noi cand facem asta?:(( decembrie 13, 2009

fericire cand el te tine de mana si priviti spre cer cum cade primul fulg de zapada din acest an

fericire cand poti sa alergi si sa topai  printre oameni desi ai trecut de mult timp de majorat

fericire cand ai baut prima data cuba libre in vama si te-ai simtit speciala

fericire atunci cand incerci sa acoperi soarele cu palmele si observi cum printre degete se mai strecoara cate o raza..sau cand faci pe ametita si confunzi becul din dormitor cu soarele

fericire sunt acele flori rupte in graba de pe marginea drumului.pentru ea

fericire e cand asculti cantece proaste care iti aduc aminte de cum era el ultima data cand l-ai vazut

fericire cand el ti-a spus ca niciodata nu ai mai adormit astfel langa el

fericire cand te chinui sa impachetezi acele amintiri si iti vine sa plangi ca sunt prea multe miscari.priviri.cuvinte pe care le-ai sorbit

fericire e cand realizezi cat de important este doar sa fii

fericire e cand porti acel pestisor din vama si le spui tuturor ca indeplineste acele trei dorinte

fericire e sa ma vrei atunci cand poti sa ma ai

fericire e prajitura de mere cu frisca facuta de mama

fericire sunt ochii tatalui si zambetul mamei cand te intorci acasa

fericire e cand  iubesti minutul si il prinzi in pumn ca pe cel mai de pret cadou.si iti curge o lacrima peste el

fericire e cand nu intelegi ceva si te simti ca un copil cand ti se explica

fericire e el.totUL

fericire e acea povestioara cu formarea ingerilor pe care doar tu o stii

fericire e fara petale.intr-un lucru micut.acolo.asha..putin..cate putin

to every guy decembrie 4, 2009

To every guy that cooks dinner for her.

To every guy that regrets hurting her.

To every guy who knows which girl he wants.

To every guy that  said, “You’re beautiful.”

To every guy that was never too busy to drive across town to see her.

To every guy that said he would die for her.

To every guy that really would.

To every guy that cried in front of her.

To every guy that she cried in front of.

To every guy that holds hands with her.

To every guy that kisses her with meaning.

To every guy that hugs her when she’s sad.

To every guy that hugs her for no reason at all.

To every guy who would give their jacket up.

To every guy that calls to make sure she got home safe.

To every guy that would sit and wait for her for hours just to be able to see her for ten minutes.

To every guy that reassured her that she was beautiful no matter what.

To every guy who told his secrets to her.

To every guy that tried to show how much he cared through every word and every breath.

To every guy that thought maybe this could be the one.

To every guy that believed in her dreams.

To every guy that would have done anything so she could achieve them.

To every guy that never laughed at her when she told him her dreams.

To every guy that wasn’t just trying to get laid.

To every guy that actually listened.

To every guy that gave his heart only to have it shoved back in his face.

To every guy that prays that she is happy even if he is not with her.

sooo me.tonight noiembrie 26, 2009

I know I said I loved you but I’m thinking I was wrong,
I’m the first to admit that I’m still pretty young,
and I never meant to hurt you when I wrote you ten love songs.
but a guy that I could never get ’cause his girlfriend was pretty fit
and everyone who knew her loved her so.
and I made you leave her for me and now I’m feeling pretty mean,
but my mind has fucked me over more times than any man could ever know.

Maybe I should give up, give in,
give up trying to be thin,
give up and turn into my mother,
god knows I love her.

and I’m sorry to which ever man should meet my sorry state,
watch my steady lonesome gait and beware.
I would never love a man ’cause love and pain go hand in hand
and I can’t do it again.

So we stayed up late one night to try and get our problems right,
but I couldn’t get into his head just what was going through my mind,
and I think he knew where I was going
he put Ryan Adams on
I think he thinks it makes me weak
it only ever makes me strong.
I’ve got this friend who sounds just like him,
now he’s the man I’d leave you for, the man that I just adore like you.
The same man, he turns to me he said I’ve got to tell you how i feel,
if god could make the perfect girl for me it would be you
and my god told me not tell about how much do you love your fella?”
I don’t know more everyday
not in this new romantic way.

I’ll always be your first love, you’ll always be my first love.

And I’m sorry to which ever man should meet my sorry state
watch my steady lonesome gait and beware,
I will never love a man ’cause I could never hurt a man in this way.
I will never love a man cause I could never hurt a man, not in this new romantic way.

noiembrie 26, 2009

 

noiembrie 25, 2009

la multi ani in care o sa ma enervezi la culme  si o sa ne dam ignor reciproc.la multi ani cu  28-uri pe care o sa le ratam:))..la multi ani in care o sa ma vezi pretutindeni:))

noo…doar multi ani plini de culoare ..nu doar pe panza

si stiu ca am fost ultima care ti-a spus la multi ani:))

si te recomand …

http://www.beautiful4est.com/

sfatul din verde si albastru noiembrie 25, 2009

am hranit caracatita de la skittles:x ca sa-mi ghiceasca in bomboane

“astazi ar fi bine sa te imbraci colorat si cu siguranta cineva o sa se indragosteasca de tine in mai putin de 10 minute.gandeste-te foarte serios la treaba asta..”

)ui.record.:))

“azi mai ales.aminteste-le prietenilor ca tacerea e unul din argumentele cel mai greu de colorat”

daca vreti si voi sa va pierdeti timpul cu skittles..click aici

noiembrie 25, 2009

luam una bucata hard disk extern.ne ducem la folderele anilor trecuti si ne omoara wamintirile:))

 

umm..am vorbit cu curcubeul duminica..

 

curcubeul:salut,cum merge treaba?

mi:rauuu

curcubeul:imi pare rau..lasa ca te inveselesc eu.eu sunt curcubeul

mi:daca esti curcubeul atunci o stii pe gaina joe:))

curcubeul:spune-mi tu ce vrei sa te faci cand o sa fii mare?

mi:vreau sa ma fac om frumos

curcubeul:..mie mi-ar placea sa fiu o bomboniera..intreaba-ma de ce!

mi:nu vreau!

curcubeul:nasol..daca nu te intereseaza subiectul putem sa vorbim oricand despre vreme

mi:bine..de ce?

curcubeul:adevarul e undeva deasupra norilor

mi:ce chestie moncher:))

curcubeul:sincer nu stiu ce sa-ti zic.mai da-mi detalii

mi:despre ce?

curcubeul:ce despre ce?

mi::))

curcubeul:crezi ca ar fi ok daca eu ti-as spune chestii foarte complicate in curcubeica?nu inteleg ce-mi spui

mi:gaina joe cotcodaceste in curcubeica?:))

curcubeul:ori tu esti genul care scrie manuale de utilizare ori eu am cam lipsit la lectiile de limba romana:) care-i treaba ca nu inteleg

mi:esti tu ala neinteles..in multe culori

curcubeul:culorile sunt si subiectul meu preferat

mi:ummm..si in care te simti mai bine?

curcubeul:ti-ar trebui autorizatie speciala de la Serviciile Secrete ca sa poti sa detii aceasta informatie

mi:plizzzz tell me

curcubeul:ce chestie moncher

(…)

mi:e cum este sa fii sus

curcubeul:e singura optiune?

mi:nu..mereu vor fi mai multe optiuni