tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6892095610174746452.post2333747356164329198..comments2023-09-24T01:06:12.295-07:00Comments on laura zaharia: Atentie, se inchid usile!LZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10648049638676934629noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6892095610174746452.post-65949505657408509562009-05-11T02:10:00.000-07:002009-05-11T02:10:00.000-07:00@Nicole: zic!@Nicole: zic!LZhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10648049638676934629noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6892095610174746452.post-51868393396650116252009-05-10T12:12:00.000-07:002009-05-10T12:12:00.000-07:00zi mersi cand nu esti nevoita sa raspunzi la intre...zi mersi cand nu esti nevoita sa raspunzi la intrebari insidioase de genul "papusa, unde mergi?" sau "afara ploua, n'est ce pas?" :)Nicole Tudorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17346480626515581190noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6892095610174746452.post-18510094546098007662009-05-10T11:30:00.000-07:002009-05-10T11:30:00.000-07:00@Porcusorul Radioactiv: merci! :)@Porcusorul Radioactiv: merci! :)LZhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10648049638676934629noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6892095610174746452.post-39137123225773809582009-05-10T10:12:00.000-07:002009-05-10T10:12:00.000-07:00Nu mai stiu de unde sunt versurile astea:
"suntem ...Nu mai stiu de unde sunt versurile astea:<br />"suntem doi straini intr-un ascensor coborand prea-ncet", dar imi evoca sentimente ciudate.<br />Felicitari, frumos descris.Porcusorul Radioactivhttp://porcusorulradioactiv.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6892095610174746452.post-44178036486966987442009-05-10T09:54:00.000-07:002009-05-10T09:54:00.000-07:00@lenebarbie: stanjeneala e cuvantul, da@lenebarbie: stanjeneala e cuvantul, daLZhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10648049638676934629noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6892095610174746452.post-58647710769867395352009-05-10T07:39:00.000-07:002009-05-10T07:39:00.000-07:00foarte frumoasa metafora pe care i'ai dat'o tu lif...foarte frumoasa metafora pe care i'ai dat'o tu liftului. Iti inteleg perfect perspectiva, eu personal am un soi de oroare de a petrece acele secunde alaturi de un necunoscut, dar si de a ma intalni cu vreun cunoscut pe care de fapt nu vroiam sa'l vad. Oricum ar fi, stanjeneala e cuvantul definitoriu :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com