tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483445807084780799.post5682012471886967259..comments2023-12-31T03:55:58.699+02:00Comments on viata: Nu uita niciodata...gabriellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06102785374487062864noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483445807084780799.post-83786482560954132002012-03-15T20:34:02.129+02:002012-03-15T20:34:02.129+02:00Florea...ce minunat era sa nu-ti pese de ziua de m...Florea...ce minunat era sa nu-ti pese de ziua de maine...imi este dor de acea inocenta pura si de naivitatea cu care tratam lucrurile, nu aveam nici o grija...ce vremuri!gabriellahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06102785374487062864noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483445807084780799.post-56261538952164999902012-03-15T19:56:55.123+02:002012-03-15T19:56:55.123+02:00£. H....timpul este cel mai pretios,nu-l mai poti ...£. H....timpul este cel mai pretios,nu-l mai poti da inapoi.gabriellahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06102785374487062864noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483445807084780799.post-37448982674542875492012-03-15T19:48:42.606+02:002012-03-15T19:48:42.606+02:00iti vine acel sentiment de dor de momentele traite...iti vine acel sentiment de dor de momentele traite..eu sincer as da jumate din viata pt o zi din copilarie..acele jocuri care ne tineau pana la 2-3 noaptea..nu ca acum inainte nu aveam net ca sa ne dam intalnire si totusi eram mai multi acum si cu net parca ne imputinam ..calculatorul ne strica memoria mintalaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483445807084780799.post-62554082135480904592012-03-15T15:59:58.199+02:002012-03-15T15:59:58.199+02:00uneori ti-e dor de ceea ce faceai inainte insa u m...uneori ti-e dor de ceea ce faceai inainte insa u mai ai cum sa faci din nou...Lavinia Dancehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16351340914792097241noreply@blogger.com