tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6445114248683904903.post2213425549610638775..comments2023-05-22T04:36:09.042-07:00Comments on Cântând tăcerea unui vis: Eu te iert....Aida S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05141593598445701972noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6445114248683904903.post-30057739597356649282012-03-27T11:37:40.770-07:002012-03-27T11:37:40.770-07:00dragostea pentru parinti nu are limite...dragostea pentru parinti nu are limite...Alinanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6445114248683904903.post-37600503001116845942012-02-12T09:22:48.037-08:002012-02-12T09:22:48.037-08:00frumos....trist..dar frumosfrumos....trist..dar frumosmariananoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6445114248683904903.post-45521421303682364302012-02-12T05:19:42.747-08:002012-02-12T05:19:42.747-08:00o sa ajungi Mare,scumpa verisoara!o sa ajungi Mare,scumpa verisoara!Andreeanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6445114248683904903.post-6235101327857994272012-02-01T03:32:10.539-08:002012-02-01T03:32:10.539-08:00„Cand trecutul iti bate la usa, nu ii deschide. Nu...„Cand trecutul iti bate la usa, nu ii deschide. Nu are nimic nou sa iti spuna!” Intradevar, emotioanta creatie. Unele usi trebuie sa ramana inchise, unii oameni trebuie sa moara, iar altii trebuie sa te dezamageasca pt ca tu sa descoperi cat esti de puternica! :)Davidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13929530112427350047noreply@blogger.com