie sa ma iei in brate,sa-mi saruti fruntea fierbinte si sa-mi spui ca totul o sa fie bine.Azi am nevoie de tine.&lt;br /&gt; Am adormit la loc de dimineata si m-am trezit fara aer,cu lacrimi mari care imi invadau ochii si nu se mai opreau.Cu maini tremurande si corp inghetat.Nu stiam ce se intampla.Totul a fost atat de real,desi a fost un cosmar.&lt;br /&gt;Am vazut cum am cazut in genunchi plangand,plangand in urma ta.Iar tu ai plecat fara sa spui nimic.Te imploram sa ramai si nu ai vrut sa ma auzi.Doar ai plecat.Am simtit cum sufletul meu se rupe din piept si fuge spre tine.Cum vantul imi ingheta lacrimile pe obraz si tot ce vedeam era o silueta care se indeparta.&lt;br /&gt;Trezita fiind,cu lacrimi in ochii,mi-am dat seama ca acesta e cel mai mare cosmar al meu.Ca daca vreodata va exista clipa asta,lumea mea va ingheta,se va opri in loc.Pentru ca nu stiu sa respir fara tine.&lt;br /&gt;Ca te vreau pe tine mai mult ca orice pe lumea asta.Ca te iubesc enorm si ca,cu fiecare zi ce trece nu vreau decat sa fiu langa tine,sa te strang in brate si sa-ti spun cat te mult te iubesc.Pentru ca stiu sa fiu doar a ta.Stiu sa te am in lumea mea pentru totdeauna.Nu vreau cosmaruri.Nu.Te vreau si te iubesc enorm,si ma bucur de tine in fiecare zi,si o sa ma bucur si mai mult de azi incolo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iUXddDSxyBc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iUXddDSxyBc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1630778152501126341-8345005954699143681?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8345005954699143681/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/03/transcendental.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/8345005954699143681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/8345005954699143681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/03/transcendental.html' title='Transcendental.'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SbjF3kZ0TOI/AAAAAAAAAVs/lZU9jF2qnV0/s72-c/499038635_8937fcc3cb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-8561787648470612967</id><published>2009-02-26T17:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T17:33:14.032+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Vis.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SaayxerzfKI/AAAAAAAAAVc/Gg7JFVzMjWY/s1600-h/dream-2814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SaayxerzfKI/AAAAAAAAAVc/Gg7JFVzMjWY/s320/dream-2814.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307125774022835362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;A visa poate fi sinonim cu a scrijeli un desen numit viitor in mintea ta.Daca as face un top 5 cu cele mai visatoare persoane m-as situa undeva aproape de locul 1.As putea sa stau ore in intregi cu ochii fixati la cerul infinit de albastru si sa imi visez viata intreaga.Imi place sa visez,si imi place sa cred ca visele se indeplinesc.Mi-am scrijelit deja mai multe desene,fiecare aparatinand unei persoane sau unui moment care stiu ca,candva o sa fie special.Am mai multe desene cu acceasi persoana.Mai multe vise decat viata intreaga.Am sa incerc sa le leg in asa fel incat viitorul sa nu depaseasca conturul pe care l-am scrijelit eu.Stiu ca uneori visele mai si dezamagesc,insa desi sunt o visatoare convinsa stiu sa nu depasesc limitele mele iar atunci cand visez  realitatea ma trage de mana si imi spune ca unele lucruri nu o sa fie exact la fel dar o sa aiba aceleasi intelesuri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;    Visez la zilele cu tine mai mult decat la orice si asta pentru ca am un suflet plin de iubire care nu are limite in ceea ce te priveste,si pentru ca ne despart cateva sute de kilometrii.Cred in visele mele,insa oricat de mult as crede,cred mai mult in noi ,in ziua in care o sa ma tii de mana pentru totdeauna.Tu esti visul meu:).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r035et3sz5o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r035et3sz5o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1630778152501126341-8561787648470612967?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8561787648470612967/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/02/visa-poate-fi-sinonim-cu-scrijeli-un.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/8561787648470612967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/8561787648470612967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/02/visa-poate-fi-sinonim-cu-scrijeli-un.html' title='Vis.'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SaayxerzfKI/AAAAAAAAAVc/Gg7JFVzMjWY/s72-c/dream-2814.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-8740703054851666570</id><published>2009-02-21T16:38:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T17:11:09.698+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SaAXpIjNV7I/AAAAAAAAAVM/_deh51MgeGQ/s1600-h/Miss_You-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SaAXpIjNV7I/AAAAAAAAAVM/_deh51MgeGQ/s320/Miss_You-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305266356479678386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Stau uneori si ma intreb cat de multa iubire incape intr-un singur suflet sau cat de mult vrea sufletul tau un alt suflet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;E oare gresit sa-ti doresti un om cu toata fiinta ta?&lt;br /&gt;Sa-ti doresti sa il ai in fiecare secunda a vietii tale?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si sa fii capabil sa iti dai si ultima suflare pentru acest om?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Acest om care inseamna viata intreaga.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Sufletul pe care il doreste sufletul meu.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Sufletul care se muleaza perfect langa al meu incat fac unul singur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Un suflet care bate pentru doi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;E posibil oare ca atunci cand vrei o persoana atat de mult sa nu poti fi  langa ea?&lt;br /&gt;E posibil ca un dor sa te cuprinda in fiecare secunda in care te gandesti la el?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Un dor care nu te lasa sa respiri,nu te lasa sa plangi,un dor care iti tine sufletul mort pentru cateva secunde.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Revine iar si iar.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si..totul e posibil.&lt;br /&gt;Dar e destul sa te privesc in ochi si sa-ti vad sufletul.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Sa vad ca ma vrei la fel de mult,ca ti-e dor la fel de mult,si dorul trece.&lt;br /&gt;Revine mereu si mereu dar ma linstesti tu.Vocea ta,ochii tai.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Asta e lumea mea&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Lumea in care suntem tu si eu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Un singur suflet.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si un dor imens de tine.Imens ca lumea intreaga.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un dor care iti vrea sufletul,ochii,buzele,mainile calde si intreaga ta fiinta.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un dor imens care urla din toata fiinta mea TE IUBESC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nHQaUTSFPNA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nHQaUTSFPNA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1630778152501126341-8740703054851666570?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8740703054851666570/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-miss-you.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/8740703054851666570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/8740703054851666570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-miss-you.html' title='I miss you.'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SaAXpIjNV7I/AAAAAAAAAVM/_deh51MgeGQ/s72-c/Miss_You-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-7688861630462454151</id><published>2009-02-16T22:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T23:06:13.247+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Zbor lin.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rddaghPmu-I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rddaghPmu-I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Am stat o zi intreaga si am privit cerul albastru,pur.Am privit cum prin zborul lor lin,pasarile isi arata  iubirea si admiratia fata de cer.&lt;br /&gt;In ultimul timp m-am simtit ca una din aceste pasari.Am simtit si simt iubire,iubire si admiratie,adorare si dor fata de o persoana care mi-a schimbat viata.Simt ca au crescut aripi si pot sa zbor,pot sa ma inalt spre albastru pur al cerului.&lt;br /&gt;   Cei din jurul meu imi spun ca radiez de fericire iar zambetele nu-mi lipsesc nicio clipa.Totul se datoreaza iubirii care mi-a invaluit sufletul.&lt;br /&gt;E minunat sa stii undeva cineva te iubeste,ca te asteapta sau ca atunci cand ii spui "te iubesc" stii ca iti va spune "si eu te iubesc".&lt;br /&gt;Ii multumesc lui Dumnezeu in fiecare zi,ca printr-o intamplare haioasa ai intrat in viata mea.Ca prin felul tau de a fi mi-ai schimbat viata.M-ai invatat ce conteaza cu adevarat si m-ai luat de mana si mi-ai aratat cat de frumoasa e viata.Cat de frumoasa e viata cu tine.&lt;br /&gt; Ma inveti in fiecare zi ca sufletul traieste pentru alt suflet iar pentru asta te iubesc din ce in ce mai mult.Stiu ca ,candva o sa imi incalzesti mainile cu ale tale maini calde iar bratele tale ma vor strange in linistea noptii.Stiu ca nu exista viata perfecta dar cand sunt cu tine,viata e mai mult decat perfecta.Asteptarea e cea mai grea,dar ne face mai puternici.Mi-e din ce in ce mai greu in fiecare zi sa astept,dar te privesc pentru o secunda si iti vad sufletul si stiu ca trebuie sa astept pentru a ma bucura de fiecare secunda cu tine.Sunt puternica pentru tine,pentru noi.&lt;br /&gt;Am invatat sa te iubesc pe zi ce trece tot mai mult si iubesc fiecare particica din tine,fiecare lucru maret sau cel mai neinsemnat.Stiu ca ,cuvintele nu pot completa ce simt eu pentru tine,ca o imbratisare puternica si un sarut pe frunte ar acoperi tot dorul si toate cuvintele.Sunt zborul tau lin spre suflet si voi zbura mereu,pentru ca datorita tie aripi imi cresc in fiecare zi,iar iubirea se transforma intr-un lucru atata de maret,de pur si de frumos incat nu m-as putea lipsi de ea,nu m-as putea lipsi de clipele cu tine,sau de rasuflarea ta.Te ador pentru ca in zborul meu lin ti-ai dat drumul la aripi si zbori langa mine,si nu ma lasi sa cad,nu lasam sa cadem.Te iubesc azi,te voi iubi si maine iar daca ma intrebi ce am sa fac peste 50 de ani o sa-ti spun ca o sa te iubesc la fel de mult.&lt;br /&gt;                                                      Te iubesc enorm.&lt;/span&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/1630778152501126341-7688861630462454151?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7688861630462454151/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/02/zbor-lin.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/7688861630462454151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/7688861630462454151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/02/zbor-lin.html' title='Zbor lin.'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-6130278737307453141</id><published>2009-02-13T19:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T11:39:26.371+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;In ultimele zile am vazut doar  lucruri de culoarea rosie si asta pentru ca azi e Sf.Valentin:).Am citit pe mai multe bloguri pareri pro si contra asupra acestei zile.&lt;br /&gt;Eee,eu sunt sunt din persoanele care e pro Valentine's day.Dar pentru mine e o zi mai speciala pe care o petrec cu tine,insa pentru mine Valentine's day e in fiecare zi.&lt;br /&gt;Cred ca nu avem nevoie de doar o singura zi in care sa ne spunem ca ne iubim sau sa ne facem cadouri.Avem fiecare zi la dispozitie.&lt;br /&gt;Doar un simplu "te iubesc" e pentru mine cel mai frumos cadou din partea ta pe care il primesc in fiecare zi.Consider Valentine's day ca o a 366-a zi in care iti spun ca te iubesc,in care imi doresc sa fiu cu tine,in care iti daruiesc inima.&lt;br /&gt;Si pana la urma oamenii au idei inventive tot timpul,chiar daca Valentine's s-a transformat intr-o sarbatoare in care un el grabit fuge cu cateva ore inainte sa-si intalneasca iubita, in cautarea unui cadou.&lt;br /&gt;Mie imi place sa dau cadouri si mai mult imi place sa le fac eu,si in special pentru tine.Nu exista satisfactie mai mare decat zambetul persoanei iubite.&lt;br /&gt;Asa ca dragul meu,pentru ca mie imi place Valentine's day ne doresc amandurora un Happy Valentine's day ,iar voua indragostitilor va doresc la fel:)..Te iubesc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5DRQIqHeJmY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5DRQIqHeJmY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1630778152501126341-6130278737307453141?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6130278737307453141/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/6130278737307453141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/6130278737307453141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s day.'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-8595596950343423508</id><published>2009-02-10T19:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T20:29:03.758+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Te am si te mai vreau.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZHF1fIi6_I/AAAAAAAAAUs/zWe8Z3wAksI/s1600-h/ps2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZHF1fIi6_I/AAAAAAAAAUs/zWe8Z3wAksI/s320/ps2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301235759072865266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;De data asta stiu ca sunt mai puternica.&lt;br /&gt;Mai puternica decat insusi distanta.&lt;br /&gt;Doar pentru ca te vreau atat de mult si pentru ca am invatat sa astept.&lt;br /&gt;Am invatat sa aleg intre o clipa si o eternitate.&lt;br /&gt;La dorul care imi strabate sufletul in fiecare secunda in care te aud as putea alerga de nebuna spre tine,sa te tin in brate si sa te sarut dar inevitabil ar trebui sa ma intorc.&lt;br /&gt;Asta inseamna sa profit doar de o clipa.&lt;br /&gt;In schimb am ales sa astept.&lt;br /&gt;Asteptarea e grea da isi merita fiecare secunda in care am vrut sa cedez si am mers mai departe&lt;br /&gt;.Pentru ca undeva la un capat al tunelului esti tu si ma astepti,astepti sa ma ai,astept sa te am.&lt;br /&gt;Tu ma faci mai puternica pentru ca ma tii de mana si imi amintesti ca , candva o sa avem o viata-n doi,cum ai spus tu.&lt;br /&gt;Am invatat sa inchid ochii si sa iti ascult rasuflarea atunci cand mi-e cel mai dor de tine.Atunci cand o secunda mi se pare o viata.&lt;br /&gt;Uneori imi doresc sa te scot din visare si sa te tin strans in brate dar stiu ca nu m-as satura cu o singura clipa,am nevoie de o eternitate cu tine.&lt;br /&gt;O eternitate  ca sa iti pot arata cat de mult te iubesc cu fiecare zi ce trece,o eternitate pentru fiecare imbratisare,sarut,zambet,pentru fiecare dimineata cu tine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"o lume in care ne iubim si tu ma tii de mana.&lt;br /&gt;Ma ai,ma vrei iar eu...&lt;br /&gt;eu te privesc si nu imi ajunge.&lt;br /&gt;Te simt si nu ma satur.&lt;br /&gt;Te am si te mai vreau.&lt;br /&gt;Te mai vreau."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sV2ItCUHxT8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sV2ItCUHxT8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1630778152501126341-8595596950343423508?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8595596950343423508/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/02/te-am-si-te-mai-vreau.html#comment-form' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/8595596950343423508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/8595596950343423508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/02/te-am-si-te-mai-vreau.html' title='Te am si te mai vreau.'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZHF1fIi6_I/AAAAAAAAAUs/zWe8Z3wAksI/s72-c/ps2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-8108525417865995975</id><published>2009-02-03T14:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T14:46:00.946+02:00</updated><title type='text'>infern si rai.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SYg8Dc6O67I/AAAAAAAAAUk/4dt9mWBCzyw/s1600-h/470038257_9c0852bdeb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SYg8Dc6O67I/AAAAAAAAAUk/4dt9mWBCzyw/s320/470038257_9c0852bdeb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298550991599102898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;fost pe punctul de a cadea in prapastie.&lt;br /&gt;De a fi nevoita sa te las de mana,sa te pierd.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Sa traiesc fara tine.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Fara noptile cu tine,fara zilele cu tine,fara orele cu tine,fara vocea ta.Infern.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Mi-am imaginat o lume fara tine.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;O lume in alb si negru.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;O lume fara ingeri.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;O lume fara noi.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Pustie.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;In momentul acela ganduri ciudate mi-au strabatut mintea,mi-au ucis sufletul si tu nu mai erai sa ma ridici.In gandurile mele nu mai erai,dar erai in suflet.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Am privit atent si te-am gasit.Tu esti sufletul de care al meu s-a agatat si la care nu vrea sa ii mai dea drumul niciodata.&lt;br /&gt;Am nevoie doar de tine si de zile senine:).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Am cazut in gol pentru cateva minute,am crezut ca o sa doara caderea mea fara aripi.&lt;br /&gt;Dar ai fost acolo sa ma prinzi.&lt;br /&gt;Ai fost acolo sa-mi areti ca o sa ma prinzi mereu.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Ca aripile noastre vor creste impreuna si tot impreuna vor invata sa zboare spre infinit...spre soare..spre zile si mai frumoase.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Te iubesc si asta nu se va schimba,se va schimba doar faptul ca o sa te iubesc mai mult cu fiecare zi ce trece,cu fiecare zi buna sau rea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uGrQiokkbM4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uGrQiokkbM4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1630778152501126341-8108525417865995975?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8108525417865995975/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/02/infern-si-rai.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/8108525417865995975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/8108525417865995975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/02/infern-si-rai.html' title='infern si rai.'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SYg8Dc6O67I/AAAAAAAAAUk/4dt9mWBCzyw/s72-c/470038257_9c0852bdeb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-4200395619830074505</id><published>2009-01-29T21:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T21:30:33.852+02:00</updated><title type='text'>29.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SYIDjGc0CnI/AAAAAAAAAUc/et4uJIOnJJA/s1600-h/holdinghands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SYIDjGc0CnI/AAAAAAAAAUc/et4uJIOnJJA/s320/holdinghands.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296800013302893170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;29 si atat.De ce imi place 29?.Pentru ca suntem noi.Doar noi.E 29 ziua care mi-a schimbat viata.Ziua care te-a facut pe tine ca dintr-un infinit sa ma alegi pe mine:).E 29.E special.E al meu.Esti al meu:).Poate ca daca stai 2 secunde sa te uiti in urma ti se pare ca a trecut prea putin dar s-au intamplat atatea.Pana la urma cred ca nu avem nevoie de o zi in care sa ne comemoram iubirea pentru ca noi facem asta in fiecare zi:).Pastrez 29 in suflet pentru ca atunci ai intrat tu iar de aici e o lunga si frumoasa poveste care inca isi scrie randurile..&lt;br /&gt;Te iubesc si nu pentru ca azi e 29,ci pentru ca in fiecare zi e 29.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca in fiecare zi esti tu si pentru ca in fiecare zi ne iubim tot  mai mult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si pentru ca e prima melodie pe care mi-ai cantat-o....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NuVNbOsdOfg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NuVNbOsdOfg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;te iubesc.&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/1630778152501126341-4200395619830074505?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4200395619830074505/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/01/29.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/4200395619830074505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/4200395619830074505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/01/29.html' title='29.'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SYIDjGc0CnI/AAAAAAAAAUc/et4uJIOnJJA/s72-c/holdinghands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-3116970691326570649</id><published>2009-01-24T12:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T13:21:39.325+02:00</updated><title type='text'>my everything.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SXr5jQ7-k7I/AAAAAAAAAUU/2N8ZCJoK3XI/s1600-h/SANY9394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SXr5jQ7-k7I/AAAAAAAAAUU/2N8ZCJoK3XI/s320/SANY9394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294818696164709298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Tu..imi spui neatza in fiecare zi..&lt;br /&gt;Tu..imi spui noapte buna in fiecare seara&lt;br /&gt;Tu..esti mereu la capatul celalalt&lt;br /&gt;Tu..esti mereu aici,in suflet&lt;br /&gt;Tu..ma faci sa zambesc&lt;br /&gt;Tu..ma iubesti&lt;br /&gt;Tu..ma ai in suflet&lt;br /&gt;Tu..ma suporti in fiecare zi&lt;br /&gt;Tu..esti jumatatea&lt;br /&gt;Tu..esti mai puternic&lt;br /&gt;Tu..imi aduci  soarele atunci cand e nevoie de soare&lt;br /&gt;Tu..imi spui ca ma iubesti atunci cand te cert&lt;br /&gt;Tu..esti aerul pe care il respir&lt;br /&gt;Tu..esti persoana la care ma gandesc in fiecare secunda&lt;br /&gt;Tu..ma tii in brate chiar si cand nu poti&lt;br /&gt;Tu..esti viitorul meu&lt;br /&gt;Tu..ma suni dupa ce te-am suparat&lt;br /&gt;Tu..esti cel de care am nevoie&lt;br /&gt;Tu..esti tu.&lt;br /&gt;Si pentru asta te iubesc eu.&lt;br /&gt;Tu esti totul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fjDojEOiMcE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fjDojEOiMcE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1630778152501126341-3116970691326570649?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3116970691326570649/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-everything.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/3116970691326570649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/3116970691326570649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-everything.html' title='my everything.'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SXr5jQ7-k7I/AAAAAAAAAUU/2N8ZCJoK3XI/s72-c/SANY9394.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-324731950375289534</id><published>2009-01-21T12:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T13:23:36.692+02:00</updated><title type='text'>distance.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SXcFhi8299I/AAAAAAAAAUE/q93hY1VKfJA/s1600-h/300_160605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SXcFhi8299I/AAAAAAAAAUE/q93hY1VKfJA/s320/300_160605.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293705960873195474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"Doi oameni se iubesc cu adevarat atunci cand pot trai unul fara celalalt dar aleg sa fie impreuna"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Nici eu nu as fi crezut pana cand mi-am dat seama ca asa e.Doi oameni care se iubesc pot trai unul fara celalat dar nu pot trai unul fara iubirea celuilalt.Fraza aceasta ma facut sa fiu mai puternica si sa multumesc cuiva acolo sus ca te am pe tine.Ai aparut in viata mea atunci cand credeam ca totul e pierdut,atunci cand aveam nevoie de o inima noua.Ai venit zambind si ti-ai dat frau liber sentimentelor iar eu am facut acelasi lucru.Pana la urma suntem doi oameni care au ales sa se iubeasca desi ii desparte un singur lucru.Un lucru care a devenit atat de minor in comparatie cu iubirea.Distanta.Doar ca...si daca ar fi un milion de distante intre noi le-as parcurge in fiecare zi doar ca  sa fiu cu tine.Noi am invatat sa traim unul fara celalalt desi ne iubim tot mai mult pe zi ce trece.Chiar si distanta isi are rolul ei aici.Distanta ne face mai puternici,ne face iubirea mai puternica si dorul mai mare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Si totusi "distanta"e desfiintata in fata a doar doua cuvinte:Te iubesc:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1630778152501126341-324731950375289534?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/324731950375289534/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/01/distance.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/324731950375289534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/324731950375289534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/01/distance.html' title='distance.'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SXcFhi8299I/AAAAAAAAAUE/q93hY1VKfJA/s72-c/300_160605.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-8288655566972858136</id><published>2009-01-16T15:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T20:49:12.056+02:00</updated><title type='text'>with love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SXCLB5PtGaI/AAAAAAAAAT8/PhTETw-fXB8/s1600-h/hug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SXCLB5PtGaI/AAAAAAAAAT8/PhTETw-fXB8/s320/hug.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291882426823154082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Iubirea pe atat de frumoasa,pe atat de infricosatoare.Ma infioara gandul ca o persoana ma iubeste atat de mult,si ca eu la randul meu o iubesc la fel de mult.Sentimentele au devenit atat de puternice in timp atat de scurt,incat si asta ma infioara uneori.Stiu doar ca iubesc din toate simturile si ca inima mea apartine unei singure persoane.Persoana la care ma gandesc tot timpul,de care mi-e dor si langa care as vrea sa fiu in fiecare secunda.Totusi iubirea ma infioara.Ma infioara faptul ca sentimentele astea atat de puternice ma fac atat de vulnerabila in fata ta.Ca gandesc cu sufletul iar mintea intervine doar uneori.Imi cer scuze daca uneori am fost atat de vulnerabila in fata cuvintelor tale incat ochii mei au varsat lacrimi...Iubirea ma face sa ma simt speciala,diferita si totodata ma infioara.Ma infioara gandul ca desi te iubesc atat de mult,am teama ca intr-o zi nu o sa mai fi sa-mi spui ca ma iubesti..si nu e vina ta.E vina sentimentelor puternice care cresc pe dinauntru.E frica unei lumi fara tine,e frica zilelor triste.De aceea te am pe tine,sa-mi spui mereu ca vei fi langa mine,ca ma vei iubi mereu ca ieri,ca azi sau ca maine.Si fi sigur acolo in inima ta ca eu te iubesc la fel de mult,tot mai mult cu fiecare clipa ce trece.Nu mai cer nimic de la lume.&lt;br /&gt;Te am pe tine si e suficient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3m90boV7hiY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3m90boV7hiY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1630778152501126341-8288655566972858136?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8288655566972858136/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/01/with-love.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/8288655566972858136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/8288655566972858136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/01/with-love.html' title='with love.'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SXCLB5PtGaI/AAAAAAAAAT8/PhTETw-fXB8/s72-c/hug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-6504307186754014072</id><published>2009-01-12T14:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T15:19:36.678+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Brave heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SWtDBeVq_CI/AAAAAAAAAT0/8n7L4jCt35s/s1600-h/489726114_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SWtDBeVq_CI/AAAAAAAAAT0/8n7L4jCt35s/s320/489726114_small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290395879879670818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Sufletul are o mie de stari,si nu doar una cum credem adesea.Probabil ca fiecare zi aduce o noua stare care se reflecta asupa celor din jurul tau sau asupra persoanei iubite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;      Am trecut prin diferite stari zilele acestea si toate s-au reflectat asupra persoanei iubite.Toate acestea m-au facut sa imi dau seama cat de mult te iubesc.Si nu pentru ca avem doua suflete identice,sau pentru ca ne potrivim atat de bine.Ci doar pentru simplul fapt ca esti tu si ca m-ai sustinut  si criticat,pentru ca m-ai iubit atunci cand poate nu meritam atentie din partea ta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;    Cu toate astea,m-ai iubit si ma iubesti.Pentru ca ador cand ma contrazici si ador cand ma tachinezi.Pentru ca  globul meu de cristal s-ar fi spart de mult fara tine.Cand toti ceilalti m-au dezamagit tu ai fost aici sa-mi spui ca ma iubesti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;    Poate ca te-am suparat sau poate ca ai spus tu ceva si m-am suparat eu fara niciun motiv,dar tot impacarea fost cea mai dulce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;                                                     Te ador chiar si cand ma certi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Te ador pentru ca esti partea din mine care lipsea,partea care trebuia sa aiba grija de sufletul meu.Acum esti aici iar sufletul e in siguranta:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/1630778152501126341-6504307186754014072?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6504307186754014072/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/01/brave-heart.html#comment-form' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/6504307186754014072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/6504307186754014072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/01/brave-heart.html' title='Brave heart.'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SWtDBeVq_CI/AAAAAAAAAT0/8n7L4jCt35s/s72-c/489726114_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-7856727483008232366</id><published>2009-01-05T21:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T21:51:10.583+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Secrete.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SWJkR2-XsLI/AAAAAAAAATs/329Wv3_YTKQ/s1600-h/ponzi2uj1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SWJkR2-XsLI/AAAAAAAAATs/329Wv3_YTKQ/s320/ponzi2uj1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287899170464051378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nu am iubit de prea multe ori si poate ca niciodata nu am stiut exact ce e iubirea.De ceva timp insa am inceput sa-mi pun intrebari legate de sufletul meu,de ceea ce simteam cand vorbeam cu tine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  Am ajuns sa cred ca iubirii nu ii poti da o definitie si ca iubirea prinde contur atunci cand nici nu te astepti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  Eu,un simplu om,am invatat cu zilele ce au trecut cat de frumoasa e iubirea si am fost atat de orbita de ea,incat nu mi-am dat seama ca si tu simti acelasi lucru.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  Cu tine ratiunea mea se dedica intru totul iubirii.Am descoperit acel om din mine care in fata ta a putut sa faca orice.De multe ori sa isi calce orgoliul si incapatanarea in picioare si sa te asculte visand.Sa pot sa vorbesc cu tine despre lucruri banale si totusi atat de importante,sa fac lucruri pe care nu credeam ca pot sa le fac in fata cuiva.MI-am lasat simturile in mainile tale si tu mi-ai modelat sufletul cu iubire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  Am cantat,am ras,am vorbit si am plans.Am trait emotii diferite in fiecare zi.Pentru ca fiecare zi cu tine e foarte diferita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  Ai ramas cu mine de ziua mea,si asta ma facut sa ma simt speciala si totusi,acest lucru trebuia sa ma faca sa vad mai departe de tine ca om,sa-ti vad sufletul,insa mi-a fost frica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;   Nu te iubesc pe tine,iubesc felul tau de a fi,felul tau de a-mi spune noapte buna,felul tau de a ma face sa zambesc,felul in care zambesti tu,felul in care visezi cu mine si iti conturezi imaginatia dupa a mea,felul cum ma certi,felul in care imi spui Lavy..de fapt iubesc tot la tine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  Iar tu,dragul meu,sper sa ma iubesti mereu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QuugtSWO3Fw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QuugtSWO3Fw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1630778152501126341-7856727483008232366?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7856727483008232366/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/01/secrete.html#comment-form' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/7856727483008232366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/7856727483008232366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/01/secrete.html' title='Secrete.'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SWJkR2-XsLI/AAAAAAAAATs/329Wv3_YTKQ/s72-c/ponzi2uj1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-2545694109261845068</id><published>2009-01-03T17:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T17:34:13.862+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The big list</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SV-ExrYPe-I/AAAAAAAAATk/hM0MtDflfGM/s1600-h/list-766149.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/_Cxodxzrvubc/SV-ExrYPe-I/AAAAAAAAATk/hM0MtDflfGM/s320/list-766149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287090476549110754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anul meu a inceput frumos chiar daca noaptea dintre ani nu a fost exact ceea ce ma asteptam eu sa fie:).Si fiindca anul 2009 vreau sa fie anul meu,nu am doar un singur lucru pe care doresc sa il fac ci am o lista intreaga:) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;        1.Facultate&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;      &lt;br /&gt;2.Sa te vad pe tine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;3.Sa vorbesc cu tine&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;      &lt;br /&gt;4.Sa te vad in fiecare zi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;5.Sa-ti spun acceasi noapte buna ca si in 2008&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;       &lt;br /&gt;6.Sa ma plimb cu tine&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;       &lt;br /&gt;7.Sa rad cu tine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;8.Sa plang cu tine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;9.Sa te tin de mana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;10.Sa ma cert cu tine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;          11.Sa ma impac cu tine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;          12.Sa cantam in fata la Teatrul National:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;          13.Sa fii langa mine in fiecare dimineata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;          14.Sa-ti gatesc:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;         15.Noi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;16.Sa te strang in brate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;         17.Sa te tachinez&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;      &lt;br /&gt;18.Sa vorbesc incontinuu pana te innebunesc&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;      &lt;br /&gt;19.Sa-ti cumpar tricou rosu:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                             &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;20.Sa fiu cu tine in prima zi de facultate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;      si..lista mea nu se opreste aici dar anul meu se rezuma la tine.La noi.Tu si eu.:)&lt;/span&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/1630778152501126341-2545694109261845068?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2545694109261845068/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/01/big-list.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/2545694109261845068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/2545694109261845068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2009/01/big-list.html' title='The big list'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SV-ExrYPe-I/AAAAAAAAATk/hM0MtDflfGM/s72-c/list-766149.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-3228114985158179451</id><published>2008-12-29T19:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T19:45:39.484+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ba' bye 2008..welcome 2009:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SVkMqe-NtoI/AAAAAAAAATc/FSyzY6aKBpA/s1600-h/newyearseve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SVkMqe-NtoI/AAAAAAAAATc/FSyzY6aKBpA/s320/newyearseve.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285269561704035970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Doua zile si anul 2008 se va termina.Eu am tras de mult linie,si mi-am schimbat viatza in ultimele saptamani ale acestui an.Am privit din alte perspective viata mea si pe a celor din jurul meu si mi-am dat dat seama ca viata e frumoasa.Ca e bine sa te trezesti zambind si sa adormi la fel.Ca e bine sa razi tarziu in noapte,sa canti  si sa-ti pierzi noptile vorbind vrute si nevrute.Ca iarna e anotimpul meu.&lt;br /&gt;Ca am destui prieteni dar sunt doar cativa care pot fi numiti asa.Ca lumea te raneste fara sa vrea,si ca tu esti doar un simplu om in fata lor.Nu-mi mai doresc nimic acum pe sfarsit de an,pentru ca cineva ma schimbat,si m-a schimbat in bine:).&lt;br /&gt; Un an nou fericit tuturor!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&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/1630778152501126341-3228114985158179451?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3228114985158179451/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2008/12/ba-bye-2008welcome-2009.html#comment-form' title='7 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/3228114985158179451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/3228114985158179451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2008/12/ba-bye-2008welcome-2009.html' title='ba&apos; bye 2008..welcome 2009:)'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SVkMqe-NtoI/AAAAAAAAATc/FSyzY6aKBpA/s72-c/newyearseve.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-6459105430063065703</id><published>2008-12-26T17:16:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T17:27:38.688+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fulgi de nea.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SVT33_PWDGI/AAAAAAAAATU/XXh9_BCHK1E/s1600-h/258427309urqKLN_fs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SVT33_PWDGI/AAAAAAAAATU/XXh9_BCHK1E/s320/258427309urqKLN_fs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284120804053093474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Tarziu in noapte am dansat cu fulgii.&lt;br /&gt;Priveam zborul lor lin si imi doream sa fiu un fulg de nea.&lt;br /&gt;Am privit minute in sir spre cerul alb si i-am zambit.&lt;br /&gt;Mi s-a indeplinit dorinta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  Iubesc fulgii de nea.Doar pentru ca sunt fulgi si pentru ca sunt ultima forma de puritate in perioada asta.&lt;br /&gt;Fulgii de nea au facut din Craciunul meu,cel mai frumos Craciun:).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  Fulgilor nu le pasa ca a disparut magia Craciunului,ei o readuc macar putin in inimile noastre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; De dimineata am fugit repede la geam sa-mi vad dorinta:)..&lt;br /&gt;O sa o impart cu tine.Stii ca va ninge maine:).Ce poate fi mai frumos decat fulgii de nea?:)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1630778152501126341-6459105430063065703?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6459105430063065703/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2008/12/fulgi-de-nea.html#comment-form' title='7 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/6459105430063065703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/6459105430063065703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2008/12/fulgi-de-nea.html' title='Fulgi de nea.'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SVT33_PWDGI/AAAAAAAAATU/XXh9_BCHK1E/s72-c/258427309urqKLN_fs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-1937345357066119020</id><published>2008-12-21T17:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T17:25:48.766+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ganduri..de sambata.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SU5f6HMTXiI/AAAAAAAAATM/73NbeaezT0c/s1600-h/ih017013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SU5f6HMTXiI/AAAAAAAAATM/73NbeaezT0c/s320/ih017013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282264864919871010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Azi.Ciudat.&lt;br /&gt; Cred ca e prima data dupa multa vreme cand ma simt...singura,desi e atata lume in jurul meu.E o zi plictisitoare de sambata si mohorata la fel cum sunt eu.E ziua in care mi-as fi  dorit un singur lucru.Sa stau cu tine sub plapumioara,sa bem o ciocolata calda si sa ne uitam la filme de groaza.Chiar daca eu as vorbi mult prea mult in timpul filmului:).&lt;br /&gt; Stiu ca iti suna ciudat,probabil mult prea ciudat cand o sa citesti..insa,asta as fi vrut sa fac azi.&lt;br /&gt;Cred ca e prima data cand urasc ca esti asa departe.&lt;br /&gt;  Atat cu gandurile de sambata..inca sper ca o sa ma mai salveze cineva din starea in car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;e sunt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1630778152501126341-1937345357066119020?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1937345357066119020/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2008/12/ganduride-sambata.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/1937345357066119020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/1937345357066119020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2008/12/ganduride-sambata.html' title='Ganduri..de sambata.'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SU5f6HMTXiI/AAAAAAAAATM/73NbeaezT0c/s72-c/ih017013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-8999867580999492334</id><published>2008-12-16T20:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T20:49:56.055+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Globul de cristal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SUf4R-GRnbI/AAAAAAAAATE/uzQJ5YdN3xs/s1600-h/christmas_globe4.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SUf4R-GRnbI/AAAAAAAAATE/uzQJ5YdN3xs/s320/christmas_globe4.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280462075725979058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Cred ca nu doar odata ci de mai multe ori mi-am creat o lume a mea in care am fost fericita.Un fel de glob de cristal pe care daca il agiti cad fulgi de zapada.Eu am fost mereu omuletul din mijlocul globului.Uneori oamenii m-au "zguduit" atat de tare incat fulgi mari  si reci de zapada au cazut pe pielea fierbinte si asta a durut.In ultimele zile globul a fost mult prea zguduit:(.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; Prieteni care te cearta din nimic,oameni care nu au ce face si iti vorbesc urat.Colegi suparati,parinti nervosi..el,ea...Pai oamenilor ar trebui sa fiti fericiti si sa fiti mai buni,se apropie Craciunul:).Insa pentru voi nu mai conteaza nici asta.Decat sa imi zambesti preferi sa imi arunci o vorba si sa pleci.Fulgii din globul meu au durut prea tare.Nu mai vreau.&lt;/span&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/1630778152501126341-8999867580999492334?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8999867580999492334/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2008/12/globul-de-cristal.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/8999867580999492334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/8999867580999492334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2008/12/globul-de-cristal.html' title='Globul de cristal.'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SUf4R-GRnbI/AAAAAAAAATE/uzQJ5YdN3xs/s72-c/christmas_globe4.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-6888347835217509310</id><published>2008-12-10T20:03:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:26:13.457+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ganduri de iarna.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SUAJutoHZMI/AAAAAAAAAN4/LqcF9nwS7Qc/s1600-h/HappyWinter-Frostyanim.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 295px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SUAJutoHZMI/AAAAAAAAAN4/LqcF9nwS7Qc/s320/HappyWinter-Frostyanim.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278229461404705986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Daca m-ai intreba ce imi doresc azi,primul lucru pe care ti l-as spune ar fi "zapada":).Insa in spatele acestui cuvant se ascund alte sute de dorinte,alte sute de amintiri si alte sute de lucruri ce o sa vina.&lt;br /&gt;Daca m-ai fi pus sa aleg azi,intre trecut si viitor,de data aceasta as alege viitorul.Chiar daca nu am nici cea mai mica idee de cum o sa fie.Iar daca mi-ai spune sa te iert azi,te-as ierta insa lucrurile ar ramane la fel.Imi traiesc prezentul si visez la viitor.&lt;br /&gt;Cine ti-a spus ca Craciunul e perfect daca e petrecut in doi?Trebuie sa-ti spun ca te-a mintit.Eu ii am pe ei si pe ele si nimic nu se compara cu dimineata de Craciun cand mama si tata vin sa ma trezeasca si toata casa miroase a brad.Sunt inconjurata de omuleti care ma iubesc si asta conteaza cel mai mult:).Azi am impodobit primul brad si sentimentul nu se poate compara.Il astept pe urmatorul.&lt;br /&gt;De ce conteaza atat de mult perioada asta pentru mine?Ei.Raspunsul e simplu.Am ramas acelasi copil care se bucura de primul fulg de nea,acelasi copil care mai face ingerasi in zapada si acelasi copil care te va strange in brate doar pentru ca e miercuri:).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F8BH4M9V1N8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F8BH4M9V1N8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1630778152501126341-6888347835217509310?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6888347835217509310/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2008/12/ganduri-de-iarna.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/6888347835217509310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/6888347835217509310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2008/12/ganduri-de-iarna.html' title='Ganduri de iarna.'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SUAJutoHZMI/AAAAAAAAAN4/LqcF9nwS7Qc/s72-c/HappyWinter-Frostyanim.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-4273115553133745860</id><published>2008-12-07T19:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T20:38:57.193+02:00</updated><title type='text'>time brings changes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/STwVkvW37nI/AAAAAAAAANo/myYvsOpg90s/s1600-h/changeme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/STwVkvW37nI/AAAAAAAAANo/myYvsOpg90s/s320/changeme.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277116584303259250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Anul 2008?Stiu.Nu s-a terminat inca,insa simt nevoia sa pun punct si sa o iau de la capat.Au fost cele mai grele zile din viata mea.A trebuit sa renunt si am renuntat.Mi-am dat seama ca am pierdut atat timp incat nu am observat cate lucruri frumoase s-au intamplat in jurul meu.Anul acesta am zambit cel mai mult.Anul acesta am descoperit locuri noi,am descoperit ca lumea e o poarta pe care intri iar vantul schimbarii te aduce inapoi,un alt om.Anul 2008 m-a ajutat sa cunosc oameni noi,sa leg prietenii pe care nu am crezut vreodata ca o sa le leg,sa descopar oameni diferiti,culturi diferite,zambete diferite.Tot anul 2008 mi-a aratat ca nu exista limite intre oameni,tari,culturi,ca un simplu zambet poate lega toti oamenii din lumea aceasta.Insa regretele mi-au bantuit visele in ultimele zile.Imi pare rau ca am pierdut un an atat de frumos,ca am trecut pe langa voi uitandu-ma in alta parte,sau ca am uitat sa va imbratisez atunci cand aveati nevoie.Am uitat sa va spun ca va iubesc doar pentru ca mi-am concentrat viata asupra unei singure persoane.Am uitat sa fiu eu.Am uitat sa iti zambesc si eu dimineata cand intru pe usa clasei,am uitat sa te ascult atunci cand aveai nevoie,si am uitat ca trebuia sa te sfatuiesc ce sa faci,am uitat sa fiu alaturi de tine atunci cand ai avut cea mai mare nevoie de mine.Imi cer iertare.Pe ultima suta de metri a acestui an incerc sa imi repar greselile.Nu inteleg cum am putut sa fiu atat de oarba cand aveam atata iubire in jurul meu,iar eu am plecat capul si am plecat mai departe.Nu sunt prietena perfecta,insa anul acesta nu am fost nici macar atat.Promit sa redevin eu.Mai am doar cateva zile din frumoasa varsta de 17 ani si nici nu stiu cand am trecut prin ea.Cate regrete....Punct si de la capat.Anul 2009?Nu stiu cum va fi,stiu doar ca imi va aduce o viata noua,un nou inceput.Si chiar daca lucrurile o sa schimbe foarte mult si distanta va fi mult prea mare ,vineri am sa fiu in acelasi loc la aceeasi ora:).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1630778152501126341-4273115553133745860?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4273115553133745860/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2008/12/time-brings-changes.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/4273115553133745860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/4273115553133745860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2008/12/time-brings-changes.html' title='time brings changes.'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/STwVkvW37nI/AAAAAAAAANo/myYvsOpg90s/s72-c/changeme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-8012630891352135085</id><published>2008-12-03T20:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T21:11:43.029+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='din suflet'/><title type='text'>make it better.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/STbZgeZ0btI/AAAAAAAAANg/MRhIp1u_DCU/s1600-h/ShowYourFeelings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/STbZgeZ0btI/AAAAAAAAANg/MRhIp1u_DCU/s320/ShowYourFeelings.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275643165451513554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;In ultimele zile am invatat multe lucruri noi si am trait sentimente diferite.Am plans,am ras,m-am certat si mi-a fost dor.Vad zilnic aceleasi fete triste,si pline de amaraciune,oameni fara zambete si ma chinui sa zambesc doar pentru a primi un zambet. Insa nu primesc nimic.Asa sunt oamenii,asa e lumea in care traim.Cea mai ciudata experienta a fost sa descopar un om care ma intelege perfect.Un om care inainte sa ma cunoasca pe mine mi-a cunoscut sufletul si a simtit odata cu mine.E ciudat cum un simplu necunoscut sa stie totul despre tine,si sa te inteleaga perfect,cand mii de oameni care pretind ca te cunosc nu ar intelege nimic din ceea ce vrei tu sa spui.E la fel de uimitor cum poti vorbi la nesfarsit despre orice si cum nu te plictisesti niciodata.De ce un simplu om poate sa fie altfel decat toti ceilalti?Poate e omul de la care primesc un zambet daca ii ofer si eu unul.Nu stiu cum sa numesc toate acestea.Nu stiu sa-ti spun ce simt atunci cand imi vorbeste despre propriile mele trairi,despre ceea ce sunt eu,fara sa stie de fapt cine sunt.Daca as putea sa schimb lumea,as incepe de aici&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&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/1630778152501126341-8012630891352135085?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8012630891352135085/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2008/12/make-it-better.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/8012630891352135085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/8012630891352135085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2008/12/make-it-better.html' title='make it better.'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/STbZgeZ0btI/AAAAAAAAANg/MRhIp1u_DCU/s72-c/ShowYourFeelings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-1359795420598363041</id><published>2008-11-26T20:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T21:06:46.850+02:00</updated><title type='text'>"sentimentele vin,se alunga si iar revin"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SS2dcoxALMI/AAAAAAAAANA/yGvBJ4TWXJA/s1600-h/normal_heart01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SS2dcoxALMI/AAAAAAAAANA/yGvBJ4TWXJA/s320/normal_heart01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273043854025567426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Ce este sufletul?.Probabil medicii i-ar da o definitie ca fiind organul care te ajuta sa traiesti,insa noi toti ceilalti stim ca sufletul e locul unde se aduna toata sentimentele.Iubire,ura,durere si bucurie,lacrimi si zambete sau oameni ale caror suflete nu le poti uita niciodata.Nu putem defini sufletul in cuvinte,il definim adesea printr-o imbratisare,un sarut sau un te iubesc.Sufletul e tot ceea ce ne inconjoara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  Stiu ca nu exista om fara suflet,si stiu ca povestile despre suflet si iubire sunt mereu aceleasi indiferent ca au fost scrise acum 100 de ani sau chiar azi,chiar acum.Probabil fiecare om isi asculta sufletul uneori si asterne pe o hartie alba tot ceea ce simte,pe o hartie sau pe o partitura muzicala,intr-o scrisoare sau intr-un mesaj scris pe telefon.Sufletul e "complex si schimbator",ne spune Eugen Lovinescu.Tind sa cred ca sufletul se schimba odata cu fiecare experienta traita,fie ea iubire,pierdere,durere,bucurie si e complex pentru ca toate aceste lucruri le adunam noi si le lasam in suflet ca mai tarziu sa ne amintim de ele sau de persoanele care ne-au facut sa simtim toate lucrurile acestea.Sufletul e uneori cutia in care ne asezam toate gandurile si toate trairile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;    Asadar,sufletul e lacasul tuturor sentimentelor,sufletul nu uita,iar prezentul se construieste pe trecut,pe amintiri care vin si pleaca si  vin din nou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wYNjC-stBTE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wYNjC-stBTE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1630778152501126341-1359795420598363041?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1359795420598363041/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2008/11/sentimentele-vinse-alunga-si-iar-revin.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/1359795420598363041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/1359795420598363041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2008/11/sentimentele-vinse-alunga-si-iar-revin.html' title='&quot;sentimentele vin,se alunga si iar revin&quot;'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SS2dcoxALMI/AAAAAAAAANA/yGvBJ4TWXJA/s72-c/normal_heart01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-8601475795469612826</id><published>2008-09-28T17:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T17:33:24.263+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toamna..'/><title type='text'>copilarie,cat imi e dor de tine...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SN-VnV_pqdI/AAAAAAAAAL4/DrIsTrZ22wU/s1600-h/child-laughing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SN-VnV_pqdI/AAAAAAAAAL4/DrIsTrZ22wU/s320/child-laughing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251080193688840658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Cum sa nu-ti doresti sa ramai copil?Cand in fiecare zi vezi fericirea ta in zambetul copilului de peste drum.Iti vezi copilaria prin ochii lui si te gandesti cand ai ajuns aici,cand ai renuntat sa te mai joci cu papusile sau cand te-ai transformat in persoana  care esti azi.Mi-e dor de copilarie,desi sunt inca un copil.Ne schimbam atat de mult atunci cand mai urcam o treapta in viata noastra.E normal si logic,insa e prea dur.Mi-e dor sa fiu nepasatoare si sa ma gandesc ca maine e o alta zi de joaca,o alta zi de fericire,o zi in care mami o sa vina sa-mi spuna "e intunneric,papusile trebuie sa doarma!".si apoi sa-l zaresc pe tati intrand in curte zambind chiar si dupa o zi de munca,cu napolitana joe in mana stanga,doar ca sa ma vada zambind.Un copil mi-a spus saptamana trecuta ca e bine sa fii copil,si ca si-ar dori sa fie la gradinita.M-am uitat in ochii lui atat de sinceri si mi-am dorit sa fiu el.Cand am renuntat la lucrurile atat de mici si totusi atat de importante care ma faceau fericita?.Azi,nu ma mai asteapta nimeni cu napolitana joe caci ajung mult prea tarziu acasa iar ei dorm.Sunt zile in care nu ii vad deloc si zile in care imi lipsesc atat de mult.Si totusi,indiferent cat de tarziu as ajunge acasa,mama ma asteapta intotdeauna.Napolitana joe lipseste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1630778152501126341-8601475795469612826?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8601475795469612826/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2008/09/copilariecat-imi-e-dor-de-tine.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/8601475795469612826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/8601475795469612826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2008/09/copilariecat-imi-e-dor-de-tine.html' title='copilarie,cat imi e dor de tine...'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SN-VnV_pqdI/AAAAAAAAAL4/DrIsTrZ22wU/s72-c/child-laughing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-8482017996022048319</id><published>2008-09-16T18:42:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T18:50:55.751+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prieteni..toamna..'/><title type='text'>friendship never ends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SM_VqmBzdaI/AAAAAAAAALo/C56P0ENyjYQ/s1600-h/pravs-j-hold-on-to-friendship.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SM_VqmBzdaI/AAAAAAAAALo/C56P0ENyjYQ/s320/pravs-j-hold-on-to-friendship.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246647018649253282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Uitandu-ma in urma mi-am dat seama ca am pierdut atata timp.Ca mai este putin si voi nu o sa mai fiti langa mine.Ca o sa fim impartite prin toata tara asta mica,si o sa imi lipseasca zambetul ei de dimineata,rasul ei,povestile interminabile la telefon cu ea,tupeul ei si matzaiala ei.Poate nu ti-ai dat inca seama  ca vorbesc de  sase bucati de suflet care il intregesc pe al meu.O sa-mi lipseasca atat de mult lucrurile marunte de care noi am stiut sa ne bucuram in fiecare zi.Am stiut sa plangem si sa radem impreuna,sa ne tinem de mana si sa adormim povestind.Am invatat ca cel mai bun prieten nu e cel care te aproba in tot ce faci,ci e acel prieten care te critica,care iti spune daca ai facut bine sau nu,si care te iubeste neconditionat.Noi putem merge in orice loc fara suflet si fara culoare,iar intr-o clipa sa radieze de frumusete.Pentru ca asta avem noi in suflet,culoare,creativitate,zambetul de ieri,de azi si cel de maine si suntem mereu acolo.Aaa..creadi ca noi nu ne-am certat??..ei bine,uneori suntem cele mai insuportabile fiinte cu ceilalti si cu noi insine,dar poate ca dupa fiecare cearta am mers mai departe,iar a doua zi am zambit din nou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  Noi am personalizat clasa si am lipit o bucata din creativitatea noastra pe peretii mult prea neprimitori,si poate i-am facut si pe ceilalti sa simta o parte din caldura noastra.Poate ca uneori nu recunoastem dar avem nevoie una de alta mai mult ca oricand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;..Nu suntem chiar cele 4 dive din Sex and the city,suntem doar  cele 6 suflete care locuiesc pe carou:x,[caci asa ne numim randul de banci care ne e casa zi de zi]...si promit ca o sa mai auziti multa vreme de comunitatea caroului.Va iubesc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jfz1hJZPsxM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jfz1hJZPsxM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1630778152501126341-8482017996022048319?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8482017996022048319/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2008/09/friendship-never-ends.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/8482017996022048319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/8482017996022048319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2008/09/friendship-never-ends.html' title='friendship never ends'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SM_VqmBzdaI/AAAAAAAAALo/C56P0ENyjYQ/s72-c/pravs-j-hold-on-to-friendship.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-5128382361767612579</id><published>2008-08-30T21:00:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T15:20:11.987+02:00</updated><title type='text'>trenul meu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SLmPhAKo68I/AAAAAAAAALQ/O0OhpA9YAKI/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240377438565362626" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SLmPhAKo68I/AAAAAAAAALQ/O0OhpA9YAKI/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Trenul a fost vara mea.Trenul ma purtat in fiecare gara,mica sau mare.Am lasat acasa amintirile,zilele cu tine,dorul de tine,si din fiecare loc am adunat alte amintiri.Trenul m-a dus spre o lume noua,de fiecare data.Oameni bronzati,oameni arsi de soare,plaja pustie,mare rece si salbatica.Copii razand la fiecare colt.Am luat o parte din zambetul lor si l-am inchis in valiza mea.In alt timp,alta gara,alte zambete.Vara asta am adunat o valiza de zambete:).Strangeri de mana,pupicuri dulci,vant,frig,cafeaua devreme pe balcon.Hai sa prindem rasaritul!Lacrimi la plecare,imbratisari calde,si "goodbye for now".Am tinut ochii mari si am privit in gol pe fereastra trenului.Fiecare loc imi spunea ceva.Imi doream,pentru o clipa sa fiu firul acela de iarba batut de vant,si ars putin de razele soarelui.Sa fiu la fel de libera ca pescarusii de deasupra mea.Nu m-am gandit la tine,nu,deloc.Insa trenul m-a adus inapoi la tine.O alta zi,alta cafea dar fara gust de vacanta.Tot ce mi-a ramas e valiza plina cu zambete si amintiri.Sper sa-mi ajunga tot anul:).&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/1630778152501126341-5128382361767612579?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5128382361767612579/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2008/08/trenul-meu.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/5128382361767612579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/5128382361767612579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2008/08/trenul-meu.html' title='trenul meu.'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SLmPhAKo68I/AAAAAAAAALQ/O0OhpA9YAKI/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-7073685323874755279</id><published>2008-05-22T13:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T13:45:13.484+03:00</updated><title type='text'>colours.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SDVNTvdMqFI/AAAAAAAAAJo/TTOsOH2whNk/s1600-h/008hp8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SDVNTvdMqFI/AAAAAAAAAJo/TTOsOH2whNk/s320/008hp8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203149946048260178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Si..daca as aduna toti norii de pe cer probabil i-as aranja apoi sub forma numelui tau.Ti-as cere soare si stiu ca mi l-ai da printre picaturi de ploaie,caci nimic nu e perfect.Mi-ai da soare dimineata devreme sa stiu ca esti langa mine si m-ai incalzi toata ziua cu razele lui.Ti-as zambi fericita  iar tu ai pleca cu zambetul pe buze cand incepe noaptea.Ti-as mai cere o bucatica din acest pamant pe care sa ne intindem amandoi si cu ochii atintiti spre cerul mult prea albastru sa ne rostim cuvinte cu iubire.Dragul meu,ti-as lua privirea dulce si as pastra-o in inima mea ca atunci cand mi-e dor de ochii tai sa-mi privesc inima.Si...as mai lua o raza de soare si as pune-o in zambetul tau...Hai spune-mi,cu vocea ta duioasa....ma vei iubi si maine??caci cerul e infinit si il putem umple cu prostii.Lasa-ti usor capul pe umarul meu si am sa-ti sarut fruntea fierbinte caci vine noaptea.Noaptea te pierd..noaptea-mi fura zambetul tau dulce,noaptea-mi fura atingerea ta...noaptea te pierd..te pierd ca sa te gasesc maine din nou..hai ia-ma in brate si sopteste-mi  ceea ce-ti spune inima...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xKlggqeDI6k&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xKlggqeDI6k&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1630778152501126341-7073685323874755279?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7073685323874755279/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2008/05/colours.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/7073685323874755279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/7073685323874755279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2008/05/colours.html' title='colours.'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SDVNTvdMqFI/AAAAAAAAAJo/TTOsOH2whNk/s72-c/008hp8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-6412052451233379265</id><published>2008-05-18T12:38:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T15:21:46.146+02:00</updated><title type='text'>C'est la vie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SC_9BjNJ7nI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Y8vWJPGXW4Y/s1600-h/800px-Eiffel_tower_and_the_seine_at_night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SC_9BjNJ7nI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Y8vWJPGXW4Y/s320/800px-Eiffel_tower_and_the_seine_at_night.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201654297708326514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Ai vazut si tu Parisul noaptea?..Ai vazut cum fiecare lumina iti coloreaza o parte din suflet?.Am ratacit tarziu de-a lungul Senei..doar eu,tacerea apei si mii de lumini care straluceau in apa linistita a Senei.Cu fiecare pas,paseam intr-o alta amintire..stii??..O data mi-am imaginat Parisul atat de frumos cu tine de mana...o data te iubeam enorm.In schimb.am primit ploaie si lacrimi in ziua aceea.Am invatat sa pasesc mai departe si sa-mi tin privirea inainte dar uneori mai intorc privirea spre trecut si imi amintesc cat de mult te-am iubit o data.Acum..ii zambesc timid unui vanzator de suveniruri si las vantul sa-ti sufle amintirea....Parisul e mult prea frumos,chiar si fara tine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1630778152501126341-6412052451233379265?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6412052451233379265/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2008/05/cest-la-vie.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/6412052451233379265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/6412052451233379265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2008/05/cest-la-vie.html' title='C&apos;est la vie!'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SC_9BjNJ7nI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Y8vWJPGXW4Y/s72-c/800px-Eiffel_tower_and_the_seine_at_night.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-4874276913803685128</id><published>2008-04-22T18:18:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T18:24:21.048+03:00</updated><title type='text'>take me away....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt; So can you get me outta here&lt;br /&gt;                                                 Take me away&lt;br /&gt;                                               We'll jump in the car&lt;br /&gt;                              Drive til the gas runs out and then walk so far&lt;br /&gt;                                                  That we can't&lt;br /&gt;                                           See this place anymore&lt;br /&gt;                                                  Take a day off&lt;br /&gt;                                                 Give it a rest&lt;br /&gt;                                  So i can forget about this mess&lt;br /&gt;                                        if i lighten up a little bit,&lt;br /&gt;                                               Then i will be&lt;br /&gt;                                                   Over It!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  &lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h9Iu1pHl1-A&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h9Iu1pHl1-A&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1630778152501126341-4874276913803685128?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4874276913803685128/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2008/04/take-me-away.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/4874276913803685128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/4874276913803685128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2008/04/take-me-away.html' title='take me away....'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-5013468836558148739</id><published>2008-04-18T12:10:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T12:50:39.420+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasy'/><title type='text'>Poveste.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SAhtRFbtAJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/fXIbWW5gTYU/s1600-h/driving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SAhtRFbtAJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/fXIbWW5gTYU/s320/driving.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190518710828073106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;El si ea.O multime de culori,sunete,si o multime de alti ochi care le priveau iubirea.O zi frumoasa,soarele ii veghea de pe cerul albastru.Ei,in masina.Ea fericita,nu isi dorea decat un singur lucru azi.Vroia sa fie ea stapana lui,si sa fie stapana pe unul din lucrurile preferate ale lui.Ii zambeste dulce asa cum ii place lui,si cu un glas fericit ii spune:"Azi eu conduc masina ta!Azi am sa te conduc eu!..El,cu ochii tristi nu stie ce sa-i spuna,o iubeste prea mult,iar ceva din suflet ii spune ca nu e bine,dar nu ii poate rezista iubirii ei,si zambetului fericit pe care il are.Ii spune ca e de acord,si se muta in locul ei.Atenta,isi pune mainile fine pe volanul de piele.Cu ochii mari,el o priveste cum cu fiecare miscare e tot mai frumoasa.Misca volanul cu atata gratie.O raza de soare ii loveste ochii atat de verzi,iar vantul ii adie usor parul fin,e atat de fericita.El se indragosteste tot mai mult si o priveste incontinuu.Ea,stinge linistea si da drumul radioului,era piesa lor.Se uita la el si ii zambeste.Sufletul lui ii spune ceva,dar el nu asculta, e sigur ca ea va fi mereu langa el,si ca iubirea lor o sa dainuie vesnic.Prinde curaj si cu ochii atintiti spre ea,ii spune:TE IUBESC!Ea se intoarce fericita spre el si pierde controlul....Intuneric!Soarele a disparut,piesa nu mai e,e liniste,mult prea liniste.El se trezeste si o cauta cu privirea,nu vede nimic.Ea,a disparut.Trupul ei sta neinsufletit alaturi de el,dar sufletul ei a disparut.Ea nu mai e,nu mai are zambet,nu mai are suflet.El,nu stie ce sa faca,nu stie cum sa o readuca la viata,o saruta,o imbratiseaza si lacrimile lui fierbinti cad pe pielea ei rece.Nimic!Nu mai e!.Ochii lui varsa lacrimi amare acum,o iubeste si stia ca nu e bine sa o lase sa-i conduca masina,si totusi a lasat-o,a pierdut-o pentru ca nu si-a ascultat inima.I-a spus te iubesc si asta le-a fost sfarsitul..stie ca o va iubi pentru totdeauna.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1630778152501126341-5013468836558148739?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5013468836558148739/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2008/04/poveste.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/5013468836558148739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/5013468836558148739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2008/04/poveste.html' title='Poveste.'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SAhtRFbtAJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/fXIbWW5gTYU/s72-c/driving.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-2234984951791514559</id><published>2008-03-30T22:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T22:41:35.246+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='din suflet'/><title type='text'>changes..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/R-_sDmK-H_I/AAAAAAAAAGk/SH25jLCFrWQ/s1600-h/Pinhole_LeavingStationA_Prober.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/R-_sDmK-H_I/AAAAAAAAAGk/SH25jLCFrWQ/s320/Pinhole_LeavingStationA_Prober.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183621242657054706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Azi parca lucrurile s-au mai schimbat putin.Soarele de dimineata mi-a adus o noua zi,una mai buna,caci m-am saturat de zile mohorate din viata mea si mai nou,sa aduc trecutul prea mult in prezent.Un trecut prea indepartat,lucruri pe care daca le-as fi stiut atunci,acum ar fi fost altfel.Fara regrete,da?.Azi nu am auzit nimic,nu am ascultat pe nimeni.M-am bucurat de soarele de afara.de mirosul proaspat de primvara si mi-am dorit sa fiu si eu din nou copil si sa ma joc cu ceilalti copii din parc.Pareau fericiti,fara nici o grija.Construiau castele de nisip,fara ca nimeni sa le darame,fara ca nimeni sa-i faca sa planga.Zambete atat de pure,si atat de fericite!M-au facut sa zambesc pentru o vreme.Ce bine era sa fiu copil!Ciudat e ca m-am asezat pe acceasi banca pe care o imparteam cu tine,pe care visam cu tine,uitandu-ne la copii care se joaca in jurul nostru.Nu m-am gandit la tine prea mult,azi nu vreau,si nu mai vreau nici maine.Grea decizie,nu?Nu pot sa mai traiesc cu asta,cu amintirea ta,cu regretul,cu ochii plini de lacrimi.Cumva,candva,sau poate chiar maine totul o sa se schimbe.Trebuie sa se schimbe.M-am intrebat azi daca mi-e dor de tine,si nu am stiut sa-mi raspund.Poate e un inceput,poate e o cale spre bine,o cale spre acel zambet pe care toti il  vor de la mine.Poate ca trebuie sa ma schimb.Azi am facut un om fericit,un om drag mie.Nu exista rasplata mai frumoasa decat zambetul unei persoane fara de care nu as putea trai,fara de care nu as avea un umar pe care sa pot plange.Vreau sa fie altfel..chiar daca ma doare.Si-ti spun acum,cu sufletul aproape mort,si cu ochii plansi..iti spun..ADIO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wVyggTKDcOE&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wVyggTKDcOE&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/1630778152501126341-2234984951791514559?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2234984951791514559/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2008/03/azi-parca-lucrurile-s-au-mai-schimbat.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/2234984951791514559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/2234984951791514559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2008/03/azi-parca-lucrurile-s-au-mai-schimbat.html' title='changes..'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/R-_sDmK-H_I/AAAAAAAAAGk/SH25jLCFrWQ/s72-c/Pinhole_LeavingStationA_Prober.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-6965605318938573275</id><published>2008-02-12T15:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T15:33:38.788+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='primavara'/><title type='text'>primavara:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/R7Gf1trEg6I/AAAAAAAAACQ/jHFB5kgXx5M/s1600-h/spring2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/R7Gf1trEg6I/AAAAAAAAACQ/jHFB5kgXx5M/s320/spring2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166085992712799138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Iubesc soarele.Ador mirosul proaspat de primavara,si parca totul prinde viata desi e doar februarie.Primavara vrea sa vina azi mai devreme,iar eu o primesc cu bratzele deschise.Am avut o noapte linistita dupa multe nopti in care cearceaful mi-a fost cel mai mare dusman.Azi lucrurile parca au fost altfel,azi odata cu soarele am zambit si eu.Mi-a fost dor de tine soare!Ma bucur de soare ca un copil de o jucarie noua.Ma face fericita!Imi aminteste si de tine,dar azi parca totul a reinviat,da ma gandesc la tine,da ma gandesc cu drag.Azi nu am avut nevoie nici de cafeaua fara gust de dimineata,dar al carei miros il simt si acum si imi da fiori in tot corpul si ma tzine treaza toata ziua.Dar azi nu am avut nevoie de ea.Azi m-am trezit devreme ,da la 5:45 cu alarma care imi spunea pe fractiune de secunda:"hello..hello".Am tremurat minute in sir in statia de maxi,iar apoi am ajuns la scoala.Toata lumea tacuta,si fara zambet.Puteai sa citesti in ochii lor ce au facut ieri,sau ce au facut de dimineata.Dupa o ora de chin,in care am rezistat unei povesti cu romani,a rasarit si soarele:).Am fugit repede afara,sa imi cumpar o sticla mare de apa,energia mea pe toata ziua,si intradevar,mai buna decat cafeaua.Am privit in jur,si toata lumea stralucea.Razele soarelui ii facea pe toti sa zambeasca,obligatoriu sau nu.Ah,ce frumoasa ar fi lumea daca toti am zambi si ne-am bucura de bucuriile naturii.Dupa ce am dat o tura prin orash si ochii mi-au fost injectati cu cadouri sclipicioase si fara gust pentru Valentine's day,mi-a revenit cheful de viata cand am vazut ghioceii din curtea bunicii.Uneori mi-as dori sa fiu din nou la tzara,unde totul era neatins de societatea rea si murdara in care traim.Unde puteai sa te bucuri in liniste de cantecul pasarilor,puteai sa adormi la soare zambind,si aveai oricand o gura de aer proaspat.Dar noi,suntem oamenii societatii,la fel ca si ea.Murdari si rai.Ne preocupa doar factura de la lumina,gaz ,daca el a uitat sa cumpere paine,sau daca mama a facut patul si a strans resturile de mancare.Hai sa uitam pentru o clipa,sa uitam ca trebuie sa mergem la servici,la magazin sau la scoala,hai sa zambim doar pentru o clipa,si ar zambi si societatea.Dar,in final sunt doar un copil cu vise mari,nu v-a schimbat nimeni,nu pot sa va schimb nici eu,dar va pot face sa zambiti atunci cand va zambesc si cand soarele e de partea mea.Primavara e pe drum!&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/1630778152501126341-6965605318938573275?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6965605318938573275/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2008/02/primavara.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/6965605318938573275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/6965605318938573275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2008/02/primavara.html' title='primavara:)'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/R7Gf1trEg6I/AAAAAAAAACQ/jHFB5kgXx5M/s72-c/spring2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1630778152501126341.post-4107253599057646517</id><published>2007-12-15T13:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T18:59:37.986+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Primul fulg de nea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/R2O6rD5BLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OaFl5TFhAew/s1600-h/Children+on+snow+0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/R2O6rD5BLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OaFl5TFhAew/s320/Children+on+snow+0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144160448328838290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Bine...nu e chiar primul fulg de nea..dar stiti cum e.. intotdeauna il consideram primul.M-am trezit tarziu,intr-un intuneric de sambata cu aer de plictiseala.M-am ridicat usor si am tras perdeau de matase la o parte..am zambit..era zapada...era puritate oriunde te uitai.Si toata aceasta dimineata tarzie a devenit subit mai frumoasa.Primul fulg de nea,sunt ca un copil care ar vrea in momentul acesta sa isi ia hainele de iarna si sa se arunce in zapada pe cat de frumoasa pe atat de rece.Off ce vremuri..mi-e dor de copilarie.Acum sunt doar o adolescenta care da nas in nas cu problemele zilnice,cu sufletele ranite si cu ochii plini de lacrimi.Ce frumos era atunci.Nu stiam decat sa zambesc si sa ma joc ,sa ma bucur de primul fulg de nea,de primul ghiocel sau de fosnetul frunzelor dintr-o dupa amiaza de toamna.Ma imbrac bine,imi infasor fularul cu dungi rosiii si negre in jurul gatului,manusile pufoase geaca de iarna si ies in lume,nu mai sunt copilul care se arunca in zapada,dar totusi ma pot bucura inca de sunetul pasilor mei pe zapada proaspata,pot arunca si cu un bulgar in baiatu din statia de autobuz ca apoi sa ma ascund.Eh..ma bucur si eu de placerile vietii,cele mai frumoase.Urc in autobuz,unde toata lumea e preocupata de orice altceva in afara de zapada de afara,toti cu problemele lor..oare de ce nu invatam sa zambim iar?oameni prea preocupati de problemele lor,sau de a altora,uitam de micile bucurii ale vietii.Chiar si spiritul Craciunului a disparut.Copii  stiu deja ca parintii lor o sa le cumpere acelasi plouver in fiecare an.A disparut magia.E trist.Ma dau jos la destinatie si privirea mi se indreapta catre un copil a carui voce dulce nu poti sa nu o auzi.Sta cu nasul rosu lipit de vitrina inghetata a unui magazin de jucarii si isi roaga mama sa ii cumpere acel trenulet cu fel si fel de accesorii,dar mama lui e prea ocupata cu vorbitul la telefon.Am impresia ca se cearta cu vocea de dincolo,iar copilul dezamagit,se intristeaza si isi urmeaza mama.E trist cum am uitat toti cum e sa te bucuri chiar si de zapada de afara,de Craciun,de bradul impodobit..totul e mai important acum:sotul care nu face nimic,mama care a uitat sa ia paine,factura neplatita de curent aa si vai s-a stricat masina de spalat.Eu..am uitat.Ninge iar,ma bucur..zambesc si tip in mijlocul multimii,toti se uita da nu imi pasa,e prea frumos:).Calatoria mea a luat sfarsit,ma intorc acasa,ma dau jos din autobuz..si sunt lovita de un bulgare de zapada,ma uit in spate,zambesc..baiatul din statie,zambeste!Eee..nici el nu a uitat cat de speciala e iarna...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/1630778152501126341-4107253599057646517?l=lavuscuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4107253599057646517/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2007/12/primul-fulg-de-nea.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/4107253599057646517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1630778152501126341/posts/default/4107253599057646517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavuscuff.blogspot.com/2007/12/primul-fulg-de-nea.html' title='Primul fulg de nea'/><author><name>Lavy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06222890290769793747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/SZ18qnKvtAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qXTgOmQNr6U/S220/SANY9577.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cxodxzrvubc/R2O6rD5BLJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OaFl5TFhAew/s72-c/Children+on+snow+0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
