SHIT !

YEAH! SHIT!
Ce?! Ce s'a intamplat? Ma intrebi ce s'a intamplat?
Trebuie sa port ochelari :(... Da.. pai am fost cu maicamea :)) la control.. bla bla mi'a verificat dioptriile (tin sa mentionez ca mi'a pus niste picaturi in ochi, pt a'mi dilata pupilele *e nevoie mai incolo de acest aspect care este*) si pana mea... SUNT MIOAPA ! :] ce interesant :)) ... Dar nu vreaaaau !!! Nu'mi statea bine cu nici o pereche ... :( Si nu e vorba numai de aspect... pur si simplu nu cred ca mi se potrivesc.. Nu sunt genu :)) !!! Oricum daca nu'i port, in curand voi ajunge aproape chioara datorita miopiei mele foarte mari... Fara aplauze ! =(( Si btw... maine o sa fie gata... si o sa merg sa'i iau.. si o sa ... nu stiu.. dar nu o sa fie prea placut ! :] aaa.. si apropo de pupilele mele dilatate, da asa, deci, cand am fost in skate park, se uita toata lumea ciudat la mine pentru ca aveam o pupila minuscula si una imensa. Ha'ha :] I'm a monster noow, waaazaaaap?! :]
*Eating your brain* What did u just said?
- after 10 seconds. -
*Buuuuurp* Aweesomeee.. :))

Adevarul si numai adevarul.

Da. Am sa marturisesc tot. ESTE O NEDREPTATE !

Nu se mai poate asa ceva. Ok sa incep:

Luni, eram cu Aracet la scoala, in pauza, mergang la magazin. Pe drum, apare Andreea cerandu'ne sa mergem cu ea sa fumeze undeva unde nu ne va vedea nimeni. Am zis ok, ca doar mai facusem asta de atatea ori. Ajunse la locul faptei, Aracet si Andreea si'au aprins cate o pufaitoare, insa eu am refuzat. La un moment dat, printr'un gang, apare diriga'mea. Aracet a zbierat: diriga!, comanda la care cele doua au aruncat instantaneu tigarea. Prea tarziu, diriga vazuse totul. A inceput sa urle sa mergem in clasa, dar spre mirarea mea, mie nu mi'a spus nimic... In clasa, la ora de matematica, diriga a ridicat'o in picioare pe Aracet, amenintand'o cu nota scazuta la purtare si asa mai departe, facandu'i o morala de zile mari, dupa care a insistat sa vina mama ei la scoala. Zis si facut, numai ca declaratia lu' Aracet era cu totu' alta... Nu este nevoie sa o povestesc, insa a doua zi, diriga si Aracet au purtat o discutie foarte... picanta. Ok trecand peste toate, joi alta faza... Incepeam la 2, pentru ca nu faceam fizica, motivul nu este cunoscut. Avand destul timp liber, Aracet si inca o colega, Ioana au vrut sa vina la mine, iar eu am fost de acord. Au venit la mine, am vorbit putin, apoi Sabina m'a intrebat daca poate fuma. Normal, am vrut toate, asa ca m'am dus s'o intreb pe mama daca ne imprumuta cateva tigari, si pana la urma a acceptat. Se facuse 1:25, iar interfonul suna. Era Gabi, un coleg cu care trebuia sa mergem la scoala. Ne'am incaltat si am iesit pe usa. Ne'am intalnit cu el, am vorbit, chestii, iar cand mai aveam cativa metri pana la scoala, ne'am descis sa le sunam pe Ana si Iulia, pentru a vedea daca ele vin la tehnologie. Da, pai, aveam tehnologie prima ora si tipa vroia sa ne asculte si bla bla, si cum si ele doua chiuleau, am decis sa mergem prin cartier, sa stam la o barfa, etc. Zis si facut, dar si mai true, pe drum ne'am intalnit cu Deniz, alt coleg, piticu' meu iemo :> =)), asa si ne'am gandit sa mergem la o scara mai retrasa, pana mea. Cand am ajuns acolo, Ioana a scos din buzunar o tigara. Eu si Sabina ne'am uitat cam stramb la tigara, dar eu am acceptat un fum, iar Gaby, ultima pufaitura. Ne'am facut comozi pe treptele murdare, iar peste cateva minute, vedem cum iese din scara blocului directoarea scolii, sictirita si intepata ca de obicei cu un zambet batjocoritor la inaintare, adresandu'se Ioanei: - E buna tigarea?

Dupa cateva fractiuni de tacere, glasul Ioanei trepida:

- Ce tigara?

- Hai ca stii tu! V'am urmarit de la geam. Maine toti sa veniti cu parintii la scoala.

Apoi bociferari in lant si proteste:

- Dar noi ce am facut?

- Dar voi ce ora aveti acum?

Aracet reactiona rapid si zise:

- Fizica, dar nu facem.

- Ok, raspunse directoarea. Atunci doar voi doi cu parintii maine!

Apoi pleca in pasi repezi la fel cum aparuse.

- Hai sa plecam! isi dadu Ana cu parerea.

- Nu! Daca plecam, o sa creada ca mergem in alta parte sa fumam. fu raspunsul lui Aracet, cu siguranta cel mai credibil.

Asa ca am stat acolo pana la fara 10, distrandu'ne si ascultand muzica, ca toti adolescentii de varsta noastra...

La scoala, urmatoarea ora era de muzica (am ales sa trec peste bastoanele primite de la domnul gardian). Intre timp am aflat ca doamna profesoara de tehnologie nici macar nu a pus absenta, normal, motiv de bucurie pentru acuzati. La ora intra directoarea cu o fata pe care pur si simplu nu o pot explica. Era ceva... iritare combinata cu sictir... ciudat, si zice:

- Ce ati avut ora trecuta?

La care colegii mei schizofrenici:

- Tehnologie, au raspuns ei in cor.

Dupa raspunsul dureros, care a spulberat orice speranta din sufletul nostru, am plecat cu totii ochi in pamant, in semn de rusine.

- Da? Deci nu fizica. Foarte bine. Maine toti cu parintii la scoala! si iesi 'ca o doamna' din clasa, urmata de profa de muzica.

Peste cateva minute, minute in care toti ne'am adunat in cerc, cu inima batand sa ne sparga pieptul cu 500 la ora, ne framantam ce putem face. Usa scartai, iar profa de muzica intra alba la fata, si incepu:

- Vai mie, ce am auzit. Nu'mi vine sa cred. 7B'u nu ma asteptam. Mi'a spus doamna directoare ca au chiulit cativa elevi, si o fata fuma (desigur toti se gandeau la mine sau la Aracet, in nici un caz la Ioana). Copii, o sa iasa cu scandal, cu chiulul, fumatul, absentele, etc.

Aceste cuvinte nu ne'au ajutat mai deloc, ba defapt, ne'au speriat si mai tare. Pentru cateva minute, cu totii am simtit ca vine apocalipsa, si nu a fost deloc placut! Dupa ora de muzica, nu ne'a mai spus nimeni nimic legat de incident, dar am decis sa mergem impreuna la directoare sa stam de vorba cu ea. Pacat ca ea ne'a dat afara. Nu ar fii fost chiar atat de rau daca secretarea aceea idioata cu mainile in san si zambet malefic ar fi lipsit cu totul din peisaj. Dupa cateva ore, urma cea mai terifianta, ora cu diriga. Cand aceasta intra in clasa, bataile inimilor noastre se amplificara si mai mult, si mai mult... Spre marea noastra mirare, diriga nu stia absolut nimic. Pur si simplu am rasuflat usurati. Si.. mai tarziu orele s'au terminat.. Am plecat acasa, unde ne'am framantat ce ne facem, daca sa le zicem parintilor sau nu, avand in vedere ca a doua zi, prima ora aveam cu directoare. Ce viata, nu?! Am hotarat impreuna sa nu zica nimeni nimic, decat cei care au fumat. Si asa a fost. A doua zi directoarea a inceput a vorbi pe un ton atat de... nu stiu cum sa'l descriu... sictirit:
- Unde sunt parintii ?
Si se facu liniste... iar noi am intepenit cu ochii in pamant. 1 secunda mai tarziu, Ana trase aer in piept si ridica mana, increzatoare. A inceput sa vorbeasca pe un ton hotarat:
- Stiti, noi am chiulit pentru ca la tehnologie nu avem manuale si profesoara trebuia sa ne asculte, si am preferat absenta in loc de 4. Deci care este problema?
Directoarea tacu, apoi ne intreba pe fiecare. Tacere... Intrerupta mai apoi tot de glasul ei:
- Bun, atunci miercuri cu parintii la scoala la ora 17:oo. Clar?
Nu primi nici un raspuns...
Apoi am trecut la lectie fara alte explicatii.
Si asta a fost.

Dar eu nu stiu ce sa fac. Pauza urmatoare mi'a venit o idee de discurs care suna cam asa, pentru ca facuse o afirmatie si anume ca parintii nu ne'ar lasa sa fumam daca ar stii:
- Stiti ceva? Pe mine mama ma lasa sa fumez in casa si de aceea nu fumez la scoala. Dar asta nu este problema dumneavoastra. Noi i'am zis ioanei sa termine ca pnm dar ea nu nu nu. Si am lasat'o. Noi ce vina mai avem? Toti turcii aceia care vin o data pe luna la scoala si iau 1 in teza si ii treceti clasa, si noi gata sa venim cu parintii. Si in plus, daca un elev nu este prezent la ora, este responsabilitatea profesorului sa puna absente, nu cum a facut doamna profesoara de tehnologie, iar la 10 absente nemotivate, se scade un punct la purtare. Sunt de acord cu acesti termeni si conditii. Ce vreti mai mult?
Luni sunt de servici pe scoala de dupa-amiaza, si am franceza de la 12 la 1.. Cred ca o sa ma duc numai ca sa ii spun in fata toate astea, chit ca voi inrautati situatia.
IMI SUSTIN NEVINOVATIA !!!
Scoala de ratati.
:)

Cum zice si o melodie: 'Si'mi tii morala, cum sa fiu la scoala.. Adu'ti aminte erai la fel...'

Apocalipsa?

Ei bine, nu! Dar asta nu inseamna ca nu trebuie sa ne facem griji! Situatia sta cam asa (in viziunea mea):
Ce dr*cu' e cu toti cocalarii aia narcisisti da pa haicinci si toate pitzipoancele 'stilate' catarate pe cele mai inalte tocuri cu o atitudine superficiala ce variaza intre 2000 si 2500 de metri altitudine ?! Nu dau exemple, pentru asta exista site'uri specializate in domeniu. Revenind, pana si apocalipsa s'a speriat si ne'a abandonat exact in etapa finala. Cum e posibil asa ceva? Si acum te intrebi, care e scopul? Paaai scopul este acela de a elucida misterul. Eu una nu mai inteleg nimic! ) Ar trebui sa ne ingrijoreze numarul ridicat de specimene cu un IQ sub limita inferioara, indeajuns cat sa incepem sa'l exploatam sau ar trebui sa'i lasam sa se bucure de 'nimicurile' vietii, precum valoarea lor? Sau poate apocalipsa, sfarsitul lumii, isi pregateste ultima lovitura, lovitura fatala (daca da, speram sa nu fie durere). Faza ramane de vazut, insa as prefera niste pareri si sfaturi in legatura cu cocalarii... cum le putem face fata. Pe mine ma calca pe nervi. Si probabil nu sunt singura. Defapt asta era pana acum. Si pentru a ma contrazice pe mine insami (dubla personalitate) eu incep sa cred ca ei sunt mai fericiti decat restul. De ce? Pai... mie asa mi se pare. :D Si acum ca ambele puncte de vedere sa aibe un numitor comun, fericirea lor uneori e... cu adevarat... enervanta... Deci... acum... eu una as prefera apocalipsa... e mai simplu si mai... comod! xD
And... f*ck my life,
Dark Passion.

Amintiri.!

Amintiri...

O tigara aprinsa, si-un pumn de vise,
Lacrimi sterse printre cateva amintiri scrise,
Un vers uitat intr-un ghiozdan prafuit,
Scrum stins, imprastiat... si-un chibrit.

Prin minte strafulgerate, inimi rasfirate,
Spulberate, incet frante, suparate,
In cautarea unui nou drum,
Lasand in urma numai ceata.. fum.

O foaie goala, din cartea unor copii
In zbor de randunele, culori vii,
Se umple pagina insangerata
Cu rani, zgarieturi.. insetata.

Culori de curcubeu, maini impreunate
Rosii trandafiri, vieti mereu legate,
Maturitatea, nelipsit capitol primejdios
Impreuna, pentru tot ce-a fost frumos.

O geanta veche, cu ganduri plina
Iti dedic tie, credinta deplina,
Rasare din pod, pe un val de creatie,
Invaluind mintea - pura imaginatie.

Melc de mare, cules incet
Ascunde inlauntrul sau al marii secret,
Printre valuri s-au ascuns si ele
Visele mele...

New entry.

Sorry for not writing for so long. :D I don't have any news for you... but i'll try. Let me think:
- I went to skate park, where I met my old friends... yeah... it was so cool. We enjoyed ourselves, like we did this summer but we missed each other so much that we almost started crying at a Biiiiiig hug! :-x
- At school things doesn't work so good. I mean I truly HATE school. Why?! It's sooooo boring!!! It should be illegal :)). Sorry, but nothing new... I have a lot of homework :( I can't even breath... Now, I'm so tired that I can barely keep my eyes open. :
- I'm so .... 'happy' . Tomorrow I will wake up at 7:30 .... F.M.L. !!!!
- Btw, I fought again with that friend .... Ohhh... i mean, i'm mad at him... but ofc he doesn't know, because I'm too lame to tell him. Yeah, now judge me bishis ! :-w Joke. :))
- Today I could almost fell asleep at school.
- I'm a little depressed, because everybody is happy, in love, bla bla, EXCEPT ME ! x((
Life sux. My life sux.!
- A few minutes ago I tried to watch at an episode of America's Best Dance Crew.. but I couldn't ... so tired :(

Summer 2009:
- O tigara aprinsa, si-un pumn de vise
Lacrimi sterse printre cateva amintiri scrise
Un vers uitat intr-un ghiozdan prafuit
Scrum stins, imprastiat... si-un chibrit.

This is what I wrote last night ! :D

SORRY FOR BEING BORING ! :(

I gtg goo to sleep ! :D Byeee

School sucks, Fuck my life, Love you,
Dark Passion.

Top 17 things

Top 17 things you didn't know about me ! I think.. :-?


17. Even if I'm blonde, I'm not stupid;
16. I smoke;
15. I love taking pictures;
14. I love drawing;
13. I don't listen only rock;
12. My favourite band is Skillet;
11. I love the tv show 'Two and a half men';
10. I'm afraid of spiders;
9. I never fall in love at the first sight;
8. My only wish is .. some happines and peace;
7. I would do anything for my friends;
6. I still believe in Santa Claus;
5. I hate my dad;
4. I didn't have a happy childhood;
3. I'm crazy about love songs;
2. I'm emo inside! :D
1. Number 6 was a joke :]] ! :))

Try not to judge me, before you know me ! :-j

Back to school !

Yeah... back to school, UNFORTUNATELY ?! for me yes... guess why ! Because I won't be able to see him so often 8- .. BUT.. always that fuckin` but :)) i still love him... and i'm glad I will see my lovely mate.. Yeah... I couldn't see him all summer :( And I really missed him... why?! because we are good friends... he understands me ! I hate some of my teachers... don't ask me why.. they are absolutely annoying 8- Lucky me.. 8- And coming back to him... Yeah... i won't be able to see him.. just in weekends.. and then the winter will come, and I will spend every moment of my 'beautiful and amazing' life in front of my computer... LUCKY ME ! And btw... my other mates are so stupid, and imature... I HATE THEM ! SCREW YOU, BITCHES ! :-w
Ohh.. come on.. F.M.L. :

School sucks,
Dark Passion

In love again.

Yeah... that's right ! I'm in love again... but hey wait ! Unfortunately, (hold on) is not the right person. Why ?! Well, i don't know. I'm not the kind of girl he likes... he doesn't love me etc etc. But... there is a BUT like ever... We spent a lot of time together... we have memories together... I love him... He doesn`t... Lucky me. Always happens this way. Well... i can still dream. :P You know... is a great sensation... dreaming out loud in every minute, hoping one day they will come true. I know him for 2 years, I like everything about him, like the way he talks, the way he acts, the way he looks... I love him so much that I would even give my life for him, even if it sounds .. stupid ?! yeah... i know, maybe you will think that i'm idiot, but i`m not ! This is what I feel :-<>:D<
That was supossed to be my love story! : God, damn it .. 8- NOT AGAIN ?! What?! I suffered many times.. u know.. love trouble ! :-J
F.M.L. !

Heeey you ! :*

Sorry for being busy for soo long.... BUT I have so much to tell you... abooout... uhm... me :P my life... All the stupid (?!) things i've done. ;-x So... I will start here...

A few weeks ago, I've been to the moutains :-@ with my parents... It was boring, but funny in the same time. I mean, sometimes it's so great to spend some time with your family, with no stress. I visited monastires, a fortress, I've seen great places, 'n other boring :-? stuffs... I was lucky for having my sister... Btw we stayed in Bicaz, near Ceahlau... The landscapes were so damn amazin'. I enjoyed.... but u know, I missed my friends so much. But they didn't miss me !:)) haha'... Actually i don't really know... :)) If you want to see some pics' ... They're up there :* ... This is Izvoru Muntelui lake. It was amazing. Hope i'm not boring . xD

Special

This is something for my special friend... maybe more than a friend.! :-<

I know since ever that I'm not a perfect person, nobody is and I don't even want. But I believe I'm not good enough for you, Maybe because of the things you said. And you are so damn right. And I want you to know that I want you to be happy more than anything in this world, and if anybody can do it better than I did, i will be so fulfilled. All the mistakes I did to you are now between us, they're haunting my soul, distroying everything good in me. But there is something I know, something I believe in, something I will fight for, something more than I could ever see, feel or taste, is you... I know it was my fault... so blinded by their obscured lies. I will be more relieved if you want to forgive me, if not, i will understand. And thanks for everything you did to me, i will never be able to explain how much it meant to me. That's why you disurve much better than me. Your good soul will get over me, and find love and peace. I will never forget the moments spent together, they are an important part of me who can fill a part of the empty place you left. The other half will be there forever. I hope you realized I never meant to hurt you, and I don't want to break our friendship.

Now, because my soul finished to flow the lachrymose words, i would like to finish with a sad "I love you" that comes from the deep of my heart. Those words are scratched there, and they will never be erased by nothing and nobody. Don't worry about me. I'll be fine !

>:D<

Te iubesc ! =((

No brain !

Hey... I just wanted to tell u something..
How many times did a zombie come to you and said without any shame: "Your brain looks so deli... WTF ?! YOU DON'T HAVE A BRAIN!!!" and you were like "So what?! I'm still human!!!" And that's right.. Who are them to discriminate people? They aren't even REAL !!!! (that's why you can call me a fool :P .. and no.. I DON'T believe in Santa Claus! )
You know... you don't have to feel ashamed ! :) I don't have a brain either ! That's why i decided to do something.. !!! One day, a smart man said: "Intelligent minds talk about ideas, open-minds talk about events, and stupid minds talk about other people!"... but he wasn't that smart... was he? He didn't tell anything about people who don't own a mind.. BRAINLESS PEOPLE ! This is why i'm here !!! REVOLUTION BEGINS! I mean no..!!! :)) Calm down people... I just wanted to announce you that I wanted to do something for people like me... :D And i created a club, It's called B.P. (Brainless People). You can join it now !!! :) It's free! If you are interested, hurry up, cuz we have some fresh cookies ! :X

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I was just joking... This article isn't real.. I wanted to give you a funny example :))
I wanted to start a speech about the discrimination! It's everwhere around us.. Everybody does it, even if we truly HATE it.. But we're still wondering : WHY ?!
Why the hell do you care that this man doesn't have a home? Why do you hate him? Maybe is not his fault. And the list can go on, but you know that's not the point...
The point is to stop people from discrimination. They just can't understand that it hurts... some of us. You know, next time when you see a homeless or something like this, you could better help him... :) This is the point ! :) If you got it, you have my respect, if not, you can keep discriminating the others... I did my best...
Have a nice day ! :*
Take care of you! :*

Death's last tears

While I was lying next to his breathless body, I saw his last innocent smile getting darker. The dead of night was getting closer, so I decided to burn some candles. Looking at his face, a face without expresion and at his eyes, eyes with no light.. I understood his entire pain… endless pain. The wind was blowing light the unforgettable hate that covered his funeral, like a dense fog. When the priest closed his eyes, now and forever, I felt like the whole world ignored his suffering. The funeral was over so I decided to lay the deep black rose on his chest, near his heart, so he will know that I will always pray for his peace in heaven. At midnight I left his grave, and a poison tear slid on my face and fell on the bloody flower. Some words scratched the tombstone “ a lost soul among tears... just begging for some happiness”.

Rasarit :)

Rasarit ..
1.Privesc pe fereastra casei mele
Departe, in zare - cam devreme
Cerul inalt, abia s-a luminat
Un simplu luceafar, intr-un colt uitat.

2.Secunde mai tarziu, continui sa privesc
Valurile marii, in ochii tai curati sclipesc
Pe plaja pustie, singur ratacesti
Inima marii, intr-o scoica s-o gasesti.

3.Impreuna asteptam un simplu rasarit
O raza calda pe chipul tau s-a regasit
Luminandu-ti fata, acolo s-a ascuns
Ramanand nemiscata, pana la apus.

My Own Story !

This is my own story ! 8->

Apus...

Si iata-ne acum, stand pe plaja, privind un simplu apus. Desi, trebuie sa recunosc ca pare mai mult de atat. O senzatie ciudata strabatu incet vazduhul, facandu-ne sa ne cutremuram. Mana imi aluneca pe pielea lui fina, pana cand atinse firele de nisip. Imi cuprinse incet degetele, apoi astepta. Ridicand privirea, in fata noastra se intindea un adevarat peisaj de vis. Dintr-o data, portile cerului s-au deschis, din ele coborand raze orbitoare. Parea ca marea ardea in flacari. Norii pufosi s-au dat la o parte din calea focului nemilos, care sfasia tot in calea lui. Secunde mai tarziu, secunde ce puteau fi usor confundate cu ore, eram inghititi de portalul intradimensional, format intre cer si mare... Ma simteam din ce in ce mai usoara, parca pluteam, spre abis, apoi am inchis ochii, strangandu-i mana calda. Cantece gotice, deprimante sparsera tacerea de mormant, asternuta acum pe o pajiste inflorata. Cand am deschis ochii, noaptea stapanea cu desavarsire tinutul. Aruncand o privire, l-am zarit intins fara suflare. M-am apropiat incet, dar lacrimi reci deja curgeau. Felul in care trupul lui inert influenta peisajul ma infiora. Apoi un simplu gand imi strafulgera mintea pana in cele mai intunecate catacombe. De ce el? De ce nu eu? ...

Life ...

Aici este doar viziunea mea asupra vietii ...

Uneori stau si ma gandesc, iar mintea-mi zboara departe spre alte lumi unde totul e posibil numai daca visezi. Cu vise ramanem alaturi de amintiri si sperante desarte, dar care totusi au pus bazele bucuriei, vazandu-le implinite. Cu totii pasim prin viata, invatand din greseli si incercam, maturizandu-ne si cel mai important, iubind. Iubim, trecem prin experiente frumoase, visam impreuna, construind unui viitor comun, ranim suflete nevinovate, impartasim senzatii, cerem sfaturi si uitam... Ne bucuram alaturi de cei dragi de impliniri si momente fericite, plangem cand totul pare pierdut, strigam dupa ajutor cand ne simtit amenintati si sfarsim prin a fii raniti. Dupa care o luam de la inceput. Familia si prietenii vor fii mereu acolo sa ne ajute sa alinam suferinta pierderii unui lucru important... drapand lipsa acestuia... cam asta e parerea mea despre viata. Ajungem sa intemeiem o familie, alaturi de jumatatea noastra, sperand la ce e mai bine pentru copiii nostri. Acestia ajung sa creasca si sa urmeze acelasi drum, aceeasi alee... Si ciclul continua asa pana la sfarsitul omenirii. De ce iubim? De ce suferim? De ce plangem? De ce zambim? De ce murim? De ce ranim? De ce ignoram emotiile care pun stapanire pe noi? Pentru ca suntem oameni, iar fiecare sentiment, emotie sau gest ne face uman, fac parte din inima noastra, din structura noastra... Si cam atat... Pentru toti cei care citesc... Traiti-va viata, caci doar una avem! Nu o irositi!
Numai bine ! :*

A part of me

Here is some of my work ...
Thought !...

1.Bring me a seagull when you come
An alga and a little shell
A sunrise and a sunset
Sea’s heart in a handkerchief.

2.Bring me the late moments
When nobody is on the beach
Just my soul losing
Your footprints to see.

3.Far away are now, the mild breezes
Till here they will never get
The century is getting darker, gloating over us
He’s satanic and absurd.

Please leave a comment :D

Neatza cu Miha si Clau !

"Neatza cu Miha si Clau ! ;x"

Anthrax™: buah mi sa umflat picioru

Anthrax™: :

Anthrax™: laba piciorului

:~clau:) Hyuuga: te'a iupit tantaru?

Anthrax™: ca am calcat azi stramb

Anthrax™: :

~clau:) Hyuuga: iupit auzi =)))))))

:~clau:) Hyuuga: ciupit * lol]

Anthrax™: am citit iubit :))

:~clau:) Hyuuga: =)))))))))

:~clau:) Hyuuga: ajajajaja

Anthrax™: =))

Anthrax™: si abia pot sa merg

Anthrax™: :D

:~clau:) Hyuuga: pai de abea te'ai trezit o.O park

Anthrax™: ti-am zis ca am fost cu ai mei la plaja

Anthrax™: .. :

:~clau:) Hyuuga: aa =)))))))

Anthrax™: ............:

Anthrax™: :-j

:~clau:) Hyuuga: am uitat

:~clau:) Hyuuga: :D

Anthrax™: neatza clau :-j

:~clau:) Hyuuga: neatza >:D<

Anthrax™: neatza cu miha si clau

Anthrax™: :>

:~clau:) Hyuuga: =))

Anthrax™: numai dimineatza n-o fii aia.. stricam ziua oamenilor...

:~clau:) Hyuuga: =)))))))))))))))))))))))

Anthrax™: :x

Anthrax™: ne dau afara

Anthrax™: si ajungem la otv

Anthrax™: =))))))

:~clau:) Hyuuga: le dam cosmaruri ptr somnul de pranz

:~clau:) Hyuuga: :)))

Anthrax™: si somnul de pranz e continuarea somnului d noapte nu/

Anthrax™: =))))))))))))))))))))))

:~clau:) Hyuuga: eh dreq .....dorm astia mai mult k mne )

Anthrax™: ...

Anthrax™: hai la otv

Anthrax™: :X :>

:~clau:) Hyuuga: da da am auzit k e unu nou acum

:~clau:) Hyuuga: :)))))

Anthrax™: =)))))

Anthrax™: e dragutz?

:~clau:) Hyuuga: nuj. nu mai am voie sa intru de la accidentul trecut =)))))))))))))))))))

Anthrax™: =))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))0

LATER >>>

Anthrax™: ma iubesteee... tantaariiiii

Anthrax™: :X

Anthrax™: si e moarte dupe mine

Anthrax™: :X

:~clau:) Hyuuga: ma iubesteee femeileeee

:~clau:) Hyuuga: :)))

Anthrax™: TANTARIII !!!

Anthrax™: :-L

:~clau:) Hyuuga: carcalacii=)))))))))

Anthrax™: cum facea gabitzu: ROSUUUU !!!

Anthrax™: :))))))

:~clau:) Hyuuga: nah?

Anthrax™: stapanii manelelor (vacanta mare)

:~clau:) Hyuuga: stapanii la manelele rock )))))))))) pe ritm da` rep

:~clau:) Hyuuga: =))))))))))))

Anthrax™: =)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))

Anthrax™: HAUS

:~clau:) Hyuuga: yaya :X

LATER !!!

Anthrax™: claaauuuu:>

Anthrax™: mai sti perioada de masturbatie?

Anthrax™: =P~

:~clau:) Hyuuga: .....dak zic nu o sa reusesc sa imi scot imaginea din minte?=)))))))))))

Anthrax™: =)))))))))))))))))))))))))

Anthrax™: imaginea vibratorului cu hulk sau ce?

Anthrax™: =))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))

:~clau:) Hyuuga: ala cu blujthoot

:~clau:) Hyuuga: =)))))))))))