<?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-545899341094251097</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:59:22.237-08:00</updated><category term='iubire'/><category term='greseli'/><category term='iertare'/><category term='forever'/><category term='MJ'/><category term='RIP'/><category term='fericire'/><category term='depression'/><category term='intrebare'/><category term='love'/><category term='not.'/><title type='text'>Turned To Plastic Honey</title><subtitle type='html'>You can call me honey
but your no damn good fo me</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-4073860835653563188</id><published>2010-10-26T14:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T14:27:57.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best friends are incredibly different</title><content type='html'>Pauliciul meu imi demonstreaza again cat de diferite putem fi..contra la postul tau love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunt cea care sa-ti spuna ca te iubeste neconditionat;&lt;br /&gt;sunt cea are sa-ti dea mesaje, spunandu-ti ca ii lipsesti;&lt;br /&gt;sunt cea pe care s-o intereseze ce-ai facut in fiecare minut al zilei;&lt;br /&gt;sunt cea geloasa;&lt;br /&gt;sunt cea care nu se uita si la altii;&lt;br /&gt;sunt cea care nu te vrea doar pe tine in momentul de fata;&lt;br /&gt;sunt cea care inchide ochii atunci cand o saruti.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;NU Sunt cea care incearca sa te cunoasca mai bine decat te cunosti tu;&lt;br /&gt;NU Sunt cea care nu se supara daca ii spui ca iesi cu baietii;&lt;br /&gt;NU Sunt cea care vorbeste mereu despre masini;&lt;br /&gt;NU Sunt cea care vrea sa ai un punct de vedere;&lt;br /&gt;NU Sunt cea care nu face pe imposibila;&lt;br /&gt;NU Sunt cea care vrea sa i se gadile orgoliul;&lt;br /&gt;NU Sunt cea care te vrea pe tine acum, si pe altul data viitoare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-4073860835653563188?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/4073860835653563188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/10/best-friends-are-incredibly-different.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/4073860835653563188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/4073860835653563188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/10/best-friends-are-incredibly-different.html' title='Best friends are incredibly different'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-7467820854099746305</id><published>2010-10-26T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T14:22:14.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love the way you lie</title><content type='html'>Stiu ca nam mai scris demult si ma apucat acu un dor tampit de bloguletzul meu fara sens.&lt;br /&gt;In ultima perioada mi sau intamplat muuulte dar acum ma simt mai bine.&lt;br /&gt;Sunt zen,e poate un final de drum sau poate un nou inceput,cert e ca,lumea mea nu se termina cu tine.&lt;br /&gt;Si da,nu regret nimic din tot ce a fost,doar faptul ca a fost prea putin.&lt;br /&gt;Eu sunt impacata cu gandul ca nu sunt ea,si stiu ca ceva acolo va fi mereu al meu,am prostul obicei de a-mi pune amprenta. Stiu ca nu o sa ii zici niciodata ce miai zis mie,si stiu ca am fost si poate inca sunt speciala. Oricum nu ma mai intereseaza,este viata ta. In viitor o sa vezi ce si cat ai gresit si o sa iti para rau,si normal eu o sa fiu acolo sati zic ca totul o sa fie bine.&lt;br /&gt;Si asa o sa si fie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;So raise a glass to mend all the broken hearts of all my wrecked up friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-7467820854099746305?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/7467820854099746305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-love-way-you-lie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/7467820854099746305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/7467820854099746305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-love-way-you-lie.html' title='I love the way you lie'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-7280839810024928380</id><published>2010-07-17T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T08:54:59.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Always.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/TEGXZfAizVI/AAAAAAAAAFY/93MfFIY4-Bk/s1600/tumblr_l2rwjiOOZY1qbokzbo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 125px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/TEGXZfAizVI/AAAAAAAAAFY/93MfFIY4-Bk/s200/tumblr_l2rwjiOOZY1qbokzbo1_500.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494839484445019474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You screw me up big time. I refuse to like/love you anymore,but then you come back and you say all those beautiful things to me,and I can't stop loving you.&lt;br /&gt;I hate you for this,what do you want from me exactly?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-7280839810024928380?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/7280839810024928380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/07/always.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/7280839810024928380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/7280839810024928380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/07/always.html' title='Always.'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/TEGXZfAizVI/AAAAAAAAAFY/93MfFIY4-Bk/s72-c/tumblr_l2rwjiOOZY1qbokzbo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-361048273762817041</id><published>2010-06-16T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T11:27:10.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/TBkW-c872eI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/-tOU3e_z03A/s1600/familyyyyyyy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 151px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/TBkW-c872eI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/-tOU3e_z03A/s200/familyyyyyyy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483439283479763426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am fost o familie pana la urma. Cu bune si cu rele,cu certuri si plansete,cu rasete,cu cola si cu tigari.&lt;br /&gt;De ce numai suntem, nu o sa inteleg niciodata. Eu v-am iubit pe toti,si inca va iubesc.&lt;br /&gt;Mie dor de voi.&lt;br /&gt;Poate,odata,candva, o sa fie la fel.Sper ca simtiti acelasi lucru.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-361048273762817041?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/361048273762817041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/06/family.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/361048273762817041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/361048273762817041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/06/family.html' title='Family.'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/TBkW-c872eI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/-tOU3e_z03A/s72-c/familyyyyyyy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-8446835284895355404</id><published>2010-06-04T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T12:14:37.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>De Ce?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/TAlQY1sLH_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/DXcd0MtqQ8s/s1600/tumblr_l1nqtimtWL1qzwrk6o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 125px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/TAlQY1sLH_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/DXcd0MtqQ8s/s200/tumblr_l1nqtimtWL1qzwrk6o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478998809332359154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De ce? De ce oare mi-ai facut asta? Un lucru pe care nici tu nu cred ca il intelegi.&lt;br /&gt;Tu erai totul pentru mine, intodeauna ai fost,si ma puteai distruge si ridica in acelasi timp cu un singur cuvant.&lt;br /&gt;Tu erai motivul meu pentru a trai, si inca esti.&lt;br /&gt;Dar nu va mai fii la fel pentru ca ai plecat si m-ai abandonat in lumea mea mica si fara niciun sens.&lt;br /&gt;Ce va mai fi vara mea fara tine? Doar un sir de lucruri neinsemnate,am nevoie de tine. Am nevoie de zambetul tau, de felul tau de a fi de tot.&lt;br /&gt;Dar, dupa tot ce ai facut, nu cred ca le voi mai avea ca inainte.&lt;br /&gt;Tu acum esti rece si ai plecat de tot de langa mine, m-ai parasit complet.&lt;br /&gt;Si eu raman aici, mica si singura si fara tine.&lt;br /&gt;Te iubesc si adio. Imi lipsesti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-8446835284895355404?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/8446835284895355404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/06/de-ce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/8446835284895355404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/8446835284895355404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/06/de-ce.html' title='De Ce?'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/TAlQY1sLH_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/DXcd0MtqQ8s/s72-c/tumblr_l1nqtimtWL1qzwrk6o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-2569553996830895545</id><published>2010-05-16T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T13:34:45.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tsopa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/S_BVO105KEI/AAAAAAAAAFA/at5-DtpVTLk/s1600/sweet+17+135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/S_BVO105KEI/AAAAAAAAAFA/at5-DtpVTLk/s200/sweet+17+135.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471967260710611010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ea e Aurash. O ador la nebunie, e superba si straluceste in orice situatie. Mereu,oricat de suparata as fi ea imi da cele mai rationale sfaturi si in orice situatie dramatica ma face sa rad. Sa rad cu lacrimi. Si mereu ma bate la egiptean.&lt;br /&gt;Dar tot o ador.&lt;br /&gt;Te iubesc Tsopushka Galusca Dusca Bosch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-2569553996830895545?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/2569553996830895545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/05/tsopa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/2569553996830895545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/2569553996830895545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/05/tsopa.html' title='Tsopa'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/S_BVO105KEI/AAAAAAAAAFA/at5-DtpVTLk/s72-c/sweet+17+135.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-4721315305323032490</id><published>2010-05-16T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T13:24:38.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cripi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/S_BUH-aRktI/AAAAAAAAAE4/D7CDr2mEG6I/s1600/Picture+290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/S_BUH-aRktI/AAAAAAAAAE4/D7CDr2mEG6I/s200/Picture+290.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471966043244171986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca imi ador copilul.Pentru ca pe ea am vruto din prima,pentru ca o ador si ma adora. Pentru ca neam imbatat si am facut prostioare.Pentru ca imi furnizeaza barfe de la boboci. Pentru ca facem cele mai proste glume impreuna. Pentru ca amandoua uram DROBUL. Pentru ca ne iubim.&lt;br /&gt;Copil adorabil ce am &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-4721315305323032490?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/4721315305323032490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/05/cripi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/4721315305323032490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/4721315305323032490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/05/cripi.html' title='Cripi'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/S_BUH-aRktI/AAAAAAAAAE4/D7CDr2mEG6I/s72-c/Picture+290.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-112602276098615530</id><published>2010-05-16T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T13:16:21.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Venety.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/S_BR3QW-_9I/AAAAAAAAAEw/ly8DBlDChfM/s1600/sv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 158px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/S_BR3QW-_9I/AAAAAAAAAEw/ly8DBlDChfM/s200/sv.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471963556981178322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu,tu esti aia nebuna cu care fac prostii. Daca as fi stiut de la inceput cum erai nas mai fi pierdut un an pentru a te iubi asa mult. Noi ne intelegem din priviri si bem cafeaua total diferit dar intodeauna impreuna. Si daca nu vorbesc cu tine o zi,parca lipseste ceva. Si la vara osa ne distram. Promitemi asta.&lt;br /&gt;Gnomul isi iubeste Barza.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-112602276098615530?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/112602276098615530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/05/venety.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/112602276098615530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/112602276098615530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/05/venety.html' title='Venety.'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/S_BR3QW-_9I/AAAAAAAAAEw/ly8DBlDChfM/s72-c/sv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-4885152706527041935</id><published>2010-05-16T13:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T13:12:02.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Polly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/S_BQx8qFDOI/AAAAAAAAAEo/NzfyjJUk-Fo/s1600/eupaulaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/S_BQx8qFDOI/AAAAAAAAAEo/NzfyjJUk-Fo/s200/eupaulaa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471962366281583842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stii bine ce esti tu pentru mine. Insemni prietenul adevarat. Tu mereu ma ridici,imi stergi lacrimile si ramai alaturi de mine orice ar fi. Pe tine pot sa te sun mereu si imi dai cele mai bune sfaturi. Cand neam cunoscut nu neam putut suporta dar acum amandoua stim adevarul : noi 2 suntem conectate si ne iubim.&lt;br /&gt;Daca nar fi fost Paula, pana acum Sabina era spulberata in mii de bucati.&lt;br /&gt;Te iubesc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-4885152706527041935?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/4885152706527041935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/05/polly.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/4885152706527041935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/4885152706527041935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/05/polly.html' title='Polly'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/S_BQx8qFDOI/AAAAAAAAAEo/NzfyjJUk-Fo/s72-c/eupaulaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-312583139059360987</id><published>2010-05-16T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T13:06:35.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My friends are beautiful and I love them.</title><content type='html'>Nam mai scris demult pe magicul meu blogulets, asa ca incepe o serie de post-uri despre cea mai mare avere a mea: prietenii mei! &lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;S.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-312583139059360987?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/312583139059360987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-friends-are-beautiful-and-i-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/312583139059360987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/312583139059360987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-friends-are-beautiful-and-i-love.html' title='My friends are beautiful and I love them.'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-2400587045933277882</id><published>2010-04-18T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T11:24:07.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold Shower</title><content type='html'>Viata e ca un dus rece. Un duuuus rece rece din care numai iesi.&lt;br /&gt;Senzatia de frig e atat de inexplicabila si ucigatoare, si ne curpinde pe toti odata si odata.&lt;br /&gt;Viata e atat de efemera.Prietenia e doar un fleac. Dragostea e o durere continua. Familia nu e decat ceva timpuriu, pentru ca odata si odata se destrama.&lt;br /&gt;Totul in viata asta e lipsit de sens. Alcool,droguri, tigari? Nu sunt decat o iesire din banalitate. O iesire scumpa si de scurta durata. Probleme te urmaresc mereu, oricat ai incerc sa scapi de ele.&lt;br /&gt;Ca om trebuie sa iti pui intrebarea: Pentru ce traiesti? Incerci, iti intemeiezi o familie, ai copii la randul tau, ai o slujba pe care nu ti-o doresti. Si mori,mori ''fericit'' pentru ca ai lasat o urma pe lumea asta. Dar in final nu ai lasat nimic. Ti-ai vazut nepotii..ei vor avea copii la randul lor si poate le vor spune de tine, dar copii aia nu le vor spune copiilor lor..incet incet te pierzi si ramai doar un nume undeva departe intro arhiva uitata de lume.&lt;br /&gt;Asa ca dusul e rece, dar trebuie sa ne obisnuim cu el. Oricat am vrea sa dam apa pe cald, in viata nu e asa niciodata.&lt;br /&gt;Ma intreb,daca mor maine, oare cati vor rade si cati vor plange?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-2400587045933277882?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/2400587045933277882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/04/cold-shower.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/2400587045933277882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/2400587045933277882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/04/cold-shower.html' title='Cold Shower'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-3346481005303847049</id><published>2010-04-08T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T15:23:13.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Et maintenent ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/S75XSfI74oI/AAAAAAAAAEg/FAhcg9MngEs/s1600/18142b24e80788dffcffacf77a28498d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/S75XSfI74oI/AAAAAAAAAEg/FAhcg9MngEs/s200/18142b24e80788dffcffacf77a28498d.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457895773527859842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si acum.. ce? Spunemi si mie ce dracu' se va intampla?&lt;br /&gt;Eu ce devin?! Noi, ce devenim? &lt;br /&gt;Cand sunt cu tine totul pare simplu si frumos, pana cand e vremea sa plec acasa...&lt;br /&gt;Ma simt ca o carpa de sters pe jos!&lt;br /&gt;Ah, si abia imi trecuse de tine si de copilariile tale.&lt;br /&gt;You like playing mind tricks with me,don't you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-3346481005303847049?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/3346481005303847049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/04/et-maintenent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/3346481005303847049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/3346481005303847049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/04/et-maintenent.html' title='Et maintenent ?'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/S75XSfI74oI/AAAAAAAAAEg/FAhcg9MngEs/s72-c/18142b24e80788dffcffacf77a28498d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-3709348431263120849</id><published>2010-03-29T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T10:58:57.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy b-day , Honey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/S7DqShkZeDI/AAAAAAAAAEY/st8kW1XZllw/s1600/eualex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/S7DqShkZeDI/AAAAAAAAAEY/st8kW1XZllw/s200/eualex.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454116752715249714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 17 honey, I love you :x :x&lt;br /&gt;Your the sweetest candy in my life :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-3709348431263120849?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/3709348431263120849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-b-day-honey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/3709348431263120849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/3709348431263120849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-b-day-honey.html' title='Happy b-day , Honey'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/S7DqShkZeDI/AAAAAAAAAEY/st8kW1XZllw/s72-c/eualex.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-7031739368785215305</id><published>2010-03-27T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T15:37:40.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/S66IQ4S3WgI/AAAAAAAAAEI/M5Bq8YzWEUc/s1600/DSC04358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/S66IQ4S3WgI/AAAAAAAAAEI/M5Bq8YzWEUc/s200/DSC04358.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453446022363044354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ea este S. E o fata ca toate celelalte, dar totusi e deosebita. Povestea ei nu e extraordinara, dar e interesanta. Isi doreste parintii inapoi deoarece sunt plecati de ceva timp. Uneori e rebela alteori e supusa. Doreste multe lucruri, dar nici ea nu stie exact ce.&lt;br /&gt;Iubeste. A iubit, dar acum e prinsa intre 3 tipi. Vrea doar sa se distreze, desi stie ca e inevitabil si o sa se indragosteasca. Daca nu a facuto deja. Nici ea nu stie exact. Ei erau prieteni. Dar ea l-a cunoscut intrun fel cum altii nu il cunosc. Ea il vrea pe acel el, din acea seara. Dar stie ca nu o sa il aiba niciodata. Vrea sa dea timpul inapoi sa retraiasca acele clipe,desi e imposibil. Si nu intelege. Ea ar putea sa ii ofere totul, dar el refuza. In fine, se enerveaza si mai fumeaza o tigara. Mai rade cu fetele ei, mai fumeaza o tigara. Doar ea stie ca pe dinauntru defapt situatia nu e asa roz. &lt;br /&gt;Ea vrea vara. Vrea la mare. Vrea pe el.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''Why am I so hung up on you?''&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-7031739368785215305?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/7031739368785215305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/03/welcome-to-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/7031739368785215305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/7031739368785215305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/03/welcome-to-my-life.html' title='Welcome to my life'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/S66IQ4S3WgI/AAAAAAAAAEI/M5Bq8YzWEUc/s72-c/DSC04358.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-4427407329147061227</id><published>2010-03-20T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T13:32:39.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doare.</title><content type='html'>pixie :): deci nu stiiiiiiiiu ce naiba am&lt;br /&gt;pixie :): nu a facut nimic&lt;br /&gt;pixie :): doar ca nu stiu...imi vine sa plang cand ma gandesc la el.si imi place atat de mult.pana si glumitele lui idioaate care ma streseaza imi plac&lt;br /&gt;pixie :): si si si ma doare in piept cand ma gandesc ca nu il am.&lt;br /&gt;pixie :): si cand sunt cu el ma simt atat de incredibil de bbineeee&lt;br /&gt;pixie :): si nu stiu.chiar nu stiu&lt;br /&gt;pixie :): &lt;br /&gt;•S •: nu stiu ce sati zic&lt;br /&gt;•S •: sunt in aceeasi situatie&lt;br /&gt;•S •: dar eu am invatat sa numai fiu deprimata&lt;br /&gt;pixie :): cum reusesti?&lt;br /&gt;•S •: pai&lt;br /&gt;•S •: am stat depresiva 3 saptamanii&lt;br /&gt;•S •: si acu am realizat&lt;br /&gt;•S •: ca incerc orice pt ami distrage atentia&lt;br /&gt;•S •: cheia succesului&lt;br /&gt;•S •: e sa vorbesti cu alti tipi&lt;br /&gt;•S •: prieteni buni &lt;br /&gt;•S •: sau viitori prieteni &lt;br /&gt;•S •: sau pur si simplu&lt;br /&gt;•S •: tipi random&lt;br /&gt;•S •: si sa incerci&lt;br /&gt;•S •: sa te atasezi de orice prost&lt;br /&gt;•S •: desi stii ca nu osa iasa si nu osa uiti niciodata de el&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-4427407329147061227?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/4427407329147061227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/03/doare.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/4427407329147061227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/4427407329147061227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/03/doare.html' title='Doare.'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-8992626322159325753</id><published>2010-03-14T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T13:39:43.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fearless.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/S51JiL_ugkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/tRStaW9wl94/s1600-h/home_is_behind__a_world_ahead__by_TrixyPixie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/S51JiL_ugkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/tRStaW9wl94/s200/home_is_behind__a_world_ahead__by_TrixyPixie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448591975872627266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce am invatat eu de la tine?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, e o lista mare.&lt;br /&gt;Am invatat multe de la tine. Am invatat sa zambesc, am invatat sa indur, am invatat sa rezist atunci cand numai puteam. Am invatat sa iert. Am invatat sa plang si sa rad in acelasi timp. Am invatat ce e durerea. Cred ca m-ai invatat cel mai bine cum e sa te doara. Fizic psihic si sufleteste. Dar durerea te face mai puternic. Am invatat ce e acela un orgasm. Deci, m-ai invatat placerea. Am invatat cum e sa te bucuri de fericirea altcuiva. Am invatat diverse strategii. Am invatat sa mint.Sa te mint, mai exact. Am invatat sa manipulez. Am invatat cum e sa urasti, cum e sa faci crize de plans, cand nu ti se mai termina lacrimile. Dar cred ca cel mai important lucru pe care mi l-ai oferit a fost indiferenta. Pentru ca, alaturi de tine am invatat sa fiu indiferenta. Tu m-ai invatat toate astea, tu m-ai facut persoana care am devenit azi.&lt;br /&gt;O scorpie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-8992626322159325753?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/8992626322159325753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/03/fearless.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/8992626322159325753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/8992626322159325753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/03/fearless.html' title='Fearless.'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/S51JiL_ugkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/tRStaW9wl94/s72-c/home_is_behind__a_world_ahead__by_TrixyPixie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-2496106786645789405</id><published>2010-03-02T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T10:27:40.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baad.</title><content type='html'>No way, sunt geloasa. Eu care n-am mai fost geloasa de aproape 3 ani sunt geloasa.&lt;br /&gt;I hate how I want you.&lt;br /&gt;All the signs point to me that we are not meant to be. &lt;br /&gt;But something in my mind tells me I should keep on trying. &lt;br /&gt;Ma urasc pentru ca te vreau. Chiar nu te vreau, dar subconstientul meu te vrea. Cum zicea si Cezz, ar trebui sa ma distrez, dar tu ca prostu' te plimbi prin mintea mea zilnic. Te urasc&lt;br /&gt;Si totusi...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-2496106786645789405?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/2496106786645789405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/03/baad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/2496106786645789405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/2496106786645789405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/03/baad.html' title='Baad.'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-2282805713560275217</id><published>2010-02-23T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T10:42:07.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leave before the sun rises.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/S4Qhd6_cBsI/AAAAAAAAAD4/yludVqx-scQ/s1600-h/871803c06d97ff2baf4623d816d77209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/S4Qhd6_cBsI/AAAAAAAAAD4/yludVqx-scQ/s200/871803c06d97ff2baf4623d816d77209.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441511047705659074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mda, baaaad mood. Poate o iau razna, dar abia acum incep sami vad defectele. Sunt total nemultumita de mine, si psihic si fizic, nu gasesc nimic care sami aline suferinta. Prietenii nu imi sunt de niciun folos,ei oricum nu o sa imi spuna niciodata toate defectele mele. Si tu, tu esti un idiot! Ma faci sa ma simt de cacat total, si esti un idiot. Vreau altul. Dar deja sunt la a3lea ''altul''. Vreau unul si bun. M-am saturat de toti nu vreau sa va mai vad pe niciunul. &lt;br /&gt;Si voi, restul chiar nu ma ajutati. Un prieten e o persoana care te ajuta la bine si la rau nu? Eh voi nu sunteti decat o banda de pupincurisi, si chiar va urasc.&lt;br /&gt;Nu am absolut niciun sens in tot ce zic, dar nici ca ma intereseaza. &lt;br /&gt;Uneori, visez ca mam nascut in alt loc, acum muuult timp si eram cu totul altcineva. Tot ce-mi doresc e sa o iau de la capat.&lt;br /&gt;New start. Clean Slate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-2282805713560275217?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/2282805713560275217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/02/leave-before-sun-rises.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/2282805713560275217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/2282805713560275217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/02/leave-before-sun-rises.html' title='Leave before the sun rises.'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/S4Qhd6_cBsI/AAAAAAAAAD4/yludVqx-scQ/s72-c/871803c06d97ff2baf4623d816d77209.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-4377951808424208077</id><published>2010-02-11T12:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T12:18:19.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>True Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/S3RmAsZ8ACI/AAAAAAAAADw/_UskNQdL_7w/s1600-h/when_we_by_TrixyPixie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/S3RmAsZ8ACI/AAAAAAAAADw/_UskNQdL_7w/s200/when_we_by_TrixyPixie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437082812249014306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stiu ca probabil sunt o tuta sentimentalista, dar sunt una din putinele persoane care crede in dragostea adevarata. &lt;br /&gt;Am realizat recent, ca, nam traito niciodata(sorry L.) si ca e ceva atat de unic si de greu de gasit incat foarte putine persoane o primesc pana la urma.&lt;br /&gt;Noi,femeile mereu ne asteptam sa o gasim ''pe aici pe undeva'' dar,intodeauna ne asteptam sa apara barbatul perfect fara nicio hiba.Ei bine, pentru ca nu avem dragostea adevarata suntem si noi in cea mai mare parte de vina.&lt;br /&gt;Da, imi recunosc acum toate greselile, si da le vad, si tocmai de aceea refuz sa le repet.&lt;br /&gt;Deci da, in dragostea adevarata nu trebuie sa existe orgolii, trebuie sa existe armonie si sentimentul sa fie 100% reciproc, eu am fost mereu o persoana care cere totul si da doar jumate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-4377951808424208077?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/4377951808424208077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/02/true-love.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/4377951808424208077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/4377951808424208077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/02/true-love.html' title='True Love'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/S3RmAsZ8ACI/AAAAAAAAADw/_UskNQdL_7w/s72-c/when_we_by_TrixyPixie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-1271397723368607637</id><published>2010-02-11T12:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T12:07:03.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LMA Puiii</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/S3RjUvbOtVI/AAAAAAAAADo/1Luop9I5fFI/s1600-h/awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 151px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/S3RjUvbOtVI/AAAAAAAAADo/1Luop9I5fFI/s200/awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437079858122241362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La multi ani pui mic, sa fii fericita si sa fii iubita de cine vrei tu!&lt;br /&gt;Va iubesc pe toate, imi faceti viata mai frumoasa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-1271397723368607637?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/1271397723368607637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/02/lma-puiii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/1271397723368607637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/1271397723368607637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/02/lma-puiii.html' title='LMA Puiii'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/S3RjUvbOtVI/AAAAAAAAADo/1Luop9I5fFI/s72-c/awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-1658064802774775575</id><published>2010-02-09T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T11:17:06.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know its hard in the morning.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/S3G0UspQorI/AAAAAAAAADY/yOi5bwBOpB8/s1600-h/75e9225c7be2e82c95e3051324c89805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/S3G0UspQorI/AAAAAAAAADY/yOi5bwBOpB8/s200/75e9225c7be2e82c95e3051324c89805.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436324492887499442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimic, dar absolut nimic nu-mi mai alina suferinta. Sufar din lipsa de scopuri, pe deviza ''scopul meu in viata e sa nam niciun scop, stiu ca nosa il ating dar incerc non-stop''.Chestia asta numai merge.&lt;br /&gt;Fumez si beau, dar tot nu se tu duce sentimentul acela tampit de ne-apartenenta. Incerc sa fac diverse ''activitati'', dar nici asta nu ma ajuta.&lt;br /&gt;Monotonia este ucigatoare, si asta imi provoaca o stare de furie. Simt ca numai suport pe nimeni si nimic, simt ca toata lumea se intoarce impotriva mea.&lt;br /&gt;Desi totul afara este alb, in sufletul meu e negru.&lt;br /&gt;Imi doresc din tot sufletul sa vina vara, asta ar fi singura mea alinare..&lt;br /&gt;Si cred ca eu urasc fericirea, si prefer sa fiu mizerabila si nefericita.&lt;br /&gt;Poate ca nu vreau,dar viata ma facut mereu sa ma simt asa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-1658064802774775575?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/1658064802774775575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-know-its-hard-in-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/1658064802774775575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/1658064802774775575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-know-its-hard-in-morning.html' title='I know its hard in the morning.'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/S3G0UspQorI/AAAAAAAAADY/yOi5bwBOpB8/s72-c/75e9225c7be2e82c95e3051324c89805.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-6660546141943876378</id><published>2010-01-20T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T11:58:45.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I sure miss it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/S1dgbCH4S4I/AAAAAAAAADQ/Lu_qw9kyJkE/s1600-h/Stay_with_me_by_TrixyPixie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/S1dgbCH4S4I/AAAAAAAAADQ/Lu_qw9kyJkE/s200/Stay_with_me_by_TrixyPixie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428913893361077122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toata iarna, oamenii incearca sa fuga de acel gand ''ce dor imi e de vara''. Si eu am reusit pana aseara, cand dintro data ma pocnit o euforie tampita. Mie dor de mare, de plaja de soare. Mereu am avut aceasta scena in cap: urma sa vina rasaritul , eu sunt pe plaja intro rochita flu flu alba asteptand. Si deodata vine EL ma cuprinde de la spate ma pupa pe obraz si imi sopteste la ureche ''Acesta e rasaritul nostru.Aceasta este vara noastra''. Nu lam vazut niciodata pe acest El si nici nu vreau sami imaginez cum arata. Daca mil imaginez va fi sigur o combinatie dintre masculii din viata mea, si nu vreau asta. El ramane doar o voce suava si un pupic dulce.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-6660546141943876378?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/6660546141943876378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-sure-miss-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/6660546141943876378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/6660546141943876378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-sure-miss-it.html' title='I sure miss it.'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/S1dgbCH4S4I/AAAAAAAAADQ/Lu_qw9kyJkE/s72-c/Stay_with_me_by_TrixyPixie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-6577691108710886584</id><published>2009-12-31T09:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T09:32:54.635-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>New Year's rezolutions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-quit smoking&lt;br /&gt;-loose 10 kilos&lt;br /&gt;-get drunk more often(it really helps!)&lt;br /&gt;-do drugs&lt;br /&gt;-pass math&lt;br /&gt;-fall in love with someone else&lt;br /&gt;-make out with many girls&lt;br /&gt;-have hardcore sex&lt;br /&gt;-party more often&lt;br /&gt;-find a way to get more money&lt;br /&gt;-change my makeup style&lt;br /&gt;-wear more hats&lt;br /&gt;-get a blackberry&lt;br /&gt;-start studying for my driving licence&lt;br /&gt;-wear leopard print panties&lt;br /&gt;-get drunk more often(i really dont wanna forget that)&lt;br /&gt;-have wild fun&lt;br /&gt;-make a gay friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crappyest new year ever! ciao&lt;br /&gt;PS: you have to help me getting this done&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-6577691108710886584?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/6577691108710886584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/12/2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/6577691108710886584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/6577691108710886584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/12/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-1984396068979155825</id><published>2009-12-26T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T15:06:54.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ma grabesc sa traiesc.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SzaXBX7ogrI/AAAAAAAAADI/YdslyptzPF8/s1600-h/Glam_Indie_Rock_n___Roll_II_by_marbabyx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 157px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SzaXBX7ogrI/AAAAAAAAADI/YdslyptzPF8/s200/Glam_Indie_Rock_n___Roll_II_by_marbabyx.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419685251446768306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ploua.Merg incet in noapte. Mi-e frig si totul pare clar acum.Se spune ca racii au momente in care urasc intreaga lume. Acesta este unul dintre ele. M-am saturat de voi,de toti.De prietenia voastra, de dragostea voastra si de fitele voastre. As vrea sa plec, sa incep din nou.Alte persoane, alte obiceiuri.Alt oras.Poate Constanta,ador marea.Sau poate Brasov. De ce viata trebuie sa fie asa de plina de asteptari? Numai vreau regrete,numai vreau amintiri. Vreau doar sa traiesc clipa. Sa fac tot ce vreau,cum vreau.dar nu se poate. Ma asez pe o banca uda si din zapada aproape topita,fac un om de zapada. Este urat. E ca viata mea. Ceva imi zice k trebuie sal distrug. Fac alti bulgari si arunc in el. Omul de zapada se dezintegreaza.Brusc, imi pare rau.As vrea sal fac la loc.Dar deja se cufundase in restul zapezii.Dar asta e doar un moment.Maine totul isi va lua cursul normal.Voi zambi,nimeni nu va sti prin ce trec eu cu adevarat.Dar, asta nu e nimic.Ma bucur ca lucrurile stau asa.Va fi totul bine.Ma voi regasi probabil pe la vreo petrecere.Vodca.Cui.Tigara.Tripuri.Dnb.Somn. Si viata mea isi pasteaza cursul. Griji pentru bani,pentru urmatorul pachet. Sunt doar un copil.Un copil care se crede adult.Asta osa fiu mereu.Si astfel,asta e doar un post in plus pe lume.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-1984396068979155825?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/1984396068979155825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/12/ma-grabesc-sa-traiesc.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/1984396068979155825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/1984396068979155825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/12/ma-grabesc-sa-traiesc.html' title='ma grabesc sa traiesc.'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SzaXBX7ogrI/AAAAAAAAADI/YdslyptzPF8/s72-c/Glam_Indie_Rock_n___Roll_II_by_marbabyx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-2528811019799052185</id><published>2009-10-05T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T13:41:01.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SSSSS</title><content type='html'>Leapsa de pe blogul Paulei:x iubirea vietii mele:))asa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Nume : Sabina&lt;br /&gt;2.Câteva cuvinte din patru litere: stop,scor,sare&lt;br /&gt;3.Numele unui băiat: Sabin:))&lt;br /&gt;4.Numele unei fete: Sandra&lt;br /&gt;5.O ocupaţie: scriitor&lt;br /&gt;6.O culoare :siclam&lt;br /&gt;7.Ceva ce o sa porti în viitorul apropiat: sandale&lt;br /&gt;8.Un nume de mâncare/ingredient: sandwich&lt;br /&gt;9.Ceva ce gasesti în baie: sapun&lt;br /&gt;10.Un loc: scorbura&lt;br /&gt;11.Un motiv pentru întârziere: sex&lt;br /&gt;12.Ceva ce ai urla: Suuuuugi!&lt;br /&gt;13.Un titlu de film: Serendipity&lt;br /&gt;14.Ceva de baut: Sangria:&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Un animal: strut&lt;br /&gt;16.Un nume de strada: Sperantei:&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.O marca de masina:Subraru&lt;br /&gt;18.Titlul unei melodii: Summerboy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-2528811019799052185?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/2528811019799052185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/10/sssss.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/2528811019799052185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/2528811019799052185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/10/sssss.html' title='SSSSS'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-4482988823904987231</id><published>2009-10-05T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T13:01:11.114-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Poate..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SspQfU7GESI/AAAAAAAAADA/uWZ71aVdIi8/s1600-h/8583b67312915ccebe074eae6005ed97.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SspQfU7GESI/AAAAAAAAADA/uWZ71aVdIi8/s200/8583b67312915ccebe074eae6005ed97.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389208403224957218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poate ca asa trebuie sa fie. Sau poate nu ne este scris sa fim .Poate in acea zi torida de iunie,ne-am cunoscut din pura intamplare.Poate nu e dragoste ci doar obisnuinta.Poate tigarile si alcoolul sunt singurele mele scapari.Poate prea multe anturaje,prea multe droguri schimba.Poate niste ochi caprui imi vor fura inima.Poate niste ochi verzi o vor fura pe a ta. Poate nu pot sa renunt.Poate m-am gandit mereu ce ne-a facut pe noi defapt.Dar poate ca este doar un vis urat cu momente frumoase din care ma voi trezi.Poate n-am nevoie de acel mesaj din fiecare seara.Poate ma mint singura. Poate intro zi vei realiza ca poate nu suntem perfecti unul pentru celalalt dar ne dam silinta. Poate ca suntem falsi. Poate ca totul a fost doar o gluma proasta. Poate ma voi schimba.Poate m-am plictisit.Poate am nevoie de ceva nou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poate te iubesc.&lt;br /&gt;Poate nu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-4482988823904987231?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/4482988823904987231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/10/poate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/4482988823904987231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/4482988823904987231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/10/poate.html' title='Poate..'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SspQfU7GESI/AAAAAAAAADA/uWZ71aVdIi8/s72-c/8583b67312915ccebe074eae6005ed97.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-2479487243444112506</id><published>2009-09-11T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T12:58:04.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tine minte 3 cuvinte</title><content type='html'>Peeerle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•S •: tine minte 3 cuvinte&lt;br /&gt;Alexxx .: ) i love you?&lt;br /&gt;•S •: florin salam presedinte&lt;br /&gt;•S •: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•S •: tine minte 3 cuvinte&lt;br /&gt;•S •: florin salam presedinte&lt;br /&gt;polly polly: te iubesc mult?&lt;br /&gt;•S •: )))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•S •: tine minte 3 cuvinte&lt;br /&gt;•S •: &lt;br /&gt;El grande Pia: 10u3&lt;br /&gt;•S •: florin salam presedinte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•S •: venety&lt;br /&gt;•S •: tine minte 3 cuvinte&lt;br /&gt;V .: ?&lt;br /&gt;•S •: florin salam presedinte&lt;br /&gt;V .: )&lt;br /&gt;V .: ha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu chiar ma distrez, si a fost ideea lu honey bunny sa fac un post:"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•S •: )))))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-2479487243444112506?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/2479487243444112506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/09/tine-minte-3-cuvinte.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/2479487243444112506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/2479487243444112506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/09/tine-minte-3-cuvinte.html' title='Tine minte 3 cuvinte'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-3606806888354285328</id><published>2009-08-29T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T15:15:06.011-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Tribute To The King</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SpmoG6O15OI/AAAAAAAAACw/6kBGcBALhJc/s1600-h/xxx.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SpmoG6O15OI/AAAAAAAAACw/6kBGcBALhJc/s320/xxx.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375512466907587810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SpmoGn5ePrI/AAAAAAAAACo/VJxMjO7k6Gc/s1600-h/0amjbanner747374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SpmoGn5ePrI/AAAAAAAAACo/VJxMjO7k6Gc/s320/0amjbanner747374.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375512461986119346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SpmoGXA-eDI/AAAAAAAAACg/qHzMk9pU6zI/s1600-h/michael-jackson-1980.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SpmoGXA-eDI/AAAAAAAAACg/qHzMk9pU6zI/s320/michael-jackson-1980.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375512457454188594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In ultima vreme am auzit foarte multe comentarii de genu ''Nimeni nu asculta Michael Jackson inainte sa moara''. Ei bine, pentru multi ar fi cazul, dar nu si pentru mine. Pentru o fetita de 7 ani a fost candva, prima dragoste si a ajutato sa treaca peste multe obstacole prin muzica lui.&lt;br /&gt;Voi, cacati barfitori, nu aveti cum sa intelegeti care e fenomenul. Asa ca nu va mai chinuiti, pentru ca Michael va ramane mereu o legenda.&lt;br /&gt;Asa ca va ofer un mini tribute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CAdriana%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&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: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; 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	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	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;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;So thank you Michael&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;For being a Smooth Criminal in the Thriller I’m living in, because You Rock My World.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Because you don’t care if their Black or White, Your Bad and told them to Beat it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Loving Dirty Diana and Billie Jean made me understand The Way You Make Me Feel, you will always Heal The World and you Wont Stop ‘Til You Get Enough.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;You keep your feelings In The Closet and can’t help but asking Will You Be There?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The answer is YES, forever!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.Ketamine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-3606806888354285328?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/3606806888354285328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/08/tribute-to-king.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/3606806888354285328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/3606806888354285328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/08/tribute-to-king.html' title='Tribute To The King'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SpmoG6O15OI/AAAAAAAAACw/6kBGcBALhJc/s72-c/xxx.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-8270646619666822177</id><published>2009-08-27T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T15:32:20.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dirty Sabina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SpcJaA_HwPI/AAAAAAAAACY/ohO4YS3wb3g/s1600-h/this_is_how__by_innocent_greed_by_VintageRepublik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SpcJaA_HwPI/AAAAAAAAACY/ohO4YS3wb3g/s400/this_is_how__by_innocent_greed_by_VintageRepublik.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374775022835974386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'll be your everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;If you make me a star&lt;/span&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/545899341094251097-8270646619666822177?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/8270646619666822177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/08/dirty-sabina.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/8270646619666822177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/8270646619666822177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/08/dirty-sabina.html' title='Dirty Sabina'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SpcJaA_HwPI/AAAAAAAAACY/ohO4YS3wb3g/s72-c/this_is_how__by_innocent_greed_by_VintageRepublik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-4922749218783457732</id><published>2009-08-07T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T07:54:34.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Imi amintesc</title><content type='html'>Imi amintesc cum era inainte. Era frumos. Acum e altfel, acum suntem la tine la tara, acum esti suparat si probabil ca sa terminat.Imi amintesc cum aseara ma tineai in brate si mie imi curgeau lacrimile pe obraz.Totu e diferit si greu acum, si nu inteleg de ce nu poate sa fie ca inainte, si e asa de greu.Sper ca o sa se rezolve in curand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-4922749218783457732?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/4922749218783457732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/08/imi-amintesc.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/4922749218783457732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/4922749218783457732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/08/imi-amintesc.html' title='Imi amintesc'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-8429150069959833710</id><published>2009-07-07T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T14:29:04.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P Michael&lt;3</title><content type='html'>                                                                                                            &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; 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	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&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:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	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;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SlO89ptGOWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/tsJU7JIZGHc/s1600-h/michael_jackson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 317px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SlO89ptGOWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/tsJU7JIZGHc/s320/michael_jackson.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355832149226699106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;In Our Darkest Hour &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In My Deepest Despair &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will You Still Care? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will You Be There&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In My Trials &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And My Tripulations &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Through Our Doubts &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And Frustrations &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In My Violence &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In My Turbulence &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Through My Fear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And My Confessions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In My Anguish And My Pain &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Through My Joy And My Sorrow &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In The Promise Of Another Tomorrow &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’ll Never Let You Part&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;For You’re Always In My Heart&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-8429150069959833710?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/8429150069959833710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/07/rip-michael3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/8429150069959833710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/8429150069959833710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/07/rip-michael3.html' title='R.I.P Michael&lt;3'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SlO89ptGOWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/tsJU7JIZGHc/s72-c/michael_jackson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-7798611272511279981</id><published>2009-07-06T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T15:31:17.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Because of you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://th04.deviantart.net/fs14/300W/i/2007/076/4/c/I_Hate_Love_Hearts_by_golden_pineapple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 246px;" src="http://th04.deviantart.net/fs14/300W/i/2007/076/4/c/I_Hate_Love_Hearts_by_golden_pineapple.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lucruri pe care le urasc din cauza ta.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Urasc numele tau, zambetul tau, camera mea, patul meu, patul tau,telefonul meu, 135-ul,centrala,102-ul,nicolae grigorescu,kent8, pall mall,camera lu geo,prezervativele, frisca,webcamul, messul,guma,geanta mea,ursuletii de la me to you,pernutele,wrestlingul,80-ul,29mai,craciunul,iarba,vinul rosu,nestea-ul de lamaie,semintele,brichetele,crangasi, tramvaiul 41,autobuzul 69, banca din parc,wcul pentru handicapati,locul de sub pom din ior, cinema gloria,indiana jones,inelele,ochelarii de soare,bentitele,fumatul pe geam,costinesti,vita si suie,club level,club maxx si mai ales pe mine insumi.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Le urasc pentru ca toate lucrurile astea imi aduc aminte de tine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-7798611272511279981?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/7798611272511279981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/07/because-of-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/7798611272511279981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/7798611272511279981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/07/because-of-you.html' title='Because of you'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-184548750077493780</id><published>2009-06-24T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T11:28:03.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Am visat de cand eram mica la acel lucru pe care il vor toate fetitele : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;o dragoste adevarata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;. Si la varsta de 15 ani am gasito. Da, suna foarte ''corny'' si nimeni nu mar crede. Dar trust me, nimeni nu stie ce e in sufletul meu. Am gasito, a trecut peste destule obstacole dar a rezistat in timp. Dar am fost proasta, nu am vazut cum sa degradat incet incet. Au intervenit atatea si atatea, distante, resentimente, remuscari, prieteni , drogruri si multe altele. Dar printre toate astea, team considerat mereu acea persoana speciala, lumina de la capatul tunelului intunecat. Bineinteles ca tie nu tia pasat. Dar acum toate astea sunt de domeniul trecutului , intorc pagina, incepe un capitol nou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i smile up to the sky and i know i'll be alright:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-184548750077493780?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/184548750077493780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/06/dreams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/184548750077493780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/184548750077493780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/06/dreams.html' title='Dreams.'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-7575813832364322246</id><published>2009-06-15T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T14:36:17.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Asa e!</title><content type='html'>Acum 2 minute am citit un post foarte interesant pe blogul unei prietene, si post-ul ei ma inspirat sa scriu si eu unul asemanator.&lt;br /&gt;Oameni buni, sunteti penibili! Ce dracu simtiti nevoia sa faceti misto de absolut orice persoana nu va convine, sau cand auziti vreo chestie minora si neinteresanta trebuie sa vorbiti de ea 4 ore fara incetare.&lt;br /&gt;Sunteti penibile cand va dati aere, chiar nu sunteti centru universului divelor, mai exista oameni cu sentimente, si cu vieti lipsite de barfe, mult mai importante decat problemele voastre fara nicio urma de importanta.&lt;br /&gt;Sunteti acele persoane care fac ca lumea asta sa fie mai plina de ipocrizie ca niciodata.Sunteti niste papagali care traiesc intro lume proprie.&lt;br /&gt;Die motherfuckers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-7575813832364322246?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/7575813832364322246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/06/asa-e.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/7575813832364322246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/7575813832364322246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/06/asa-e.html' title='Asa e!'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-5735017979767456452</id><published>2009-06-08T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T12:48:50.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recapitulare.</title><content type='html'>Anul asta.Mda, a fost prosper intradevar. Sunt mai junky decat speram si vroiam, cei care ma cunosc stiu. Cu dragostea stau bine. Dar miam facut o tona de prieteni noi pe care ii ador si care vreau sami promita ceva.&lt;br /&gt;Vara asta, o facem impreuna! Clar?!&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca e vara noastra, ne luam o valiza si plecam la mare!&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca afara e cald ca dracu, si la toamna ne asteapta a10ea.&lt;br /&gt;Deci ne vom distra clar.Fara obiectii!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-5735017979767456452?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/5735017979767456452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/06/recapitulare.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/5735017979767456452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/5735017979767456452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/06/recapitulare.html' title='Recapitulare.'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-1745257891270635824</id><published>2009-06-08T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T10:09:51.486-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iertare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greseli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iubire'/><title type='text'>Greseli.</title><content type='html'>Isi blestema usurinta de-a se fi indragostit si isi reprosa aspru ca o facea sa sufere.Totusi,de indata ce era cu ea repeta exact aceleasi greseli pe care jurase sa nu le mai savarseasca.&lt;br /&gt;Inca odata ea starui sa nu se mai vada.Inca odata el o implora.Inca odata ea il ierta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-1745257891270635824?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/1745257891270635824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/06/greseli.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/1745257891270635824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/1745257891270635824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/06/greseli.html' title='Greseli.'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-8746505970068719634</id><published>2009-06-01T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T11:13:27.426-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fericire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intrebare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iubire'/><title type='text'>Fericirea</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Deci azi pentru ca dragul meu iubit nu a venit cu mine decat pana la Eroilor(Da, chiar o sa iti scot ochii toata viata!) ,matusimea ne fiind acasa, mam decis sa cobor cu o statie inainte si sa ma plimb. Nu eram presata , mam plimbat agale pe stradute pana la blocul meu. Cu o sticla de cola in mana si o tigara in alta mam simtit cu adevarat linistita. Mi-a trecut durerea de cap, toate amintirile neplacute au disparut cand am inspirat adanc in piept mirosul de tei si de de fum de tigara. E chiar o combinatie reusita. Si am stat si mam gandit la apogeul fericirii. Oare cineva il va atinge vreodata? Cel bogat este fericit material, dar niciodata spiritual. Cel sarac este foarte fericit spiritual dar deloc fericit material. Cand esti copil, esti fericit tot timpul. Cand esti adult nu esti fericit mai deloc. Asa ca, noi adolescentii imbinam fericirea cu nefericirea si suntem echilibrati. Noi avem dramele noastre, uneori importante alteori nu, dar intodeauna gasim o parte buna in ceea ce se intampla. De aceea fericirea mea este aceasta plimbare, acele saruturi dla persoana iubita, acel timp petrecut cu prietenii, acel moment seara cand pisica mea se cuibareste la mine in brate si toarce. Fericirea varieaza de la om la om, si fiecare are alte motive de a fi fericit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Este vara, cu totii suntem nostalgici si veseli si asa se termina primul nostru an de liceu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Iar acum o intrebare:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ce este fericirea pentru tine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-8746505970068719634?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/8746505970068719634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/06/fericirea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/8746505970068719634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/8746505970068719634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/06/fericirea.html' title='Fericirea'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-5534597081356606500</id><published>2009-05-25T02:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T02:19:21.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Bday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/Shpig3xVodI/AAAAAAAAABw/Wz6NOuWA4FE/s1600-h/heheh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/Shpig3xVodI/AAAAAAAAABw/Wz6NOuWA4FE/s320/heheh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339688625067368914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Happy Bday V!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Eu una, mam distrat.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si am baut vodka cu cola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Si am fost alaturi de prieteni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-5534597081356606500?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/5534597081356606500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-bday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/5534597081356606500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/5534597081356606500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-bday.html' title='Happy Bday!'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/Shpig3xVodI/AAAAAAAAABw/Wz6NOuWA4FE/s72-c/heheh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-3984197216660874084</id><published>2009-05-17T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T14:10:37.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gossip Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/ShB8hi1ZdcI/AAAAAAAAABg/z4wzz4xeeS8/s1600-h/gossip_girl400.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/_cE5YTAmpCvI/ShB8hi1ZdcI/AAAAAAAAABg/z4wzz4xeeS8/s320/gossip_girl400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336902474162337218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Deci da, toate pustoaicele de 13-14 ani sunt innebunite dupa Gossip girl. Si toata lumea este. Aceste surogate, care se uita la un serial abia dupa ce apare intro revista ma dezgusta. Sincer, ma uit la gossip girl de cand voi ascultati Tokio Hotel si RBD. Ma uit din septembrie anul trecut si mam recunoscut intodeauna, in personajul Serenei. Si sunt mandra sa pot spune ca am citit 8 carti din 10 din aceasta serie, asa ca, back off bitches!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Dar dupa acest comentariu nevinovat, rezumatul serialului.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Exista un cerc de prieteni ,din cele mai de elita scoli: Constance Billard(fetele) st Jude's si Rivelsdale Prep, ale New Yorkului, Upper East Side-ul Manhattanului. Actiunea este piperata de Gossip girl, o fata anonima care posteaza barfe despre toti din acest cerc pe un site.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Cei mai cunoscuti sunt:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Serena(S)- este o party girl, se indragosteste repede de absolut orice baiat dragut, are intreaga lume la picioare pentru ca arata bine fara sa se strauiasca.Este inalta blonda si cu ochii albastrii.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blair(B)- prietena cea mai buna a Serenei, este petite, bruneta si incearca sa fie foarte Audrey Hepburn,ea doreste sa fie prima in absolut orice face, desi S io ia inainte mereu, B persista si nu se da niciodata batuta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Nate(N)-este predestinat lui B, desi el se simte mereu foarte atras de S, dando in bara mereu.Nate este cel mai frumos baiat din Upper East Side, lax capitain si mai mereu ''stoned''&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuck(C)- Excentric, iubeste baieti si fete, are o maimutica pe nume Sweetie,foarte fanfaron.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan(D)- Dan nu face parte din Upper East Side,ci din Upper West Side desi intreaga viata a petrecuto in East. El nu este bogat si luxurios ca celelalte personaje, este doar un poet dependent de cafea.Este indragostit la inceput de S, iar apoi de V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Jenny(Little J)- sora mai mica a lui Dan, este un social climber doreste sa ajunga in topul Upper East Side-ului cu orice pret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Vanessa- e pasionata de filme, merge la Constance dar nu este fandosita si o scarbesc toate acele snobisme, ca si pe Dan. Ei se iubesc cu pasiune pana apare Aaron.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron- Fratele vitreg a lui B, este hippie si vegetarian.A avut o relatie cu S, iar apoi cu V dar niciuna nu a mers cum trebuie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Katie and Isabel- Catelusii lui B, fac orice ca sa ii intre in gratii.Arata total diferit dar se cred gemene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Thats all for now, until next time, you know you love me, xox ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-3984197216660874084?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/3984197216660874084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/05/gossip-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/3984197216660874084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/3984197216660874084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/05/gossip-girl.html' title='Gossip Girl'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/ShB8hi1ZdcI/AAAAAAAAABg/z4wzz4xeeS8/s72-c/gossip_girl400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-1317555570932039460</id><published>2009-05-14T23:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T00:01:19.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vineri</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/Sg0TEXdneRI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ujaUCOpdj88/s1600-h/sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 119px; height: 142px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/Sg0TEXdneRI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ujaUCOpdj88/s320/sad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335942099242547474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Stau pe geam si soarele imi bate in fata, fumez o tigara. E minunat. Ador sa fac asta si cand ma gandesc ca trebuie sa merg la scoala, ma apuca toti dracii.Oricum azi nu osa mai facem nimic important decat sa ne luam o nota la bio si sal enervam pe Relu. Osa zambesc ca si cum sufletul meu nu este zdrobit, ca si cum totul ar fi Ok. Dar furtuna de aseara descria exact ce e in sufletul meu.Sper sa fie ok, si sincer , inca te iubesc desi nu ar trebui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-1317555570932039460?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/1317555570932039460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/05/vineri.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/1317555570932039460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/1317555570932039460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/05/vineri.html' title='Vineri'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/Sg0TEXdneRI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ujaUCOpdj88/s72-c/sad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-6077207417378280373</id><published>2009-05-14T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T12:28:42.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/Sgxw3M7JNQI/AAAAAAAAABI/U5iggO8d3-U/s1600-h/friendship.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 139px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/Sgxw3M7JNQI/AAAAAAAAABI/U5iggO8d3-U/s320/friendship.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335763752191603970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ce dracu e si cu dragostea asta? ''Love is a splendid thing, love lifts us up where we belong, all you need is love'' NOT true!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;sa va povestesc despre cel mai important lucru din viata mea sh'anume(cum ar zice boccii) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PRIETENII.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Da, ei sunt acolo cand dragoste nu este.Ei sunt acolo cand familie nu este, ei sunt acolo cand razi cand plangi cand esti suparat nerovs, drogat, fericit,apatic, depresiv sau vesel.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ei iti schimba perceptia asupra lumii, pentru ei ai lua un ciocan si ai spulbera tot universul in mii si mii de farame.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Cand te tradeaza un prieten, atunci lumea se cutremura. Si tot echilibrul interior se destrama. Da, si esti suparat mereu si totul se schimba. Acum nu ai mai spulbera universul, poate doar planeta, sau tara, sau orasul sau poate o vaza.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Numai e nimic la fel.Numai esti dispus sa faci sacrificii pentru unii oameni, ii banuiesti pe toti, si esti gelos.Da,gelos ca intro relatie numai ca mult mai rau. Te intrebi de ce prietena ta cea mai buna sta cu fata aceea noua, si de ce numai vorbiti atat de mult ca inainte.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Dar intro buna zi, totul revine la normal si vei gasi si tu prietenia adevarata un lucru greu de gasit, greu de pretuit si foarte usor de pierdut.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Imi iubesc toti prietenii la nebunie &gt;:D&lt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-6077207417378280373?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/6077207417378280373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/05/friendship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/6077207417378280373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/6077207417378280373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/05/friendship.html' title='Friendship'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/Sgxw3M7JNQI/AAAAAAAAABI/U5iggO8d3-U/s72-c/friendship.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-6374229538103433086</id><published>2009-05-14T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T02:07:05.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joi.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;da, va arat cum e fiecare zi din aceasta saptamana. Impresiile de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cdn.nextsmallthings.com/coolchaser.com/thumb-15914690.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 95px; height: 95px;" src="http://cdn.nextsmallthings.com/coolchaser.com/thumb-15914690.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;miercuri sunt ca in ora de mate is istorie am jucat ''Tara tara vrem ostasi'' si asta osa facem si azi ,pentru ca da, sunt teze ,si ce? sunt proiecte, si ce?Noi ne distram pentru ca ne place viata si ne bucuram de fiecare secunda din ea!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Teza la romana a fost de cacat, o urasc. La GMB am proiecte de facut, la tic am proiecte de facut, la mate am referat(god, tresa ma duc la mate!) dar momentan ascult praf de stele si sunt fericita si binedispusa. Weekendu viitor e super-party-ul lu V si tot nu stim ce facem dupa gratar. Vineri e DnB si nu cred ca ma duc ca osa ma injure matusimea ca e prea din scurt. Azi am teza la Latina si nu vreau sa ma gandesc la asta. Tot ce stiu e ca va iubesc, da pe voi cei care imi faceti viata mai frumoasa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-6374229538103433086?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/6374229538103433086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/05/joi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/6374229538103433086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/6374229538103433086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/05/joi.html' title='Joi.'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-2448904619101540482</id><published>2009-05-13T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T02:03:25.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Iubesc.</title><content type='html'>Acest post este dedicat ''fetelor mele'' si ''puiului meu'' cele mai importante persoane din viata mea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pui- &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;il cheama Lucian este alaturi de mine din scoala generala, dar eu sunt alaturi de el de doar 2 ani. Il iubesc la nebunie, este mereu alaturi de mine, si nu as vrea ''sa scap'' de el niciodata. Mia fost alaturi la bine si la rau si as vrea mereu sa fie asa. Te iubesc puffule !&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Ge0-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;este prietena mea cea mai buna din clasa a5a, este my only true sister care ma iubeste orice ar fi, care imi spune defectele in fata care tipa la mine cand nu fac ceva bine si nu am reusit sa stam certate mai mult de 2 ore, NICIODATA! Prietenia noastra a fost pusa la incercare de mutarea mea la alta scoala, apoi in alta tara, si acum, la liceu! dar am ramas la fel. Te iubee matso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Pia-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Personaj ciudat si in acelasi timp amuzant, care imi inveseleste zilele. Dar e mai mult de atat, credetima. Imi asculta toate problemele, nu se supara niciodata prea rau si stie ca o iubesc chiar daca nu io arat. We all love Pia&gt;:D&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Tsopa-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;este mica , tsopaitoare cu fundul bombat si ras amuzant. E adorabila in felul ei de a fi, si mereu imi da sfaturi bune si ma asculta cand am nevoie. Stie sa-si traiasca viata si sa se distreze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Venety-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;cand o cunosti pe Venety ti se pare o scorpie careia ii pasa numai de propria persoana. Dupa ce o cunosti, vezi defapt ca are un suflet bun, ca este draguta si iubitoare si nu merita ranita. Este doar o fatada prima impresie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Alex-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;e o diva maaa lasatio in pace. Se supara des, e mortala cand e suparta si e wannabe ochi albastrii;;). O ador din tot sufletul meu, chiar daca mai are fite din cand in cand nu are importanta, sufletul conteaza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Diana-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;vorbeste mult si prost! FOARTE mult si prost, dar asta nu inseamna ca nu o iubim. Rade tare, glumeste si se distreaza non stop. Foarte rar e trista sau suparata si ar putea inveseli si profa de latina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Luiza-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;e mica maaa si acum portocalie in cap. Luiza e asa cuminte la prima vedere, abia dupa destul timp o vezi cat de nebuna e defapt. Trebuie sa iti faci loc in inimioara ei mica ca sa vezi cum e cu adevarat. Luvv LuLu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Yoyo-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;e mica siii frumoasa si imi intelege serialele.Tipa cu mine pe strada cand vedem ceva de gossip girl si vine atat de rar pe la scoalaaa:)) Yoyo miiic te iubesc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Andra-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Blondaaa mea. E desteapta blonda mea, e in Sava. Nu am mai vorbit de o groaza de timp dar nu am uitat niciun minut de ea. Chiar daca nuprea mai avem cand sa vorbim eu ma gandesc la ea in continuare si nu osa uit de ICHB time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Alina-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;cum care alina? alina constantiiiin! e cea mai mortala fiinta, o iubesc la nebunie si e total nebuna fetita asta. Deaia o si ador. Luv Conny&lt;3 astai marlanie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Mii de scuze daca am omis pe cineva, stiti foarte bine ca va iubesc pe toti&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/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/545899341094251097-2448904619101540482?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/2448904619101540482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/05/iubesc.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/2448904619101540482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/2448904619101540482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/05/iubesc.html' title='Iubesc.'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-5646418735705684003</id><published>2009-05-13T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T01:42:41.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miercuri.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Miercurea este o zi de rahat totala. Dar azi e poate unpic diferit pentru ca nu mam trezit de la 8 ca sa o aud p Silvia cum vorbeste, dar totusi am prima teza pe semestru 2. E,intradevar foarte greu sa te concentrezi sa inveti. Patul te indeamna la somn, afara ploua in draci, din pacate. Si nimeni nu poate sami scoata la imprimanta comentariul la romana. Deci, clar va fi o zi de rahat. Dar luni si marti au fost, ah au fost cu adevarat geniale. Am jucat lapte gros cu tot liceul in ora de mate iar marti era udaaa din cap pana in picioare pentru ca neam batut cu apa. Multumiri tuturor ca miati inseninat saptamana!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/545899341094251097-5646418735705684003?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/5646418735705684003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/05/miercuri.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/5646418735705684003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/5646418735705684003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/05/miercuri.html' title='Miercuri.'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-545899341094251097.post-3948950733395446552</id><published>2009-05-12T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T13:54:16.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Pentru V</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgnhzfxEZAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5wNj7sRSEXY/s1600-h/retro_rainbow_by_amsterdam_jazz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 201px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgnhzfxEZAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5wNj7sRSEXY/s320/retro_rainbow_by_amsterdam_jazz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335043508413948930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;V, stii foarte bine k cineva tea ranit, acum vreo 5 luni but ur still not over it! Stiu cum e atunci cand te raneste persoana(persoanele!) la care te astepti cel mai putin, in care aveai cea mai mare incredere si care tiau facut mii de promisiuni, transformate in dezamagiri.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Si da, poate post-ul asta e mai mult pentru mine decat pentru ea.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Chiar imi pare rau ca mai dezamagit in halu asta, nu ma asteptam. Tias fi adus lumea la picioare daca imi cereai dar tu tiai batut joc de mine. De 2 luni imi promiti ca te schimbi,dar totusi vad si eu ca nu merge ca nu osa te schimbi niciodata si mai bine o lasam balta. Osa imi fie greu fara tine dar ce pot face? nu are rost, esti sincer, o dezamagire.&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/545899341094251097-3948950733395446552?l=trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/feeds/3948950733395446552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/05/post-pentru-v.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/3948950733395446552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/545899341094251097/posts/default/3948950733395446552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trop-rose-pour-toi.blogspot.com/2009/05/post-pentru-v.html' title='Post Pentru V'/><author><name>Barbie Blank</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04228334125120007276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgniaYLAEKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mnW3aCAewyM/S220/hihih.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cE5YTAmpCvI/SgnhzfxEZAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5wNj7sRSEXY/s72-c/retro_rainbow_by_amsterdam_jazz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
