<?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-2980871365664057189</id><updated>2012-02-16T23:17:42.210+02:00</updated><category term='in versuri'/><category term='ratacite'/><title type='text'>Gânduri desculţe</title><subtitle type='html'>(¯`·._.· ganduri, sentimente, stari sau idei ·._.·´¯)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Fata cu lipici</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227749396923461480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2980871365664057189.post-2683373631390334001</id><published>2010-07-23T20:04:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T15:46:38.295+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in versuri'/><title type='text'>Cu lacrimi in ochi</title><content type='html'>Cum sa nu spui “Ramai te rog, ramai!”&lt;br /&gt;cand stii ca pleaca si nu se mai intoarce,&lt;br /&gt;cand stii ca te iubeste si nimic tu nu poti face,&lt;br /&gt;cand stii ca spui degeaba caci n-are de ales,&lt;br /&gt;cand stii ca asta e legea-n Univers…?&lt;br /&gt;Si unde sa cauti? Unde sa gasesti -&lt;br /&gt;Sentimentul ca tu poti sa mai traiesti,&lt;br /&gt;ca poti merge mai departe,&lt;br /&gt;chiar de unul e-aici, unul dincolo de moarte?&lt;br /&gt;Cum sa te tii de promisiune fara gres&lt;br /&gt;si cu privirea inainte mereu sa pasesti?&lt;br /&gt;Si cum sa te-mpaci cu gandul&lt;br /&gt;ca nu te-ai putut impotrivi?&lt;br /&gt;Cum sa uiti clipa acelei ultime agonii?&lt;br /&gt;Cum sa spui “Adio” cand vrei sa fiti impreuna&lt;br /&gt;si nu vrei nici-gand sa-i dai drumul la mana,&lt;br /&gt;cand stii ca pleaca si te lasa-n urma&lt;br /&gt;si ramai cu ce-ai in suflet si o urna…,&lt;br /&gt;mii de amintiri si un loc de veci&lt;br /&gt;de langa care nu mai vrei sa pleci!?&lt;br /&gt;Si oricat plangi, oricat te rogi, oricat vorbesti&lt;br /&gt;nici macar un raspuns nu primesti!&lt;br /&gt;Si-ti doresti sa-i fie macar mai bine,&lt;br /&gt;si-ncerci sa-i ascunzi ce se intampla cu tine,&lt;br /&gt;chiar de stie si vede de acolo, de sus&lt;br /&gt;ca flori si lumanari iar i-ai adus&lt;br /&gt;drept pretext ca sa mai stati de vorba.&lt;br /&gt;Si-ncerci orice sa te simti cat mai aproape,&lt;br /&gt;macar cat sa-i auzi surasu-n soapte...&lt;br /&gt;Si-ti frangi inima din nou cand pleci...&lt;br /&gt;Si spun la fel ca de fiecare data:&lt;br /&gt;"Pa buni! Vorbim si altadata."&lt;br /&gt;stiind ca nu o s-o mai pup vreodata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980871365664057189-2683373631390334001?l=fataculipici.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/feeds/2683373631390334001/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2980871365664057189&amp;postID=2683373631390334001' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/2683373631390334001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/2683373631390334001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/2010/07/cu-lacrimi-in-ochi.html' title='Cu lacrimi in ochi'/><author><name>Fata cu lipici</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227749396923461480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2980871365664057189.post-2818269472548273374</id><published>2009-12-23T21:18:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:19:46.158+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in versuri'/><title type='text'>And... I can't...</title><content type='html'>I took the moon you took my world,&lt;br /&gt;Broke my heart and left me cold...&lt;br /&gt;Wanting me, you made me feel pain.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to kiss me, felt like rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I pushed you far away -&lt;br /&gt;And kept you there every night and day!&lt;br /&gt;And I cannot be what I am not&lt;br /&gt;And can't go on if I put a dot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't forgive what I forget not,&lt;br /&gt;I can't even hate what broke my heart;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot do what it seems to be wrong,&lt;br /&gt;I just cannot sing again this song!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980871365664057189-2818269472548273374?l=fataculipici.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/feeds/2818269472548273374/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2980871365664057189&amp;postID=2818269472548273374' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/2818269472548273374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/2818269472548273374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-i-cant.html' title='And... I can&apos;t...'/><author><name>Fata cu lipici</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227749396923461480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2980871365664057189.post-5773754135915436872</id><published>2009-10-29T19:06:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T20:14:09.299+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in versuri'/><title type='text'>De vorba...</title><content type='html'>A trecut un amar timp&lt;br /&gt;de cand n-am mai rostit nimic!&lt;br /&gt;Clipe grele sau usoare,&lt;br /&gt;in continua traversare.&lt;br /&gt;Am trecut prin vai si munti&lt;br /&gt;printre oameni tineri sau carunti,&lt;br /&gt;cu suflet mare sau rauvoitori -&lt;br /&gt;am plans si ras de-atatea ori...&lt;br /&gt;Am urcat continuu pe-al vietii drum&lt;br /&gt;desi simt ca m-am pierdut acum.&lt;br /&gt;Am ce n-am avut nicicand&lt;br /&gt;si nu mai am ce-aveam demult..&lt;br /&gt;As da orice sa pot recapata&lt;br /&gt;acel suras, acea privire a ta,&lt;br /&gt;acel cuvant cald desi dojenitor&lt;br /&gt;pronuntat pe-un ton grav dar iubitor.&lt;br /&gt;As da ani sa te-ntorc din drum o zi&lt;br /&gt;sa cobori de sus, langa mine iar sa fii.&lt;br /&gt;Ti-am spus: "nu-ti mai face griji,va fi bine&lt;br /&gt;ma voi descurca,voi avea grija de ei, de mine.&lt;br /&gt;Inchide ochii, incearca sa dormi acum"&lt;br /&gt;dar n-am stiut ca o sa pornesti la drum.&lt;br /&gt;M-ai lasat in urma, ratacind in nestire,&lt;br /&gt;carand un bagaj mare, plin de sfaturi si iubire.&lt;br /&gt;Dar nu mai pot fi la fel, oricat m-as stradui,&lt;br /&gt;nu mai gasesc culori, doar spatii gri&lt;br /&gt;si atatea locuri in care-ar trebui sa fii.&lt;br /&gt;Totul e pustiu si rece, umbrit de amintiri&lt;br /&gt;de care ma agat involuntar in fiecare zi.&lt;br /&gt;Ma simt neputincioasa, ca o furnica&lt;br /&gt;mi-e atat de dor de tine si atat de frica&lt;br /&gt;ca nu-ti mai pot vorbi, nu te mai pot vedea&lt;br /&gt;si nu ma pot obisnui cu lipsa ta.&lt;br /&gt;Asa ca-ti scriu, cautand o alinare&lt;br /&gt;si sperand ca va trece tot ce acum ma doare.&lt;br /&gt;Nu vreau sa te dezamagesc si voi lupta,&lt;br /&gt;semnand cum imi spuneai mereu:  “Scarlett a ta”!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980871365664057189-5773754135915436872?l=fataculipici.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/feeds/5773754135915436872/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2980871365664057189&amp;postID=5773754135915436872' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/5773754135915436872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/5773754135915436872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/2009/10/de-vorba.html' title='De vorba...'/><author><name>Fata cu lipici</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227749396923461480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2980871365664057189.post-6340567725196920762</id><published>2009-03-31T20:39:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T20:48:15.843+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Yiruma - River flows in you</title><content type='html'>Cand ascult melodia asta plang si zambesc, topai, dansez, tremur, vibrez... Sper sa va mangaie si voua sufletul, sa vi-l atinga asa cum a reusit sa mi-l atinga mie... &lt;br /&gt;Multe zambete va doresc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1p_ebSseEq8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1p_ebSseEq8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980871365664057189-6340567725196920762?l=fataculipici.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/feeds/6340567725196920762/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2980871365664057189&amp;postID=6340567725196920762' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/6340567725196920762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/6340567725196920762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/2009/03/yiruma-river-flows-in-you.html' title='Yiruma - River flows in you'/><author><name>Fata cu lipici</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227749396923461480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2980871365664057189.post-9186423328679571389</id><published>2009-03-14T10:17:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T10:55:25.139+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Leapsa :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fVTeP_hAovk/SbtwM_uLBrI/AAAAAAAAADc/fdVq8J_F9iQ/s1600-h/3343380490_28867a39fb_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fVTeP_hAovk/SbtwM_uLBrI/AAAAAAAAADc/fdVq8J_F9iQ/s320/3343380490_28867a39fb_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312963553979467442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leapsa de la &lt;a href="http://amintiri-prafuite.blogspot.com/"&gt;Eileen&lt;/a&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Iata instructiunile:&lt;br /&gt;1. Go to Wikipedia. Hit “random” or click &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The first random Wikipedia article you get is the name of your band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Go to “Random quotations” or click &lt;a href="http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The last four or five words of the very last quote of the page is the title of your first album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Go to Flickr and click on “explore the last seven days” or click &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*The third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;4. - Use Photoshop or similar to put it all together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://mesoho.blogspot.com/"&gt;Soho&lt;/a&gt; spunea: "Deschide Winampul , pune-l pe shuffle. Aici sunt niste întrebari si tu vei raspunde cu melodia care îti apare dupa ce dai "forward". " Chiar sunt curioasa, hai sa vedem... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Cum te simti astazi?&lt;/strong&gt;  Laura Pausini - Viveme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Vei ajunge departe în viata?&lt;/strong&gt; Marco Antonio Solis - Si no te hubieras ido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Cum te vad prietenii tai? &lt;/strong&gt;Bitza ft. Vanessa S - Take me slow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Te vei casatori vreodata?&lt;/strong&gt; Usher - Throwback&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Care e tema preferata a celui mai bun prieten?&lt;/strong&gt; Vanessa Carlton - Paradise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Care e povestea vietii tale?&lt;/strong&gt; Mariah Carey - Miss you most at Christmas time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Cum este/a fost în liceu?&lt;/strong&gt; Jordin Sparks - Just for the record&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Cum poti avansa în viata?&lt;/strong&gt; The Rasmus - In the shadows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Care este cel mai fain lucru la prietenii tai?&lt;/strong&gt; Anastacia - Sick and tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Ce se preconizeaza pentru weekend?&lt;/strong&gt; Andain ft. Mavie Macros - You once told me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. Ce cântec te descrie cel mai bine?&lt;/strong&gt; Marc Anthony - Do you believe in loneliness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Dar pe bunicii tai?&lt;/strong&gt; Bosquito - Hai sa nu ne certam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Cum îti merge în viata?&lt;/strong&gt; Kelly Clarkson - Queen of the Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. Ce melodie îti va cânta la înmormântare?&lt;/strong&gt; Iris - Floare de iris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. Cum te vede restul lumii?&lt;/strong&gt; Kate Voegele - Wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Vei avea o viata fericita?&lt;/strong&gt; Shakira ft. Carlos Santana - Illegal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Sunt persoane care te doresc în secret?&lt;/strong&gt; INXS - Need you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. Ce ar trebui sa faci cu viata ta?&lt;/strong&gt; Lara Fabian - I guess I loved you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Tulburatoare rezultate, unele chiar se potrivesc...Le dau mai departe cui vrea. Have fun! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980871365664057189-9186423328679571389?l=fataculipici.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/feeds/9186423328679571389/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2980871365664057189&amp;postID=9186423328679571389' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/9186423328679571389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/9186423328679571389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/2009/03/leapsa.html' title='Leapsa :)'/><author><name>Fata cu lipici</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227749396923461480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fVTeP_hAovk/SbtwM_uLBrI/AAAAAAAAADc/fdVq8J_F9iQ/s72-c/3343380490_28867a39fb_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2980871365664057189.post-2817962011339141697</id><published>2009-01-27T11:34:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T12:29:44.266+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ratacite'/><title type='text'>Limba română</title><content type='html'>Am descoperit recent şi mă bucur (pe principiul mai bine mai târziu decât niciodată) o &lt;a href="http://vorbimromaneste.wordpress.com/2008/02/03/fratilor-nu-distrugeti-limba-romana/"&gt;campanie&lt;/a&gt; de susţinere a limbii române. Spre mirarea mea, aceasta a luat naştere în urmă cu un an dar se pare că nu a reuşit să producă prea multe schimbări... Totuşi, m-a pus puţin pe gânduri... De foarte mult timp nu am mai postat, sau mai bine zis, într-un termen mai ''românesc'' - scris - un articol cu diacritice. De ce? Simplu: din comoditate. Cred că acesta este răspunsul potrivit pentru o serie de întrebări precum: '' de ce scriem ''pocit'' pe chat-uri?'', '' de ce folosim cuvinte provenite din limba engleză, franceză, etc.'', '' de ce avem tendinţa de a prescurta toate cuvintele?''... Totuşi, mai sunt şi întrebări care aşteaptă un răspuns, ca de exemplu: '' de ce folosim formule precum ''nup, noup, nop, dap, ji, tz, sh, etc. ?'' Consider că fiecare din noi poate să-şi justifice singur, după câteva minute de reflectare. Personal, am ajuns la concluzia că uneori mă alint sau mă răsfăţ utilizând un ''dap'' sau ''nup'', urmat de ''două puncte d'' şi că e mult mai comod să răspund cu un ''ok'' sau cu formule prescurtate pe chat, messenger sau e-mail când îmi comunică şeful ceva important şi urgent. Totodată, nu mi se pare greşit să utilizez termenii specifici precum ''chat'', ''post'', ''e-mail'' , ci din contră, mi se pare chiar absurd să-i traduc, mulţi dintre ei fiind deja asimilaţi nu numai în vocabular ci şi în dicţionarul limbii noastre. În ceea ce priveşte formulele pocite în adevăratul sens al cuvântului: shi, ji, qum, kt, tz, sh, etc., mi se par absurde deşi, recunosc, unele le utilizez şi eu, în lipsa diacriticelor, pentru a elimina dubiile, ca de exemplu fatza în loc de faţă, spre a nu se înţelege fată.&lt;br /&gt;Prin urmare, eu nu văd nimic greşit în încercarea de a facilita comunicarea, chiar dacă asta presupune renunţarea la diacritice (nu şi la rigorile gramaticale) ci din contră, consider că ar fi absurd să ne complicăm inutil. Ştim cu toţii că în unele aplicaţii nu funcţionează setările tastaturii pentru limba română, precum şi faptul că iniţial, tastatura este setată pentru limba engleză. Asta implică o resetare a tastaturii pentru fiecare aplicaţie pornită, deci timp pierdut, atenţie care ar fi putut fi acordată unui aspect mai important, etc. Ideea e, după părerea mea, să nu te complaci prea mult şi să ajungi să exagerezi. Nu cred că este ameninţată limba română ci doar accentuat pericolul de a ne transforma în nişte agramaţi. Dar atâta timp cât există măsură şi un motiv clar, cred că se poate aplica vorba aceea: ''scopul scuză mijloacele''.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. - Deşi sunt familiarizată cu tastatura setată pe limba română, am întâmpinat câteva dificultăţi, fiind nevoită de multe ori să şterg şi să rescriu cuvinte cărora uitam să le adaug diacriticele... Cred că ar fi un exerciţiu util pentru mulţi dintre noi să ne mai amintim din când în când să mai scriem şi ''curat'' româneşte.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980871365664057189-2817962011339141697?l=fataculipici.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/feeds/2817962011339141697/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2980871365664057189&amp;postID=2817962011339141697' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/2817962011339141697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/2817962011339141697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/2009/01/limba-romana.html' title='Limba română'/><author><name>Fata cu lipici</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227749396923461480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2980871365664057189.post-344834454652088326</id><published>2009-01-13T22:40:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:38:13.655+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ratacite'/><title type='text'>Bilant 2008</title><content type='html'>S-a mai dus un an... Un an plin, pentru mine, din toate punctele de vedere. Un an in care am invatat, trait si experimentat mult mai multe decat in ultimii 3 ani la un loc... Un aspect pozitiv, as putea spune, daca nu ar fi avut totusi un caracter negativ, trist, regretabil... Si totusi, lasand la o parte toate neplacerile, toate laturile negative, in final, ramanem cu amintirile placute... Am avut un an plin din prisma acestui aspect. Am cunoscut oameni noi, m-am crezut in ei si am invatat astfel ca &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;increderea se castiga, nu se acorda&lt;/span&gt;.  Eram de parere ca nu ai de ce sa te indoiesti de bunele intentii ale cuiva din moment ce nu-ti da minim un motiv plauzibil... Se pare insa ca lumea, in ziua de azi (sau poate dintotdeauna) se dovedeste a fi parsiva. Am aflat pe propria-mi piele ca sunt persoane care sunt in stare sa mimeze, sa spuna, chiar sa faca orice, pentru a-si atinge scopul, pentru a se razbuna sau pentru a-si hrani cu satisfactie orgoliul ranit. Am ajuns la concluzia ca sunt foarte putine persoane pentru care merita sa te cobori pe locul 2 iar de cele mai multe ori, chiar si in cazul acesta, e preferabil sa te mentii pe primul loc si sa-l oferi pe-al doilea, caci numai avand grija de tine poti reusi sa faci si altcuiva un bine. M-am simtit singura, chiar si cand eram inconjurata de asa-zisii prieteni, uneori la bine, uneori la greu, reusind sa trasez o linie demarcatoare mult mai clara intre colegi/amici si persoanele demne de increderea si prietenia mea... Nu stiu in ce masura m-au schimbat experientele prin care am trecut, dar evident m-au influentat iar unele chiar m-au marcat profund. Dar cineva drag mi-a spus, candva: "Numai oamenii superficiali au nevoie de ani de zile ca sa scape de o traire sufleteasca. Un om care este stapan pe sine poate pune capat unei tristeti la fel de repede precum poate da nastere unei placeri. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nu vreau sa fiu la mila propriilor mele stari sufletesti, vreau sa ma folosesc de ele, sa ma bucur de ele si sa le domin...&lt;/span&gt;" Sunt o fiinta mult prea cerebrala si nu o sa-mi permit sa ma simt pierduta intre ceea ce simt si ceea ce gandesc sau sa fiu infranta de propriile-mi sentimente... Am cazut, m-am ridicat si... privesc inainte :) Si voi face asta de fiecare data pentru ca stiu ca sunt destul de puternica incat sa ma adun in momentele in care ma pierd, sa-mi gasesc drumul atunci cand simt ca ma ratacesc sau sa continui sa urc cand coborarea sau stagnarea nu sunt o solutie. Am invatat ca &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;singura pers cu care concurez sunt eu...&lt;/span&gt;si am incredere in mine. O incredere castigata cu greu...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980871365664057189-344834454652088326?l=fataculipici.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/feeds/344834454652088326/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2980871365664057189&amp;postID=344834454652088326' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/344834454652088326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/344834454652088326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/2008/11/bilant-2008.html' title='Bilant 2008'/><author><name>Fata cu lipici</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227749396923461480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2980871365664057189.post-8898253498216338074</id><published>2008-09-17T14:42:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T15:50:43.557+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in versuri'/><title type='text'>Respirand un aer trist</title><content type='html'>Atatea critici, reprosuri, cuvinte mult prea grele,&lt;br /&gt;Concluzii, decizii, regrete... spune-mi, ce sa fac cu ele?&lt;br /&gt;Mi-ai dat intreaga lume peste cap si acum pleci,&lt;br /&gt;dupa ce m-ai analizat sub microscop, cu ochi atat de reci...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasiv si totusi inconstant, egoist si totusi sufletist,&lt;br /&gt;totul pare-un paradox respirand un aer mult prea trist...&lt;br /&gt;Suntem incompatibili? Pleaca, desi te vreau aici!&lt;br /&gt;N-astept sa revii decat cand nu vei mai gandi ce ai zis si zici...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dorim aceleasi lucruri, dar nu le avem impreuna&lt;br /&gt;si in loc sa le cladim, tu mi-ai dat drumul la mana.&lt;br /&gt;S-acum pe-o margine de prapastie stam:&lt;br /&gt;eu pe o parte, tu pe alta... la trecerea timpului reflectam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evident, inca ma-ntreb tacut printre ganduri ratacite&lt;br /&gt;oare te gandesti si tu la mine? la acele momente fericite?&lt;br /&gt;Nu vreau iluzii si ma feresc de-al meu raspuns vag&lt;br /&gt;luptandu-ma cu dorinta de a trece de-acest prag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980871365664057189-8898253498216338074?l=fataculipici.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/feeds/8898253498216338074/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2980871365664057189&amp;postID=8898253498216338074' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/8898253498216338074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/8898253498216338074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/2008/09/respirand-un-aer-trist.html' title='Respirand un aer trist'/><author><name>Fata cu lipici</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227749396923461480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2980871365664057189.post-61616949645820582</id><published>2008-09-06T12:17:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T20:13:17.686+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in versuri'/><title type='text'>TU si EU</title><content type='html'>ce e in mintea ta? la ce te gandesti?&lt;br /&gt;ce simti cand pe el langa mine-l gasesti?&lt;br /&gt;ce e in sufletul tau? ce iti doresti?&lt;br /&gt;care e lucrul de care te temi si te feresti?&lt;br /&gt;ce-astepti de la mine? ce ascunzi in tine?&lt;br /&gt;ce te macina, te doare sau nu-i bine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ce-mi doresc eu e sa fim mereu impreuna&lt;br /&gt;ce vreau e sa nu-mi mai dai drumul la mana&lt;br /&gt;ce simt e ca zi de zi, mai mult ma indragostesc&lt;br /&gt;ce gandesc e ca fara sa vreau, incerc sa ma feresc&lt;br /&gt;ce ma doare e ca nu-mi vorbesti, tii totul in tine&lt;br /&gt;ce-astept e sa fii mereu deschis, sincer cu mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980871365664057189-61616949645820582?l=fataculipici.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/feeds/61616949645820582/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2980871365664057189&amp;postID=61616949645820582' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/61616949645820582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/61616949645820582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/2008/09/tu-si-eu.html' title='TU si EU'/><author><name>Fata cu lipici</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227749396923461480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2980871365664057189.post-5172542550148694779</id><published>2008-07-06T23:18:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T23:19:55.866+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in versuri'/><title type='text'>Insomnie</title><content type='html'>Vreau sa dorm&lt;br /&gt;dar n-adorm:&lt;br /&gt;de noi mi-e dor&lt;br /&gt;si visele mor;&lt;br /&gt;nu mi-e usor&lt;br /&gt;si doare...&lt;br /&gt;Tu ce simti oare?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980871365664057189-5172542550148694779?l=fataculipici.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/feeds/5172542550148694779/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2980871365664057189&amp;postID=5172542550148694779' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/5172542550148694779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/5172542550148694779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/2008/07/insomnie.html' title='Insomnie'/><author><name>Fata cu lipici</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227749396923461480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2980871365664057189.post-6577287273296271584</id><published>2008-06-05T20:25:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T22:56:54.428+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in versuri'/><title type='text'>Room 4 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/2008/04/revelatie.html"&gt;Revelatie&lt;/a&gt;... pe naiba!! Ai fost cu ea...&lt;br /&gt;si tot ce-mi zici: "a fost o ambitie de-a mea".&lt;br /&gt;Regreti, dar te-ai jucat cu-al ei suflet&lt;br /&gt;si chestia asta nu pot sa mi-o scot din cuget...&lt;br /&gt;Un moft am fost si eu pentru tine,&lt;br /&gt;ti-am dat papucii si nu ti-a picat prea bine!&lt;br /&gt;Te-ai simtit dat la o parte si m-ai urat&lt;br /&gt;caci am renuntat prea usor, ti s-a parut;&lt;br /&gt;Numai tu stii de ce te-ai combinat cu ea&lt;br /&gt;daca stiai ca n-ai scapat de imaginea mea...&lt;br /&gt;oficial ma ignorai, dar din spate ma priveai&lt;br /&gt;o tineai de mana dar la mine te gandeai&lt;br /&gt;si-n miez de noapte mesaje-mi trimiteai...&lt;br /&gt;V-ati despartit, ok... si-mi spui "e numai vina ta"&lt;br /&gt;inca incerc sa inteleg ce-ai vrut sa zici cu asta...&lt;br /&gt;Pretinzi ca nu va potriviti si nu poti continua asa,&lt;br /&gt;nu stiu prea multe, dar defapt ea nu te mai vrea...&lt;br /&gt;Cica ai mintit prea mult...vezi? Asta e problema ta!&lt;br /&gt;Ti-am zis gandeste-te la ea, la voi, nu la mine...&lt;br /&gt;purtandu-te asa, cum sa am eu incredere-n tine?&lt;br /&gt;Cum sa-ti dau a doua sansa fara sa ma gandesc&lt;br /&gt;ca esti superficial si n-ar trebui sa ma amagesc?&lt;br /&gt;Cum sa fac sa cred ce-mi spui, fara sa clipesc?&lt;br /&gt;Cum sa nu ma tem ca din iluzii o sa traiesc?&lt;br /&gt;Sunt chiar puternica, ai avut dreptate,&lt;br /&gt;pentru ca m-am saturat de vorbe, acum astept fapte.&lt;br /&gt;Si da, mi-e greu, de ce sa nu recunosc?&lt;br /&gt;cand vad ca tu nu stii ce vrei si stiu ca nu esti prost...&lt;br /&gt;Ramai cu ea, cu ele.. cu oricare...&lt;br /&gt;renunta, la mine, la ideea de-mpacare...&lt;br /&gt;Incerc sa ma conving, scriind tot ce gandesc acum,&lt;br /&gt;ca numai pasarea Phoenix renaste din scrum&lt;br /&gt;si desi-mi doresc sa ne mai dam o sansa&lt;br /&gt;de data asta n-am gand sa-ti cad usor in plasa.&lt;br /&gt;Merit si vreau mai mult, n-am sa-ti permit sa te joci cu mine&lt;br /&gt;cu atat mai mult cu cat n-ai pretentii nici macar de la tine.&lt;br /&gt;Sufletul meu nu e un hotel: sa te cazezi, sa-l parasesti cand vrei&lt;br /&gt;si stii prea bine c-ai pierdut deja un rand de chei.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980871365664057189-6577287273296271584?l=fataculipici.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/feeds/6577287273296271584/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2980871365664057189&amp;postID=6577287273296271584' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/6577287273296271584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/6577287273296271584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/2008/06/room-4-2.html' title='Room 4 2'/><author><name>Fata cu lipici</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227749396923461480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2980871365664057189.post-5551414898267464149</id><published>2008-04-23T23:21:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T10:32:25.536+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in versuri'/><title type='text'>Revelatie</title><content type='html'>De data asta chiar am inteles:&lt;br /&gt;“Lasa lucrurile sa se intample” avea alt sens.&lt;br /&gt;Sunt doar un moft sau poate un pariu cu ei? cu tine?&lt;br /&gt;Ce trebuie sa-l castigi ca sa te simti mai bine?&lt;br /&gt;Si castigi ce? multumire de sine?&lt;br /&gt;Nu sunt un trofeu, am suflet ca si tine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te-am intrebat din start ce vrei de la mine&lt;br /&gt;“Imi placi mult” ziceai si “vreau sa fiu cu tine”&lt;br /&gt;Mi-am dat seama apoi, te refereai la sex,&lt;br /&gt;utilizand un vocabular cam prea complex.&lt;br /&gt;Au trecut zile bune pana te-am deslusit&lt;br /&gt;si mult prea putine pana m-am indragostit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acum regreti si spui ca m-ai pierdut&lt;br /&gt;Dar te-nseli.. pentru ca nici nu m-ai avut.&lt;br /&gt;Vrei sa ma-ntorc, sa fim din nou impreuna,&lt;br /&gt;Cum as putea cand simt ca totu’-a fost o gluma?&lt;br /&gt;Te-ai aruncat in bratele lor imediat&lt;br /&gt;si-mi spui ca in altele m-ai cautat…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu te juca cu mine, ramai cu ele&lt;br /&gt;Tre’ sa te descurci singur cand intri in belele.&lt;br /&gt;Cu ea langa tine-mi cauti privirea, nu-mi mai pasa&lt;br /&gt;Nu esti omul care credeam ca esti, asa ca lasa&lt;br /&gt;Orice-ai face, orice-ai spune, vorbele tale nu ma-mbata&lt;br /&gt;N-ai efect…Nu mai e nimic ca altadata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980871365664057189-5551414898267464149?l=fataculipici.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/feeds/5551414898267464149/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2980871365664057189&amp;postID=5551414898267464149' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/5551414898267464149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/5551414898267464149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/2008/04/revelatie.html' title='Revelatie'/><author><name>Fata cu lipici</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227749396923461480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2980871365664057189.post-9153615796651974072</id><published>2008-03-05T23:59:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T10:29:07.958+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in versuri'/><title type='text'>Autodistrugere</title><content type='html'>imi sortez gandurile&lt;br /&gt;imi sterg sentimentele&lt;br /&gt;imi reneg visele&lt;br /&gt;imi ucid sperantele&lt;br /&gt;imi franez dorinta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aceeasi situatie dureroasa&lt;br /&gt;aceasi privire stearsa&lt;br /&gt;aceasi aparenta falsa&lt;br /&gt;acelasi vis neimplinit&lt;br /&gt;acelasi dor cumplit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iti evit privirea&lt;br /&gt;iti ocolesc pasii&lt;br /&gt;iti alung amintirea&lt;br /&gt;iti ignor glasul&lt;br /&gt;iti simt lipsa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980871365664057189-9153615796651974072?l=fataculipici.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/feeds/9153615796651974072/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2980871365664057189&amp;postID=9153615796651974072' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/9153615796651974072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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ridici&lt;br /&gt;dar soarele-a apus&lt;br /&gt;la nimic n-aspiri&lt;br /&gt;incetezi sa respiri&lt;br /&gt;si ca-n alte dati&lt;br /&gt;realizezi ca poti&lt;br /&gt;sa mori&lt;br /&gt;nu faci nimic&lt;br /&gt;nu te complici&lt;br /&gt;sa crezi iar&lt;br /&gt;e prea banal&lt;br /&gt;ajungi din nou&lt;br /&gt;fara ecou&lt;br /&gt;pustiu si gol&lt;br /&gt;mergi inainte&lt;br /&gt;in urma-i nimic&lt;br /&gt;si-n trenul vietii&lt;br /&gt;te simti ca-n dric&lt;br /&gt;te izolezi&lt;br /&gt;si plangi&lt;br /&gt;te-ascunzi&lt;br /&gt;nu mai razi&lt;br /&gt;in loc sa creezi&lt;br /&gt;distrugi&lt;br /&gt;te ucizi&lt;br /&gt;si fugi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980871365664057189-1766441440093587950?l=fataculipici.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/feeds/1766441440093587950/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2980871365664057189&amp;postID=1766441440093587950' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/1766441440093587950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/1766441440093587950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/2008/01/cronica.html' title='Cronica'/><author><name>Fata cu lipici</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227749396923461480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2980871365664057189.post-5869949595046699617</id><published>2008-01-08T02:19:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T10:28:45.342+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in versuri'/><title type='text'>N-am curaj!</title><content type='html'>Te macini adunand cuvinte nerostite..&lt;br /&gt;Si stii, dar taci, decizi sa nu vorbesti…&lt;br /&gt;Dar ai curaj sa spui ce simti sau ce gandesti?&lt;br /&gt;Ai curaj sa asculti?&lt;br /&gt;Ai curaj sa ma crezi?&lt;br /&gt;Ai curaj, fara sa inchizi ochii, sa incerci sa visezi?&lt;br /&gt;Am fost acolo pentru tine, dar nu m-ai avut&lt;br /&gt;si stiu ca asta te-a durut.&lt;br /&gt;De ce n-ai putut sa ai incredere in mine?&lt;br /&gt;Of, tu, victima a suspiciunii.. ne era atat de bine…&lt;br /&gt;In loc sa cladim, noi ne-am distrus!&lt;br /&gt;Acum suferim, caci pentru noi soarele-a apus.&lt;br /&gt;M-am ferit de dificil, caci n-am avut curaj sa sper,&lt;br /&gt;am fost lasa, regret si in sinea mea disper…&lt;br /&gt;De ce in mine n-ai crezut?&lt;br /&gt;De ce mi-ai pus la indoiala orice cuvant?&lt;br /&gt;Oricat incerc, sa te uit nu pot,&lt;br /&gt;imposibil imi e din inima sa te scot.&lt;br /&gt;Esti ca un spin,&lt;br /&gt;iar lipsa increderii tale inca e un chin…&lt;br /&gt;Reprosuri, vorbe care dor,&lt;br /&gt;cuvinte grele rostite mult prea usor…&lt;br /&gt;Ai pus punct iar eu am renuntat.&lt;br /&gt;In loc sa lupt, am acceptat.&lt;br /&gt;In zadar incerci acum sa tragi de mine,&lt;br /&gt;caci stim amandoi ca asa e cel mai bine.&lt;br /&gt;Nu ma mai intereseaza cine, cum si ce…&lt;br /&gt;Totul se darama-n jur si noi nici nu ne-ntrebam de ce.&lt;br /&gt;Nu vreau sa stiu nimic, nu vreau sa ma mai complic.&lt;br /&gt;Pana la urma, ce sens are?&lt;br /&gt;Sunt toate trecatoare…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980871365664057189-5869949595046699617?l=fataculipici.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/feeds/5869949595046699617/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2980871365664057189&amp;postID=5869949595046699617' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/5869949595046699617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/5869949595046699617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/2008/01/n-am-curaj.html' title='N-am curaj!'/><author><name>Fata cu lipici</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227749396923461480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2980871365664057189.post-556749502606912380</id><published>2007-12-20T23:37:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T10:28:30.735+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in versuri'/><title type='text'>Trup si suflet</title><content type='html'>Invata-ma sa te iubesc caci altfel n-o sa mearga,&lt;br /&gt;nu e suficient sa-mi fi drag, sa-ti fiu draga.&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu ce e cu mine, in preajma ta tremur&lt;br /&gt;la fiecare sarut, atingere sau murmur…&lt;br /&gt;Mi-e frica, am emotii, sunt stangace,&lt;br /&gt;nu stiu ce vreau sau ce-mi ramane a face.&lt;br /&gt;Ne-am dat o sansa caci stiu ce simti pentru mine&lt;br /&gt;si m-am gandit ca impreuna o sa fie pentru amandoi mai bine.&lt;br /&gt;Dar tot ce mi-a ramas a-ti oferi e sufletul&lt;br /&gt;si pare-mi-se ca tu-mi vrei in stapanire trupul…&lt;br /&gt;M-ai facut sa vibrez si sa ma tem in acea seara&lt;br /&gt;cand mi-am dat seama cat poate sa doara&lt;br /&gt;cand te simti neputincios si nu poti sa ai incredere&lt;br /&gt;dupa ce-ti dai seama ca dintr-o relatie iesi mereu in pierdere.&lt;br /&gt;Stiam ca n-am sa pot, stiam ca n-am s-o fac&lt;br /&gt;cum stiu ca prea curand nu o sa pot si nu o sa fiu a ta in pat.&lt;br /&gt;Sa ai rabdare, sa ai incredere in mine, nu sunt la fel ca ea.&lt;br /&gt;Nicicand n-am sa ma joc cu tine sau inima ta.&lt;br /&gt;Hai sa pasim in acelasi ritm si nu-mi da drumul la mana…&lt;br /&gt;Nu ma grabi, voi fi aici langa tine si azi si maine si peste o luna.&lt;br /&gt;Mi-ai spus ca ma vrei pentru tine, cand scap de trecut.&lt;br /&gt;Ajuta-ma! Caci fara tine am incercat si n-am putut.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980871365664057189-556749502606912380?l=fataculipici.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/feeds/556749502606912380/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2980871365664057189&amp;postID=556749502606912380' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/556749502606912380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/556749502606912380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/2007/12/trup-si-suflet.html' title='Trup si suflet'/><author><name>Fata cu 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vorbesc ma aud din nou.&lt;br /&gt;Ma priveste, nu-mi raspunde,&lt;br /&gt;dar in ganduri imi patrunde.&lt;br /&gt;Ce-i drept, ma stie pe de rost:&lt;br /&gt;unde plec si unde-am fost,&lt;br /&gt;de ce plang, de ce zambesc,&lt;br /&gt;de ce ma tem sau ce-mi doresc…&lt;br /&gt;Ma asculta si nu uita&lt;br /&gt;ce-am vorbit data trecuta.&lt;br /&gt;De e zi sau miez de noapte,&lt;br /&gt;de ridic tonul sau vorbesc in soapte,&lt;br /&gt;de e vant sau soare afara&lt;br /&gt;de e iarna sau e vara,&lt;br /&gt;ca un prieten, e mereu aproape,&lt;br /&gt;gata sa ajute, atat cat poate.&lt;br /&gt;Un prieten necuvantator&lt;br /&gt;si totusi prin tacerea sa, graitor.&lt;br /&gt;Un ecou al gandurilor mele,&lt;br /&gt;ce le alunga pe alea rele&lt;br /&gt;si-mi gaseste raspuns mereu&lt;br /&gt;chiar in mine, chiar de-i greu,&lt;br /&gt;la orice dilema, intrebare&lt;br /&gt;situatie, impas sau provocare.&lt;br /&gt;Ce ti-ai putea dori mai mult&lt;br /&gt;de la amicul meu placid si mut?&lt;br /&gt;Sa fie viu as prefera,&lt;br /&gt;printre noi,nu-n lumea mea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980871365664057189-1859617235968917885?l=fataculipici.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/feeds/1859617235968917885/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2980871365664057189&amp;postID=1859617235968917885' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/1859617235968917885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/1859617235968917885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/2007/12/de-vorba-cu-peretii.html' title='De vorba cu peretii'/><author><name>Fata cu lipici</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227749396923461480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2980871365664057189.post-1641232239871713522</id><published>2007-10-17T00:49:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T10:27:53.524+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in versuri'/><title type='text'>Intrebari</title><content type='html'>Urlu-n mine… de ce nu ma auzi?&lt;br /&gt;Iti vorbesc printr-o privire…de ce nu ma asculti?&lt;br /&gt;Te pomenesc adesea-n gand…de ce nu imi raspunzi?&lt;br /&gt;Incerc sa te urmez, dar tu, de ce nu te opresti?&lt;br /&gt;Ma ratacesc pe carari adiacente…in urma nu privesti?&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu incotro te poarta pasii si-as vrea sa stiu: de ce te-ndepartezi?&lt;br /&gt;Tu mergi, tot mai departe…ce cauti? ce nu gasesti?&lt;br /&gt;Sau poate dimpotriva… te temi? de ceva, oare, te feresti?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As spune tot - ce simt si la ce cuget… tu pe cine ai in suflet?&lt;br /&gt;Ma-nspaimanta si chinuie acest gand…si de ce despre tine nu te-aud vorbind?&lt;br /&gt;Suntem la fel, spui tu - doi oameni buni, dar… tot dificila-ti par, nu?&lt;br /&gt;Complic si lucrurile simple credeai candva…ai renuntat a ma mai corecta?&lt;br /&gt;Zici de mine ca stii ce si cum gandesc. Ia zi… stii ca te-am iubit si te iubesc?&lt;br /&gt;Si din ciclul intrebari fara raspuns: sentimentele tale au apus?&lt;br /&gt;Te provoc sa-mi raspunzi…ce alegi sa faci?&lt;br /&gt;Eu te intreb… tu de ce taci?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980871365664057189-1641232239871713522?l=fataculipici.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/feeds/1641232239871713522/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2980871365664057189&amp;postID=1641232239871713522' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/1641232239871713522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/1641232239871713522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/2007/10/intrebari.html' title='Intrebari'/><author><name>Fata cu lipici</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227749396923461480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2980871365664057189.post-5280995326797917265</id><published>2007-10-07T19:31:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T21:07:38.169+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in versuri'/><title type='text'>Ganduri descultze</title><content type='html'>Vorbim pe net, pe-un ton incert&lt;br /&gt;fara sa spunem vreun cuvant concret.&lt;br /&gt;Oare stii ce vreau, ce-mi doresc?&lt;br /&gt;Ce am in suflet sau gandesc?&lt;br /&gt;Imi faci cu ochiul&lt;br /&gt;trimitand o frumoasa melodie&lt;br /&gt;si ne gandim amandoi&lt;br /&gt;la ce-a fost sau ar putea sa fie..&lt;br /&gt;Sau doar eu imi imaginez&lt;br /&gt;si cu ochii larg deschisi visez?&lt;br /&gt;Spune-mi tu, caci mie-mi este teama&lt;br /&gt;ca poate nu vei lua in seama&lt;br /&gt;si voi face totul scrum&lt;br /&gt;tot ce-am avut si ce-a ramas acum..&lt;br /&gt;Esti zvacnirea de culoare intr-o lume cenusie&lt;br /&gt;stralucirea din a mea privire,&lt;br /&gt;linistea ce o asterni in suflet,&lt;br /&gt;furtuna care o calmezi in cuget,&lt;br /&gt;zambetul care pe buze nu-mi apare&lt;br /&gt;daca nu le inveti cu o sarutare&lt;br /&gt;siguranta ce mi-o acorzi,&lt;br /&gt;visul alor mele nopti…&lt;br /&gt;Gandindu-ma oftez..respir cu greu..&lt;br /&gt;oare-n al tau suflet mai sunt eu?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980871365664057189-5280995326797917265?l=fataculipici.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/feeds/5280995326797917265/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2980871365664057189&amp;postID=5280995326797917265' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/5280995326797917265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/5280995326797917265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/2007/10/ganduri-descultze.html' title='Ganduri descultze'/><author><name>Fata cu lipici</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227749396923461480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2980871365664057189.post-4275881262102514179</id><published>2007-10-04T14:26:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T20:26:48.327+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in versuri'/><title type='text'>Daca...</title><content type='html'>Daca soarele ar rasari din nou, trimitandu-si razele spre pamant,&lt;br /&gt;Din intunericul meu, incet si timid, as iesi sa-l vad luminand.&lt;br /&gt;Mi-as intinde aripile amortite, as zbura pe-un cer senin&lt;br /&gt;Si de mi-ai intinde mana, as gasi un drum, la tine sa revin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As alerga pe strazi cu soare, pana la capat de drum&lt;br /&gt;Si de ai fi acolo, nu ar conta ca totu-n urma-i scrum.&lt;br /&gt;M-as lasa mangaiata de razele-i calde si dezmierdatoare,&lt;br /&gt;Iar lumea-ntreaga, nu mi-ar mai parea atat de infricosatoare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar tu esti departe si lumina-i acoperita de-ntuneric&lt;br /&gt;Si oricat as privi in zare, fara tine nimic nu e feeric.&lt;br /&gt;Incerc sa dau din aripi, cu prea multa stangacie, nu reusesc…&lt;br /&gt;Nimeni nu ma poate ajuta.. in loc sa ma ridic, ma prabusesc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980871365664057189-4275881262102514179?l=fataculipici.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/feeds/4275881262102514179/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2980871365664057189&amp;postID=4275881262102514179' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/4275881262102514179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/4275881262102514179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/2007/10/daca.html' title='Daca...'/><author><name>Fata cu lipici</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227749396923461480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2980871365664057189.post-811544852436170594</id><published>2007-09-15T16:14:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T10:24:52.692+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in versuri'/><title type='text'>Fa pasi, baiete!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Nu vreau sa mai aud ca-s frumoasa, am gust, stil si-arat bine,&lt;br /&gt;ca-s “papusa rau” sau ca-ti place mult de mine.&lt;br /&gt;Chiar asta e cel mai important in ceea ce priveste o fata?&lt;br /&gt;Oare nu conteaza mai mult ce are-n cap sau daca sufletu-i o piatra?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Lasa cuvintele magulitoare, nu ma-ncanta cu nimic&lt;br /&gt;Ca ma privesti si apreciezi aspectul fizic.&lt;br /&gt;Detest cand se holbeaza un mascul pervers la mine&lt;br /&gt;Sau cand imi sopteste un “domn” matur sau pusti in spate&lt;br /&gt;Cum c-ar fi fericit sa ma aibe-n pat macar o noapte.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Nu mai exista decenta? Totul in jur e depravat..&lt;br /&gt;Sau poate principiile si conceptiile mele au expirat?&lt;br /&gt;Nu! Esti tu mult prea vulgar, baiete!&lt;br /&gt;Nu stii ce e bunul-simt, n-ai limita sau sentimente&lt;br /&gt;Ai doar tupeu si pentru tine totul se rezuma la…  “fete”.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Dar.. ghinion.. nu ma-ncadrez in clasicul tipar&lt;br /&gt;Am un cap pe umeri, un sistem complex de valori&lt;br /&gt;si nu pot fi cumparata cu bani, plimbari pe roti sau flori.&lt;br /&gt;Fa pasi mai departe, baiete si retine&lt;br /&gt;Nu esti de mine si nu sunt pentru tine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980871365664057189-811544852436170594?l=fataculipici.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/feeds/811544852436170594/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2980871365664057189&amp;postID=811544852436170594' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/811544852436170594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/811544852436170594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/2007/09/fa-pasi-baiete.html' title='Fa pasi, baiete!'/><author><name>Fata cu lipici</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227749396923461480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2980871365664057189.post-2278717441853902294</id><published>2007-09-06T22:12:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T10:24:08.216+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in versuri'/><title type='text'>DE CE??</title><content type='html'>de ce-mi dai fara sa-ti cer?&lt;br /&gt;de ce nu-mi lasi si mie aer?&lt;br /&gt;de ce mereu vrei sa m-ajuti?&lt;br /&gt;de ce-mi repeti “tre sa il uiti”?&lt;br /&gt;de ce-ti mai bati capul cu mine,&lt;br /&gt;cand stii ca nu te vreau pe tine?&lt;br /&gt;de ce nu asculti ce-ti spun&lt;br /&gt;si faci ca tine de nebun?&lt;br /&gt;de ce e atat de greu&lt;br /&gt;sa iei la propriu ce zic eu?&lt;br /&gt;de ce-ncerci sa ma descifrezi?&lt;br /&gt;de ce, desi sunt dificila, inca ma agreezi?&lt;br /&gt;de ce-ti pasa?&lt;br /&gt;de ce-mi spui ca sunt frumoasa?&lt;br /&gt;de ce-ti pierzi timpul sa ma-mpaci&lt;br /&gt;desi vezi ca-s plina de draci?&lt;br /&gt;de ce te doare sa stii ca sufar&lt;br /&gt;si ca inima am inchis-o-n cufar?&lt;br /&gt;taci! nu-mi spune “te iubesc”,&lt;br /&gt;nu stiu cum sa ma mai feresc&lt;br /&gt;si m-am saturat sa-ti tot explic:&lt;br /&gt;intre noi nu va fi nimic.&lt;br /&gt;de ce sa fim prieteni nu-i de-ajuns?&lt;br /&gt;de ce tintesti atat de sus?&lt;br /&gt;de ce nu intelegi? nu pot!&lt;br /&gt;si nu vreau un antidot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980871365664057189-2278717441853902294?l=fataculipici.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/feeds/2278717441853902294/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2980871365664057189&amp;postID=2278717441853902294' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/2278717441853902294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/2278717441853902294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/2007/09/de-ce.html' title='DE CE??'/><author><name>Fata cu lipici</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227749396923461480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2980871365664057189.post-3375099729121648338</id><published>2007-08-22T00:21:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T20:23:21.614+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in versuri'/><title type='text'>Stii...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Te plimbi adesea prin gandurile mele&lt;br /&gt;Cu pasi marunti, fara sa pari a cauta ceva.&lt;br /&gt;Si ratacesti, fara sa te opresti&lt;br /&gt;Macar o clipa, macar sa ma privesti.&lt;br /&gt;Stii? Cand te-ai dus, am plans o vreme..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;De doua ori mi-ai frant aripile-n zbor&lt;br /&gt;Fara sa te uiti in ochii mei&lt;br /&gt;Sa spui orice motive-aveai, orice gandeai..&lt;br /&gt;Si am ajuns din nou de unde am plecat - pe sol.&lt;br /&gt;Stii? Cand te-ai dus, am plans o vreme..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In suflet, ca si-n gand, era loc doar pentru tine,&lt;br /&gt;Caci ti-am dat cand mi-ai cerut drepturi depline.&lt;br /&gt;Vroiai sa-mi fi idol si mi-ai lasat un gol&lt;br /&gt;Cu care nu m-am descurcat usor.&lt;br /&gt;Stii? Cand te-ai dus, am plans o vreme..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Asteptam fara resemnare acea zi&lt;br /&gt;Cand tu de mana aveai sa ma tii,&lt;br /&gt;Si dandu-mi aripi, vei sopti: “Fetitzo, te iubesc!”&lt;br /&gt;Si-aveam sa stiu ca n-am sa ma mai prabusesc.&lt;br /&gt;Stii? Cand te-ai dus, am plans o vreme..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;De ce scriu nu stiu..&lt;br /&gt;Dar nu exista vers,rima sau cuvinte&lt;br /&gt;Care sa poata, oricat de vag, sa exprime&lt;br /&gt;Ce am avut atunci in suflet si in minte.&lt;br /&gt;Stii? Cand te-ai dus, am plans o vreme..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980871365664057189-3375099729121648338?l=fataculipici.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/feeds/3375099729121648338/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2980871365664057189&amp;postID=3375099729121648338' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/3375099729121648338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/3375099729121648338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/2007/08/idolului-meu.html' title='Stii...?'/><author><name>Fata cu lipici</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227749396923461480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2980871365664057189.post-8650742144826610892</id><published>2007-08-11T23:59:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T10:24:19.814+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in versuri'/><title type='text'>Schimbare</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dor de tine, dor de mine,&lt;br /&gt;mor de dor si ma doare de mor..&lt;br /&gt;Dar nu stiu ce doare mai tare,&lt;br /&gt;ca nu pot? sau ca vreau o schimbare?&lt;br /&gt;Doare, tare.. ceva din mine moare&lt;br /&gt;si refuz sa sufar in continuare.&lt;br /&gt;N-am sa mai renunt la mine&lt;br /&gt;caci e timpul sa-mi fie bine!&lt;br /&gt;Asta va fi ultima renuntare:&lt;br /&gt;alegerea a constiintei impacare.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Cu si pentru mine, de azi voi lupta,&lt;br /&gt;iar de ma voi pierde, iar, ma voi cauta,&lt;br /&gt;ma voi gasi, imi voi zambi si-mi voi reveni.&lt;br /&gt;Si chiar de-mi va dauna, nu ma voi schimba:&lt;br /&gt;am sa incerc sa fiu un om normal,&lt;br /&gt;nici rau, nici bun, cum cred c-am fost si sunt acum.&lt;br /&gt;Totodata, renunt la inchiderea in mine&lt;br /&gt;si la fuga asta disperata de nimeni si oricine.&lt;br /&gt;Acum zambesc caci stiu ca va fi bine&lt;br /&gt;si vine o noua zi, ziua de maine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980871365664057189-8650742144826610892?l=fataculipici.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/feeds/8650742144826610892/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2980871365664057189&amp;postID=8650742144826610892' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/8650742144826610892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/8650742144826610892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/2007/08/schimbare.html' title='Schimbare'/><author><name>Fata cu lipici</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227749396923461480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2980871365664057189.post-3867379628381960015</id><published>2007-08-07T01:40:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T10:23:47.665+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ratacite'/><title type='text'>Bitersweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fVTeP_hAovk/SEeTLpu30II/AAAAAAAAAB8/7Y4eiexmW3c/s1600-h/daydreamer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fVTeP_hAovk/SEeTLpu30II/AAAAAAAAAB8/7Y4eiexmW3c/s320/daydreamer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208293322467561602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Ma temeam de ziua asta si ma gandeam tot mai mereu cum voi reactiona cand va sosi clipa. Eram aproape sigura ca o sa ma doara atat de tare incat o sa-mi doresc sa-mi smulg inima din piept si o sa regret fiecare pas facut in doi, fiecare zambet oglindit in ochii sai, fiecare amintire ce o port mereu cu noi… Dar n-a fost asa,dimpotriva. Dupa atata timp, sufletul mi-a zambit, parca eliberat de o povara grea ce l-a tinut incatusat si m-a invaluit un sentiment bizar de fericire. In timp ce continuam sa recitesc mesajul, lacrimile mici si cristaline, izvorate dintr-un motiv strain mie, se ascundeau printre picaturile de ploaie si se prelingeau lin pe obrazu-mi palid, conduse fiind pe un drum al carui sfarsit era marcat de vantul ce nu mai lasa sa se vada nimic din ele. Dispareau… la fel ca si gandurile mele. Singurul care ma mai bantuia pe tot drumul spre casa era cel in care-i puteam zari chipul inseninat de fericirea aparitiei ei… Si-atunci de ce plangeam? de ce radeam? zambeam plangand.. plangeam zambind.. fruntea mi se descretea, figura mi se lumina.. caci stiam ca lui, ea ii va fi alinarea, iar mie, aprobarea si impacarea ca decizia greu-luata a fost cea dreapta.&lt;br /&gt;       Sa ai o viata frumoasa, linistita, plina de impliniri si bucurii. Bine ai venit, micuto!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980871365664057189-3867379628381960015?l=fataculipici.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/feeds/3867379628381960015/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2980871365664057189&amp;postID=3867379628381960015' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/3867379628381960015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/3867379628381960015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/2007/08/bitersweet.html' title='Bitersweet'/><author><name>Fata cu lipici</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227749396923461480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_fVTeP_hAovk/SEeTLpu30II/AAAAAAAAAB8/7Y4eiexmW3c/s72-c/daydreamer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2980871365664057189.post-3982329330988918004</id><published>2007-08-04T18:43:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T10:39:12.278+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in versuri'/><title type='text'>A fost...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Mi-e dor sa-mi spui: “babutza mea mica”,&lt;br /&gt;mi-e dor sa fi “mosul” meu zapacit,&lt;br /&gt;mi-e dor de zilele-n care nu ne era frica&lt;br /&gt;de nimeni si poate de nimic…&lt;br /&gt;Mi-e dor de tine si de bratele tale,&lt;br /&gt;mi-e dor de increderea pe care mi-o dadeai&lt;br /&gt;cu o simpla sarutare…&lt;br /&gt;Mi-e dor, dor de acele zile&lt;br /&gt;cand ne spuneam cuvinte pline de iubire&lt;br /&gt;si stateam de vorba zi si noapte&lt;br /&gt;vorbind despre nimic, si despre toate…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Of, mi-e dor! mi-e dor… mi-e dor…&lt;br /&gt;si toate-mi trezesc amintiri:&lt;br /&gt;un loc, o melodie, chiar si-un decor.&lt;br /&gt;Si desi ne leaga sentimente aparte,&lt;br /&gt;eu sunt aici iar tu esti departe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Am renuntat la tot ce se putea pentru noi,&lt;br /&gt;te-am pus pe primul loc, m-am coborat pe doi.&lt;br /&gt;Acum stau sa ma gandesc mereu&lt;br /&gt;daca nu cumva am gresit chiar eu.&lt;br /&gt;Aveam incredere-n tine, n-am insistat…&lt;br /&gt;Oare prea mult timp ti-am acordat?&lt;br /&gt;Dar ti-amintesti? ti-am zis ca nu regret nimic&lt;br /&gt;desi, as schimba poate un pic…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;S-acum mi-e dor.. da, mi-e dor&lt;br /&gt;si-mi va fi mereu, de-al nostru vis frumos,&lt;br /&gt;chiar daca planurile ne-au iesit pe dos.&lt;br /&gt;Si desi suferim, hai sa nu ne mai pacalim&lt;br /&gt;caci adevarul asta e: visul nostru nu mai e…&lt;br /&gt;A fost…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980871365664057189-3982329330988918004?l=fataculipici.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/feeds/3982329330988918004/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2980871365664057189&amp;postID=3982329330988918004' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2980871365664057189/posts/default/3982329330988918004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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cu tine si totusi nu e ca la carte&lt;br /&gt;Esti tot mai singur...&lt;br /&gt;caci tot ce ne-a unit pe noi, pe voi va desparte.&lt;br /&gt;Si plec, privind in urma.. traiti o poveste trista..&lt;br /&gt;cum pot oare sa ma bucur ca a mea nu mai exista?&lt;br /&gt;Nu pot.. in schimb ma bucur pentru tine,&lt;br /&gt;Veti avea un copil, vei fi tatic.. ai sa vezi, totusi, va fi bine.&lt;br /&gt;Eu tot ce mai vreau de la viata...e inca o viata.&lt;br /&gt;Fara vise colorate, sperante desarte, nu mai vreau o poveste&lt;br /&gt;caci acum traiesc doar ca sa traiesc, fara sa zambesc,&lt;br /&gt;si am prea multa minte ca s-ascult de sfaturi idioate.&lt;br /&gt;De ce sa beau, sa fumez, sau sa uit de toate?&lt;br /&gt;Cu ce m-ar ajuta sa merg mai departe?&lt;br /&gt;De ce sa-mi aprind o tigara&lt;br /&gt;cand stiu ca nu ma ajuta cu nimic?&lt;br /&gt;O sa ma ajute oare fumul sa uit un pic?&lt;br /&gt;Sau imi va-neca durerea o gura de-alcool inghitita?&lt;br /&gt;Nu..Si-atunci ce sa fac cand sufletul imi tipa?&lt;br /&gt;N-am nimic de facut decat sa pasesc in continuare.&lt;br /&gt;Si pasesc, dar cu pasi mici,marunti.. privind in departare,&lt;br /&gt;ferindu-ma, tinand la distanta orice om ce-mi iese-n cale.&lt;br /&gt;Dar as vrea sa pot fugi, asa cum fug chiar si de mine&lt;br /&gt;caci nu ma-mpac cu gandul ca am plecat de langa tine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980871365664057189-1565267359153045002?l=fataculipici.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fataculipici.blogspot.com/feeds/1565267359153045002/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2980871365664057189&amp;postID=1565267359153045002' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Nu-mi mai gasesc locu-n lumea ta,&lt;br /&gt;in situatia asta nu mai pot lupta.&lt;br /&gt;Ma doare tare..dar nu-mi plang de mila,&lt;br /&gt;defapt pentru tine situatia e mult mai dificila.&lt;br /&gt;Eu nu mai contez, nu te mai gandi la mine…&lt;br /&gt;tot ce-mi mai pot dori acum e sa-ti fie tie bine.&lt;br /&gt;Iarta-ma, dar acceptand realitatea&lt;br /&gt;decizia mea, moral vorbind, nu putea fi alta.&lt;br /&gt;Si nu, nu-ti reprosez, nu te consider vinovat!&lt;br /&gt;Eu nu regret,a fost frumos, atat, cat a durat.&lt;br /&gt;Dar iarta-ma ca inca te pastrez in gand,&lt;br /&gt;iarta-ma ca inca mai visez si ma trezesc plangand.&lt;br /&gt;Iarta-ma ca oricat mi-as dori sa-ti revad privirea, n-am cum,&lt;br /&gt;iarta-ma ca telefonul nu-ti mai suna acum.&lt;br /&gt;Iarta-ma ca-mi doresc sa fiu eu in viata ta,&lt;br /&gt;iarta-ma ca nu vreau si nu te pot uita…&lt;br /&gt;Iarta-ma..Iarta-ma tu, ca eu nu ma pot ierta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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