<?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-9039199330915870381</id><updated>2012-02-16T13:03:34.664+02:00</updated><category term='leapsa'/><category term='iubire'/><category term='libertate'/><category term='regufiu'/><category term='control'/><category term='curaj'/><category term='reactii adverse'/><category term='vicii'/><category term='sentimente'/><category term='teama'/><category term='instincte'/><title type='text'>Cand cafeaua dormea...</title><subtitle type='html'>If your eyes are alive when you read this, your vicious mind just got it!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mintivicioase.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9039199330915870381/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mintivicioase.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Zocs :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12885698087617010938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUOPNsbJ0DI/TOgoKuH0gtI/AAAAAAAAAIc/VNM-7xn4MMI/S220/39062_140638745956812_100000320612093_274563_3713372_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9039199330915870381.post-38401226985922736</id><published>2010-11-20T21:23:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T16:12:32.683+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='libertate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='curaj'/><title type='text'>cre' ca!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUOPNsbJ0DI/TOgSEze2NvI/AAAAAAAAAIY/-07SGC0-TLY/s1600/33900_136911633026023_100001215612609_233191_1432685_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUOPNsbJ0DI/TOgSEze2NvI/AAAAAAAAAIY/-07SGC0-TLY/s320/33900_136911633026023_100001215612609_233191_1432685_n.jpg" width="193" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;totdeauna am facut la fel, am vrut sa spun ceva, nu am stiut cum, inceputul a iesit total ciudat, dupa care ideile au inceput sa se lege si daca erai atent, te regaseai in ce ziceam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;80 % din ce spun oamenii e in plus, daca esti in stare sa iti dai seama care e restul de 20, ai facut ce trebuia, si asta ne situeaza la diferite nivele.&lt;/div&gt;ma gandeam cat de tare poate sa te influenteze societatea in care traiesti. te ia, te analizeaza si vede cat de tare tre sa te schimbe ca sa intri in sablonul lor, dupa care incep sa-ti bage cacaturi in cap si te bombardeaza atat de tare incat cedezi, ca te gandesti ca esti unul singur. cred ca cea mai mare capcana e sa te faca sa crezi ca nu te integrezi, singura alternativa fiind sa fii ca ei. si stai acolo si mananci rahat pt ca daca incerci sa fii diferit, nu ai certitudinea ca te urmeaza, pt ca sunt comozi. tine de natura umana sa alegi cea mai simpla cale, dar asta nu inseamna ca de aici inainte stagnam. problema e ca nu ai de unde sa sti cum reactioneaza oamenii la ceva diferit si sti cum e: never underestimate the power of stupid people in large groups!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9039199330915870381-38401226985922736?l=mintivicioase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mintivicioase.blogspot.com/feeds/38401226985922736/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mintivicioase.blogspot.com/2010/11/cre-ca.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9039199330915870381/posts/default/38401226985922736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9039199330915870381/posts/default/38401226985922736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mintivicioase.blogspot.com/2010/11/cre-ca.html' title='cre&apos; ca!'/><author><name>Zocs :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12885698087617010938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUOPNsbJ0DI/TOgoKuH0gtI/AAAAAAAAAIc/VNM-7xn4MMI/S220/39062_140638745956812_100000320612093_274563_3713372_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUOPNsbJ0DI/TOgSEze2NvI/AAAAAAAAAIY/-07SGC0-TLY/s72-c/33900_136911633026023_100001215612609_233191_1432685_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9039199330915870381.post-5267244079659703915</id><published>2010-05-29T21:59:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T22:03:01.231+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='libertate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimente'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iubire'/><title type='text'>Love this town...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; 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clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUOPNsbJ0DI/TAFi3xlqS1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/ZMfHVqtoGx8/s1600/2010_0521Fujifoto0003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUOPNsbJ0DI/TAFi3xlqS1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/ZMfHVqtoGx8/s320/2010_0521Fujifoto0003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUOPNsbJ0DI/TAFknpL26bI/AAAAAAAAAHI/w_dYKN5IRqs/s1600/2010_0514Fujifoto0004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUOPNsbJ0DI/TAFknpL26bI/AAAAAAAAAHI/w_dYKN5IRqs/s320/2010_0514Fujifoto0004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9039199330915870381-5267244079659703915?l=mintivicioase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mintivicioase.blogspot.com/feeds/5267244079659703915/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mintivicioase.blogspot.com/2010/05/love-this-town.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9039199330915870381/posts/default/5267244079659703915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9039199330915870381/posts/default/5267244079659703915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mintivicioase.blogspot.com/2010/05/love-this-town.html' title='Love this town...'/><author><name>Zocs :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12885698087617010938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUOPNsbJ0DI/TOgoKuH0gtI/AAAAAAAAAIc/VNM-7xn4MMI/S220/39062_140638745956812_100000320612093_274563_3713372_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUOPNsbJ0DI/TAFiggRmYCI/AAAAAAAAAG4/vXKPOnnYI04/s72-c/2010_0514Fujifoto0036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9039199330915870381.post-1756017903724281994</id><published>2010-05-21T23:32:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T16:23:57.242+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='instincte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimente'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iubire'/><title type='text'>Revenire</title><content type='html'>traiesc intr-un cerc vicios pe care il alimentez si nimic nu se opreste niciodata.&lt;br /&gt;acum vreau sa spun doar un lucru si cred ca niciodata n-am fost mai sincera: Mai aduceti-va si voi aminte din cand in cand sa spuneti ce simtiti! ascultati-va instinctele pt ca sunt singurul lucru&amp;nbsp;de la natura&amp;nbsp;care ne-a mai ramas.&lt;br /&gt;uite fa o chestie, o faci pt tine si daca esti sictirit mai bine las-o balta ca nu o sa mearga. incearca sa stai putin sa te gandesti ce ai tu in viata asta. mai exact, cu ce ai ramas!&amp;nbsp; eu nu am facut chiar asa, mi-a venit de la sine. defapt&amp;nbsp;ma gandeam prin cate am trecut in ultima jumatate de an si mi-am dat seama ca sunt lucruri prin care unii oameni nu trec in toata viata. inca nu stiu daca sunt norocoasa sau din contra, cert e ca trebuia sa trec prin asta ca sa capat o viziune de ansamblu&amp;nbsp;si poate dupa aia sa o dau mai departe.&amp;nbsp;nimic nu dureaza la nesfarsit, da nimic! singurul lucru care ramane esti tu! oamenii nu inteleg ca nimic din ce e material nu o sa ramana. te trezesti ca ai imbatranit si nu ai facut nimic in viata asta. nu spun ca toti trebuie sa lase&amp;nbsp;mari mosteniri omenirii, e vorba despre felul in care traiesti! nu&amp;nbsp;vreau sa realizez la 70 de ani ca&amp;nbsp;am copii, nepoti, o casa, dar in fond nu am facut mare lucru, nu sunt cu adevarat fericita. Dupa aia mori si nu o sa mai ramana nimic, doar ce e in tine! Deci uitati-va bine pt ca adevaratele averi nu sunt materiale, la modul ca nu le vezi si nu le simti, sunt spirituale. Stiu ca parerile sunt impartite si nu toti credem in reincarnare sau in alte lucruri, dar nici nu trebuie, pentru ca sunt niste lucruri pe care toti le stim, ca niste legi nescrise, se cheama instincte!&lt;br /&gt;Cred ca suntem in punctul in care singurele decizii cu adevarat bune le luam cu inima, nu cu mintea care la momentul de fata ne este manipulata din toate directiile si nu stie exact ce sa faca. Ma gandeam ca pana la urma am atatea lucruri si nu sunt recunoscatoare pt nimic. am realizat ce am vrut si nu ma simt bine.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;tot ce vreau e sa pot sa fiu capabila sa spun exact ce simt! nu mai vreau sa ma gandesc inainte, oricum e inutil, adica nu e nici o mare diferenta, nimic nu poate fi atat de rau. daca o sa provoc reactii negative nu o sa fie o surpriza. sinceritatea poate sa deranjeze uneori, daca ma uit in jur, cam tot timpu deranjeaza, dar nu vreau sa fac pe plac nimanui si de aia spun exact ce cred, chiar nu am nevoie de persoane care nu pot sa accepte ca am o parere si o spun!&lt;br /&gt;cred ca fericit ajungi sa fii cand oamenii din jurul tau sunt, cand te simti iubit si nu mai ai nevoie de nimic, atunci esti fericit. Vine din interior, nu mai incercati sa retusati exteriorul, pt&amp;nbsp;ca daca o sa se vada bine, nu inseamna ca o sa va faca sa va simtit bine! Iubiti-va ca e moca! :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9039199330915870381-1756017903724281994?l=mintivicioase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mintivicioase.blogspot.com/feeds/1756017903724281994/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mintivicioase.blogspot.com/2010/05/revenire.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9039199330915870381/posts/default/1756017903724281994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9039199330915870381/posts/default/1756017903724281994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mintivicioase.blogspot.com/2010/05/revenire.html' title='Revenire'/><author><name>Zocs :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12885698087617010938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUOPNsbJ0DI/TOgoKuH0gtI/AAAAAAAAAIc/VNM-7xn4MMI/S220/39062_140638745956812_100000320612093_274563_3713372_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9039199330915870381.post-4779208240282734000</id><published>2010-04-18T21:03:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T21:05:00.223+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leapsa'/><title type='text'>Heheee...it's allways a long way to the top</title><content type='html'>Sa vedem.... am decis sa ma las de feedback-uri deocamdata, trec la leapsa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ce carte nu ai imprumuta şi de ce? &lt;br /&gt;Magicianul alb de&amp;nbsp;Daniel Roxin. Daca nu o vad in biblioteca ma panichez :)))&lt;br /&gt;2. Ce carte nu ai recomanda si de ce? &lt;br /&gt;Pai.... tampenia aia de Ciocoii vechi si noi. Cred ca e printre putinele carti din care consider ca nu am ramas cu nimic. Ma enerveaza finalurile apoteotice.&lt;br /&gt;3. Ce carte nu ai cumpara si de ce? &lt;br /&gt;Nu as cumpara o carte care mi se impune sa o citesc. Nu vreau sa raman cu ea in biblioteca decat daca mi-a placut.&lt;br /&gt;4. Ce carti nu ai citi niciodata si de ce? &lt;br /&gt;De istorie. De ce? sa fim seriosi, cata rabdare pot sa am? =))&lt;br /&gt;5. Ce carte nu ai scrie niciodata si de ce? &lt;br /&gt;Nu as putea sa scriu Sf-uri, they're not my thing&lt;br /&gt;6. Care-ar fi prima carte pe care ai da-o, intru citire, copiilor tăi? &lt;br /&gt;Ciresarii cred, e bine daca ajung sa perceapa asa copilaria. Trezeste spiritul de aventura, am adorat cartile alea :D&lt;br /&gt;7. Care a fost cartea copilariei tale? &lt;br /&gt;Elevul Dima dintr-a saptea, sau Cismigiu &amp;amp; Co, sau Morometii &amp;nbsp;:) sunt prea multe care mi-au placut.&lt;br /&gt;8.&amp;nbsp;Cartea pe care ai făcut-o cadou ultima dată, ai citit-o? &lt;br /&gt;Da... nu cred ca as putea sa o dau altfel, am senzatia ca ma identific cu o carte pe care o fac cadou si nu vreau totusi sa fiu prost caracterizata&lt;br /&gt;9. Ce carte ti-a marcat felul de a fi? &lt;br /&gt;Magul din Carpaţi de Aryana Havah. Incepi sa vezi lumea dupa ce citesti cartea aia. Nu o sa o vezi altfel, sa o vezi! pt ca o sa zici ca inainte traiai degeaba :p&lt;br /&gt;10. Ce carte pe care ai citit-o ai lua-o cu tine pe o insulă pustie? &lt;br /&gt;Domnisoara Cristina sau nuvele gen La tiganci, Nopti la Serampore... A avut Mircea Eliade o perioada in care scria mai "dubios"&lt;br /&gt;11.&amp;nbsp;Ce carte pe care n-ai citit-o, ai risca să o iei cu tine pe o insulă pustie? &lt;br /&gt;Intre zi si noapte :) am incredere in ce imi recomanda mama&lt;br /&gt;12. Cum se numeste cartea pe care ai citit-o de cele mai multe ori? &lt;br /&gt;Invitatia la vals sau Panza de paianjen, le-am citit de 3 ori pe amandoua cred. Sunt ideale pt cand te simti mai deprimat. In loc sa mananci ciocolata, citesti una din ele. Imi place cand vad ca nu sunt singura care are de a face cu minti bolnave&lt;br /&gt;13. Numeste o carte plictisitoare. &lt;br /&gt;Romanul adolescentului miop!!! Desi am facut eforturi supraomenesti sa o termin, am lasat-o balta intr-un final. Si asta e ceva, pt ca sunt o persoana f incapatanata&lt;br /&gt;14. Numeşte-ne o carte pe care ai început-o, dar nu ai terminat-o. &lt;br /&gt;Calatoria, nu mai stiu cine a scris-o, nu ca nu mi-ar fi placut, dar am prins ideea si ma plictiseam.&lt;br /&gt;15. Povesteşte-ne cum cumperi o carte. &lt;br /&gt;citesc sfarsitul. daca e de rahat, nu o iau :)) pe bune, nu imi plac finalurile (apoteotice cum spuneam)&amp;nbsp;care explica tot. daca vad ca scrie ceva comun, ceva ce nu as putea intelege decat daca citesc toata cartea, atunci o iau&lt;br /&gt;16. La ce renunţi ca să cumperi o carte? &lt;br /&gt;La accesoriile din magazinele hippy de pe Lipscani :) e greu, dar merita. bine, asta daca merg la sigur cu cartea respectiva&lt;br /&gt;17. La ce nu renunţi ca să cumperi o carte? &lt;br /&gt;Sa zicem ca as renunta la aproape orice, pt&amp;nbsp;ca nu e nimic la pretul ala care sa-mi ofere aceeasi satisfactie&lt;br /&gt;18. Cărţile cărei edituri îţi plac cel mai mult? &lt;br /&gt;Orfeu , dar nu prea ma iau dupa editura.&lt;br /&gt;19. Cât timp a trecut de cand nu ţi-ai mai cumpărat o carte? Cum se numeşte acea ultimă carte cumpărată? &lt;br /&gt;Nu cumpar carti, sincer. Daca o sa reusesc vreodata sa termin cele 3 biblioteci pline ale mamei o sa ma consider norocoasa.&lt;br /&gt;20. Ce carte/cărţi ai împrumutat ultima dată? &lt;br /&gt;Pai seria Inuaki, reptilianul din mine. Cartile sunt..... tulburatoare e un cuvant potrivit. Oricum, incerc sa mai deschid ochii unora.&lt;br /&gt;21. Care este scriitorul român preferat? &lt;br /&gt;Mircea Eliade 100%&lt;br /&gt;22.Care este scriitorul străin preferat? &lt;br /&gt;Lemony Snicket. Am facut o obsesie pt el dupa ce am citit colectia O serie de evenimente nefericite&lt;br /&gt;23. Ecranizarea cărei cărţi ai dori să o vezi? &lt;br /&gt;La Medeleni. nu inteleg de ce nu s-a facut niciodata o ecranizare dupa cartea asta absolut superba.&lt;br /&gt;24. Numeşte o carte a cărei ecranizare ţi-a plăcut mai mult decât romanul în sine. &lt;br /&gt;Pai cred ca Harry Potter ar fi una, adica efectele sunt destul de misto. ce zic io aici? n-am citit cartea :))&lt;br /&gt;25. Numeşte o carte bună cu o ecranizare proastă. &lt;br /&gt;Codul lui DaVinci. Frumusetea sta in detalii si filmul nu reda chiar tot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cealalta leapsa o fac altadata, acum ma duc sa citesc De veghe in lanul de secara :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9039199330915870381-4779208240282734000?l=mintivicioase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mintivicioase.blogspot.com/feeds/4779208240282734000/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mintivicioase.blogspot.com/2010/04/heheeeits-allways-long-way-to-top.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9039199330915870381/posts/default/4779208240282734000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9039199330915870381/posts/default/4779208240282734000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mintivicioase.blogspot.com/2010/04/heheeeits-allways-long-way-to-top.html' title='Heheee...it&apos;s allways a long way to the top'/><author><name>Zocs :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12885698087617010938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUOPNsbJ0DI/TOgoKuH0gtI/AAAAAAAAAIc/VNM-7xn4MMI/S220/39062_140638745956812_100000320612093_274563_3713372_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9039199330915870381.post-2019356107006115579</id><published>2010-04-11T17:02:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T17:02:14.611+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='control'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='libertate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimente'/><title type='text'>Hai sa ne certam :)</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sunt doar un observator, cateodata critic, dar nu acuz pe nimeni pentru actiunile lor. E greu sa acorzi libertate cand toti credem ca le stim pe toate.&amp;nbsp;Ni se pune pata&amp;nbsp;pe niste idei care apartin altcuiva si ne credem superiori pt ca am reusit sa avem o vedere de ansamblu. Nu poti frate sa pretinzi&amp;nbsp;incredere atata timp cat nu o oferi. Suntem toti constienti ca nu putem sa ii controlam pe cei din jur? Daca da, atunci de ce tot incercam?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Gata, prea multe intrebari.&amp;nbsp;Show-ul de stand up de aseara a fost...... nu prea mai tin minte cum :)) dar stiu ca am ras ceva, si mi-am dat seama de multe lucruri bune, foarte bune, si mai sunt cateva care nu stiu la ce categorie sa le bag deocamdata. Oricum, ma bucur ca am langa mine oamenii pe care ii am si macar am invatat serios din greseli. Cred ca un singur lucru nu s-a schimbat inca in mintea mea: intotdeauna am crezut ca trebuie sa faci orice atata timp cat te face sa te simti bine si asta cred si acum. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Saptamana asta, m-am impacat cu niste oameni care au fost si continua sa fie foarte&amp;nbsp;importanti in viata mea, mi-am dat seama ce vreau (nu credeam ca se va mai intampla) si am avut cea mai misto zi de nastere ever! Mersi mult pt tot, de la cadouri pana la felul super original in care mi-ati spus La multi ani :))))&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Si ni se potriveste melodia cu care incepe Friends: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t4bwU3U7Oo0&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;The Rembrandts - I'll Be There For You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9039199330915870381-2019356107006115579?l=mintivicioase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mintivicioase.blogspot.com/feeds/2019356107006115579/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mintivicioase.blogspot.com/2010/04/hai-sa-ne-certam.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9039199330915870381/posts/default/2019356107006115579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9039199330915870381/posts/default/2019356107006115579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mintivicioase.blogspot.com/2010/04/hai-sa-ne-certam.html' title='Hai sa ne certam :)'/><author><name>Zocs :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12885698087617010938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUOPNsbJ0DI/TOgoKuH0gtI/AAAAAAAAAIc/VNM-7xn4MMI/S220/39062_140638745956812_100000320612093_274563_3713372_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9039199330915870381.post-6918556797937481543</id><published>2010-04-03T22:25:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T20:44:17.854+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='instincte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimente'/><title type='text'>Can u feel?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Te-am vazut de cateva ori prin preajma mea, dar nu m-a preocupat niciodata sa stiu cine esti.&amp;nbsp;Acum ca ma&amp;nbsp;uit, imi dau seama ca nu te cunosc deloc. Nu pot sa zic ca simt ceva pentru tine, cateodata te iubesc, dar&amp;nbsp;nu pot sa inteleg cum de te suport tot timpul langa mine. Tot ce pot sa fac e sa te folosesc, pana cand o sa pot sa stiu ce esti, ce vrei si ce poti! As fi in stare de orice ca sa pot sa patrund in adancul fiintei tale, sa iti cunosc limitele, sa ma simt vie prin faptul ca am controlul. Si totusi nu pot, niciodata nu o sa pot, doar fractiuni de secunda, pt. care imi sacrific tot restul trairilor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ma arunc in gol.... Stiu ca daca vreau sa ajung la tine, trebuie sa renunt la a fii om, trebuie sa depasesc frica, si sa ma afund in propriile sentimente, oricat de negative ar fii ele. Poate ca imi fac rau, dar am incredere ca sunt pe drumul cel bun.&amp;nbsp;Incet, incet ma&amp;nbsp;cuprinde o senzatie de groaza si sunt gata sa renunt. Imi vin in minte o mie de motive pentru care trebuie sa ma opresc. Nu&amp;nbsp;am idee&amp;nbsp;unde as putea ajunge si nu m-a asigurat nimeni ca o sa fie mai bine dupa ce o sa stiu cine e persoana la care ma uit. Din acest punct lucrurile merg in virtutea inertiei...&amp;nbsp; Deodata nu imi mai e frica, defapt ajung sa cred ca am reusit. Ma inunda un val de fericire, nu mai exista nimic in jur, si da, acum nu mai sunt un om. Sunt EU! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Pacat ca dureaza atat de putin, revin la conditia de muritor... chestia asta provoaca dependenta, defapt e exact genul de senzatie care ti-o provoaca drogurile.&amp;nbsp;E atat de pur si de real.&amp;nbsp;Ma sperie, inseamna ca toata existenta mea e o minciuna bine spusa, eu defapt nu ajung sa ma cunosc niciodata. Dar cand o sa stiu cine e persoana pe care o vad&amp;nbsp;o sa fi&amp;nbsp;atins nebunia probabil...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mi-am dat seama intr-un tarziu ca e inutil sa incerc sa ma regasesc... Fizic nu ai cum, substantele nu ajuta, iti provoaca o senzatie inselatoare, iar psihic imi fac rau pentru ca nu stiu niciodata ce e real si ce e parte din jocul mintii umane. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Dincolo de sabloanele civilizatiei, de dogme si prejudecati, exista ESENTA fiecaruia, dar deocamdata tot ce poti sa faci e sa speri si sa continui sa te arunci in gol...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Va las cu versurile din Hooverphonic - Mad about you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUOPNsbJ0DI/S7eTS5xuMsI/AAAAAAAAAD4/BYt_mOt6JFY/s1600/bungee-jumping-in-new-zealand2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUOPNsbJ0DI/S7eTS5xuMsI/AAAAAAAAAD4/BYt_mOt6JFY/s200/bungee-jumping-in-new-zealand2.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Feel the vibe, feel the terror, feel the pain,&lt;/div&gt;It's driving me insane.&lt;br /&gt;I can't fake, &lt;br /&gt;For God's sake why am i driving in the wrong lane&lt;br /&gt;trouble is my middle name, but in the end I'm not too bad&lt;br /&gt;Can someone tell me if it's wrong to be so mad...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9039199330915870381-6918556797937481543?l=mintivicioase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mintivicioase.blogspot.com/feeds/6918556797937481543/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mintivicioase.blogspot.com/2010/04/can-u-feel.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9039199330915870381/posts/default/6918556797937481543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9039199330915870381/posts/default/6918556797937481543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mintivicioase.blogspot.com/2010/04/can-u-feel.html' title='Can u feel?'/><author><name>Zocs :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12885698087617010938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUOPNsbJ0DI/TOgoKuH0gtI/AAAAAAAAAIc/VNM-7xn4MMI/S220/39062_140638745956812_100000320612093_274563_3713372_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUOPNsbJ0DI/S7eTS5xuMsI/AAAAAAAAAD4/BYt_mOt6JFY/s72-c/bungee-jumping-in-new-zealand2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9039199330915870381.post-8944042557756661197</id><published>2010-03-28T22:11:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T18:21:45.720+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I write since I've learned to cry</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Imi rasuna in&amp;nbsp;cap de ceva timp acordurile de la The man who sold the world - Nirvana,&amp;nbsp; parca mintea mea ar asculta melodia, dar eu nu am nici o treaba cu asta.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Da, stiu ca nu am mai scris, dar nu am simtit ca trebuie, nici acum nu simt. O fac pt tine, da sincer nu stiu daca ajuta la ceva, o sa-ti dai seama mai incolo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUOPNsbJ0DI/S6-pBwgC-lI/AAAAAAAAADw/NHryjSzC2wM/s1600/i+love+u+bitch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUOPNsbJ0DI/S6-pBwgC-lI/AAAAAAAAADw/NHryjSzC2wM/s200/i+love+u+bitch.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Nu vrea sa te raneasca dar&amp;nbsp;nici sa te aiba inapoi, nu o intereseaza, se joaca doar, sti cum e, nu poti sa nu ai nici o ocupatie.&amp;nbsp; Ce a fost inainte nu a fost o minciuna, dar daca ar mai fii sa fie ceva acum, ar fi doar un joc, din care&amp;nbsp;tu o sa iesi afectat nu ea. Prin tot ce spune la adresa ta (chiar daca indirect) incearca sa te tina inca legat de ea, pt ca ii da o siguranta, e o chestie de background pt restul planurilor. Nu pot sa inteleg cum accepti sa fii tratat ca o jucarie, chiar ai impresia ca mai controlezi ceva? nici pe tine nu te controlezi, trebuie sa te mai trezesc din cand in cand. Serios, incheie odata povestea. Ma gandesc ce ar fii facut el acum. Probabil&amp;nbsp;ar fii zis ceva de genu: "Imi bag **, io nu stau sa ma gandesc la tampenii deastea mai mult de 3 minute, deci mai departe."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;P.S. : Iti dedic Spike - Sub papuc S.R.L &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9039199330915870381-8944042557756661197?l=mintivicioase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mintivicioase.blogspot.com/feeds/8944042557756661197/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mintivicioase.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-write-since-ive-learned-to-cry.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9039199330915870381/posts/default/8944042557756661197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9039199330915870381/posts/default/8944042557756661197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mintivicioase.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-write-since-ive-learned-to-cry.html' title='I write since I&apos;ve learned to cry'/><author><name>Zocs :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12885698087617010938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUOPNsbJ0DI/TOgoKuH0gtI/AAAAAAAAAIc/VNM-7xn4MMI/S220/39062_140638745956812_100000320612093_274563_3713372_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QUOPNsbJ0DI/S6-pBwgC-lI/AAAAAAAAADw/NHryjSzC2wM/s72-c/i+love+u+bitch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9039199330915870381.post-5770688395329505855</id><published>2010-03-07T20:23:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T20:49:48.717+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='libertate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reactii adverse'/><title type='text'>Ultima tigara</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;postul nu are nici o legatura cu ultima tigara. doar ca m-a facut sa ma gandesc faptul ca ne sperie ideea de "ultim" ceva.&amp;nbsp;vorbeam cu Cosmin si a spus din greseala: gata, asta e ultima tigara! da, a fost o greseala, pt ca urmatoarele cuvinte au fost: Doamne fereste! scuze, &lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;nu&lt;/span&gt; asta vroiam sa spun :)) e conceptul de 'stat de vorba&amp;nbsp;la o tigara' nu altceva. defapt e teama de a iesi din niste tipare proprii. ma uitam la reactiile oamenilor cand sunt obligati sa isi schimbe modul de viata. nu ca as sti eu mai bine ce sa fac, dar nu dau atata importanta. e de la miserupismul caracteristic generatiei. whatever, I'm tired to listen to them. am ajuns in punctul in care daca nu stiu din experienta proprie ca o afirmatie e adevarata, nu o consider decat o adunatura de cuvinte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; libertatea nu inseamna numai sa nu depinzi de nimeni, e mai important sa nu depinda nimeni de tine.&amp;nbsp; si asta e motivul pentru care&amp;nbsp;nu sunt complet libera. o sa am grija sa fiu. da, eu am creat senzatia de dependenta intre noi, da asa cum am facut-o pot sa o si distrug, inainte sa ma distruga ea pe mine. ma enerveaza doar ca in momentul de fata daca eu fac un pas spre tine, tu faci 100 spre mine. ma enerveaza ca trebuie sa ma chinui sa ma simt libera si ma enerveaza ca ma enerveaza! ca imi ocupa timpul aiurea si ca nu pot fi eu, pentru ca eu prin definitie sunt libera. cum as putea sa am incredere in tine cand simt ca nu te cunosc? stai, poate nu vreau sa te cunosc :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; trecand la altceva, ziua a fost bestiala. noaptea o sa fie la fel, pt ca de ce sa pierzi timpul dormind cand defapt singurele nopti pe care ti le amintesti sunt cele in care ai fost treaz, macar partial :)) poti sa faci mai mult decat iti imaginezi si daca sti asta poti sa faci si mai multe....&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;acum ma duc sa fac multe :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; si daca&amp;nbsp;ii aluneca cumva mana pe link-ul blogului meu cui nu e cazu, sper ca&amp;nbsp;esti constienta&amp;nbsp;ca nu sunt genul de persoana care cedeaza fara o lupta buna si nevoia de putere nu se 'rezolva' atat de usor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9039199330915870381-5770688395329505855?l=mintivicioase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mintivicioase.blogspot.com/feeds/5770688395329505855/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mintivicioase.blogspot.com/2010/03/ultima-tigara.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9039199330915870381/posts/default/5770688395329505855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9039199330915870381/posts/default/5770688395329505855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mintivicioase.blogspot.com/2010/03/ultima-tigara.html' title='Ultima tigara'/><author><name>Zocs :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12885698087617010938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUOPNsbJ0DI/TOgoKuH0gtI/AAAAAAAAAIc/VNM-7xn4MMI/S220/39062_140638745956812_100000320612093_274563_3713372_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9039199330915870381.post-293983461804500702</id><published>2010-02-23T22:14:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T22:20:02.263+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='libertate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reactii adverse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leapsa'/><title type='text'>Reactii adverse la indulcitoare!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;pai , propozitiile nu se incep cu pai. ok! Pai in primul rand sa-mi achit datoriile cu leapsa de la Cosmin:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;5 expresii pe care le folosesti prea des:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;cineva o sa fie foarte nervos si nu sunt eu ala...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;fac pipi :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;nu ma enerva, inca nu mi-am baut cafeaua!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;nu eram eu, ti s-a parut....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;mancam si io un rahat aicia! hai sa mancam pe rand macar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;5 fraze care&amp;nbsp;te caracterizeaza&amp;nbsp;or whatever:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;nu exista altcineva pe care sa poti tortura? ba da,&amp;nbsp;dar te prefer pe tine :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;orice revolutie a fost la inceput doar un gand in mintea cuiva&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cel care crede ca le stie pe toate&amp;nbsp;este foarte enervant, mai ales pt&amp;nbsp;noi, cei&amp;nbsp;care oricum le stim pe toate&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;foarte multi oameni isi petrec viata culcandu-se cand nu le e somn si trezindu-se cand le este!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;fiecare om cu pasarica lui, numa eu cu stolu :)) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;reactii adverse pentru ca sunt diferita, pentru ca nu pot, nu vreau si nu trebuie sa accept gandirile limitate ale unora cu care nu am nimic in comun, si da, reactiile sunt foarte interesante din moment ce tehnica persuasiva a "pupatului in cur" nu merge, deja nici nu se mai intreaba de ce indulcitoarele nu functioneaza, concluzia finala: e nebuna frate, eu ma port frumos si ea nimic! &amp;nbsp;ah...&amp;nbsp; scuze da am simtit nevoia sa aleg o alta cale. see you there :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9039199330915870381-293983461804500702?l=mintivicioase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mintivicioase.blogspot.com/feeds/293983461804500702/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mintivicioase.blogspot.com/2010/02/reactii-adverse-la-indulcitoare.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9039199330915870381/posts/default/293983461804500702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9039199330915870381/posts/default/293983461804500702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mintivicioase.blogspot.com/2010/02/reactii-adverse-la-indulcitoare.html' title='Reactii adverse la indulcitoare!'/><author><name>Zocs :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12885698087617010938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUOPNsbJ0DI/TOgoKuH0gtI/AAAAAAAAAIc/VNM-7xn4MMI/S220/39062_140638745956812_100000320612093_274563_3713372_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9039199330915870381.post-666898328440998009</id><published>2010-02-21T20:41:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T20:37:56.233+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vicii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='instincte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='control'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='libertate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='regufiu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iubire'/><title type='text'>Schimb de vicii</title><content type='html'>...sau schimb de pareri despre vicii. Tu la ce te gandesti cand auzi de vicii?&lt;br /&gt;Cand aud , am zambetul ala imens si siret/pervers. Viciu e noaptea , care o astept tigara cu tigara ,dar cand vine, se duce cat clipesc,si iar mai vreau ,viciu e vara aia a mea ,care nu se va repeta niciodata,dar cel mai important pentru mine ca viciu este LOVE , chiar daca prefer o injunghiere , tot la ea revin , tot ochii si zambetul ei ma atrag.(Silviu)&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, vicii, un simplu cuvant, un inteles atat de amplu, o semnificatie diferita pentru fiecare din noi, o dependenta psihica ce te apasa si vezi ca maine tu faci la fel, acelasi obicei ce iti produce placere, ce te lasa sa iti atingi&amp;nbsp;gandurile maxime&amp;nbsp;si nu vrei sa mai iesi din capcana care e evident acolo si sti dar te atrage mai mult si tot mai mult ca un trandafir pin de venin, frumos dar mortal, ca o iubire interzisa, ca o coala de hartie pentru un suflet de artist…(Mihnea)&lt;br /&gt;Viciile? Pai e simplu. Viciul este o nevoie sau un obicei care te costa. Timp, bani, sentimente.... Orice. E ceva ce iti satisface o dorinta sau un vis... Totul se rezuma la tine. Viciul te ajuta sau te distruge... E o chestie random, nu sti ce se va intampla. Viata e un viciu... Oamenii pot deveni vicii, daca le acorzi prea multa incredere sau respect...(Cosmin)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Good, I couldn't say it better myself....wait! Yes I could&amp;nbsp;:)&amp;nbsp;Insa mi-a placut un lucru, chiar daca sunteti baieti nu s-a referit nimeni la vicii ca la niste substante, in general se insista pe ideea unei persoane&amp;nbsp;care provoaca o pasiune obsesiva, pentru ca nu pot sa zic ca voi acolo vorbeati de iubire, sunt mai mult efectele unor iluzii, tot o lupta de dominare. Cat de detasat&amp;nbsp;scrie Cosmin, care ieri zicea ca oamenii o iau razna din 3 motive: dupa bani, din iubire, sau din lipsa de iubire. Nu ma iau de tine in postu asta, stai calm. Mihnea are voie sa&amp;nbsp;vorbeasca de iubire, la el e.... altceva :)) si Silviu e oricum un romantic incurabil. Vreau sa vad parerile fetelor, sa zicem ca post-ul se continua la comment-uri. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cat despre ce cred eu... Oamenii fug de realitate in vicii. II fac sa iasa din banal, din rutina, sau sa se simta liberi, mai buni, ei insisi. Te influenteaza atat de mult incat uiti scopul initial si tot restul devin niste accesorii ale vietii tale. Poate sunt vicii mascate, dar nimeni nu o sa poata sa iti zica vreodata ca nu are nici un viciu! &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EZaT5PBvmuU"&gt;Cheloo feat. Bitza - Vicii&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9039199330915870381-666898328440998009?l=mintivicioase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mintivicioase.blogspot.com/feeds/666898328440998009/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mintivicioase.blogspot.com/2010/02/schimb-de-vicii.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9039199330915870381/posts/default/666898328440998009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9039199330915870381/posts/default/666898328440998009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mintivicioase.blogspot.com/2010/02/schimb-de-vicii.html' title='Schimb de vicii'/><author><name>Zocs :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12885698087617010938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUOPNsbJ0DI/TOgoKuH0gtI/AAAAAAAAAIc/VNM-7xn4MMI/S220/39062_140638745956812_100000320612093_274563_3713372_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9039199330915870381.post-4069753916915894993</id><published>2010-02-20T18:30:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T18:17:53.039+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='instincte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='control'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='curaj'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='regufiu'/><title type='text'>Got confused bitches</title><content type='html'>Desi a fost greu, am ajuns in respectabila stare in care nu mai stiu! that's right, I got confused. Prea multe situatii si persoane care apar aiurea si cu care nu stiu ce sa fac, parca nu imi mai decid eu soarta. Intotdeauna am crezut ca tu atragi intr-un fel sau altul intamplarile si oamenii, dar in ultimul timp parca eu sunt cea chemata de... ei cred.&amp;nbsp; Nu pot sa zic ca nu-mi place dar pierderea controlului te debusoleaza putin...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Am vrut sa ma regasesc si m-am dus la metrou :) eh, cred ca a mers... am stat un timp si m-am uitat in jurul meu, dupa care m-am afundat intr-o visare periculos de reala. am vazut un tip pe celalalt peron caruia i-a cazut ceasul pe sine. a coborat, l-a luat si s-a urcat inapoi, dupa care mi-a zambit si s-a urcat in metroul care tocmai venise.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nu inteleg de ce parea ca sunt singura care a vazut ceva, dar cred ca a fost exact lucrul care m-a trezit la realitate. Nu am pierdut controlul, nu am fost niciodata nici macar pe punctul de a o face, insa nici nu am fost in stare sa-mi amintesc ca mi-am dorit lucruri mult mai mari decat puteam duce, si a trebuit sa fiu capabila sa ma descurc cu ele, inainte sa le primesc. Tot ce "am pierdut" aparent mi-am dat seama acum ca erau lucruri inutile, de umplutura si prea superficiale ca sa poata sa ma faca sa ma simt realizata. Normal ca am suferit pentru persoane, dar daca nu as fi facut anumite greseli poate le-as fi facut mai tarziu pe niste oamenii mult mai valorosi, nu-i asa Cosmin? ;)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cred ca se regaseste multa lume in postu asta....&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It's all about the way it makes you feel and it's allways been like that. Faci lucrurile pe care le faci pt ca ai o satisfactie pana la urma, si toata manipularea are un scop, oricat de mult ai spune tu ca o faci de placere... si incearca sa nu te mai gandesti la tipu de la metrou. a stiut ce vrea, si a actionat.&amp;nbsp; randul tau!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9039199330915870381-4069753916915894993?l=mintivicioase.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mintivicioase.blogspot.com/feeds/4069753916915894993/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mintivicioase.blogspot.com/2010/02/got-confused-bitches.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9039199330915870381/posts/default/4069753916915894993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9039199330915870381/posts/default/4069753916915894993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mintivicioase.blogspot.com/2010/02/got-confused-bitches.html' title='Got confused bitches'/><author><name>Zocs :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12885698087617010938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QUOPNsbJ0DI/TOgoKuH0gtI/AAAAAAAAAIc/VNM-7xn4MMI/S220/39062_140638745956812_100000320612093_274563_3713372_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
