capra mea e colorata si e mai verde ca a lui
dai privitorului ceea ce vrea, el se uita prin pozele tale...
asa o fi? deviatiile mele la literatura in special, sunt al naibii de pesimiste si deprimante... ma deprima pana si pe mine cand le recitesc!! si nimeni nu vrea sa fie deprimat, nu?
si acum probabil multi se vor gandi("cata lipsa de modestie!! cata aroganta...!!") si probabil au dreptate... si probabil mi se va arunca agrumentul ca: "ce, mah?? tu scrii ptr pageviews?"
sincer, nu... as vrea sa pot spune ca scriu pentru cei care au timp sa dea un click pe una din aberatiile mele si sa isi zica in gand... "bah, sa mor io! am trecut si io prin asta"
dar, se pare ca nici asta nu se intampla... din pacate nu am suficienta forta sa pot sa imi transmit gandurile mai departe de monitor sau poate sunt pur si simplu idei banale... sincer... chiar imi vine sa cred chestia asta... si atunci, daca sunt ultimele porcarii de pe lume, de ce nu va treziti, oameni buni si sa imi ziceti "bah, inaptule, impotentule mintal, lasa scrisul pe seama altora"
nici macar asta...
astfel sunt nevoit sa fac cel mai egoist gest de care sunt in stare: scriu ptr mine... ma refulez in scris, fara sa ma gandesc la cititor, fara sa ma gandesc la ceilalti... scriu ultimele aberatii care nu au sens pentru nimeni in afara de mine... o sa scriu ce am visat aseara...
**am recitit ce am scris pana acum... si dupa corectarea greselilor din cauza tastaturii imbecile (erau doar cateva
pentru cei care au avut rabdare sa citeasca pana aici, vine mosul si le da un cadoi
niste persoane de pe deviant cu o proza/poezie chiar misto si merita sa va uitati pe paginile lor
urmeaza, in ordine alfabetica: *drums*
nu sunt scrse in ordinea preferintelor, doar nite oameni ale caror lucrari le respect mult
**make sure u stop by and take a peek









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Kyprulez
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
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my photo-exclusive account: ~falsun
& poetry club: ~themarrowmovement
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from green to red our days pass by
waiting for a sign to tell us why
are we dancing all alone?
collect some stars to shine for you,
in such a day they´re only a few
a sign of trust, my friend
(In Flames - Trigger)
no,cu placere
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A.
fata verde.
I'm glad you like it!
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from green to red our days pass by
waiting for a sign to tell us why
are we dancing all alone?
collect some stars to shine for you,
in such a day they´re only a few
a sign of trust, my friend
(In Flames - Trigger)
Send This To All Your DEVFriends, And Me If I Am 1.
If You Get 7 Back You Are Loved!
1-3 you're a bad DEVfriend
4-6 you're an ok DEVfriend
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Do not let big ambitions overshadow small successes.
Time is the best teacher. Unfortunately it kills all its students.
Sometimes on the way to your dream, you get lost and you find a better one.
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