"I like you" – 21104 rezultate
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Bebeismul este definit ca lingușeală și gângureală
de sophie polansky
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Opinii, articole ?i interviuri
de Adina Ungur
OSolga stefan
i don't wanna be like you anymore (1988-2007 - hunedoara, din 2007- studenta la facultatea de litere din cluj, sectia literatura comparata) debut: toate ceasurile, editura vinea
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Duca Horia
So why did I do it? I could offer a million answers, all false. The truth is that I'm a bad person, but that's gonna change. I'm going to change. This is the last of that sort of thing. I'm cleaning up and I'm moving on. Going straight and choosing life. I'm looking forward to it already. I'm going to be just like you. The job, the family, the fucking big television, the washing machine, the car, the compact disc, and electrical tin opener, good health, low cholesterol, dental insurance, mortgage, starter home, leisurewear, luggage, three-piece suite, D.I.Y., game shows, junk food, children, walks in the park, 9:00 to 5:00, good at golf, washing the car,choice of sweaters, family Christmas, indexed pension, tax exemption, clearing gutters, getting by,looking ahead to the day you die.
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Tudor Damian
My name is Tudor Damian, but friends call me Tudy. I was born April 12, 1984, in Bistrita, Romania. I have been living in Cluj-Napoca since 2003. A few things about me: I work in System Administration for a hosting company in the US, and I’m interested in technology, web standards and systems and network security. I also like anything that has to do with astronomy & astrology, photography, chess, logic puzzles, new-age music and oriental philosophy. As far as my literary preferences go, I like "classic" Sci-Fi (Isaac Asimov, Frank Herbert, Arthur C. Clarke, Douglas Adams) and English poetry (William Blake, Edgar Allan Poe). Over the years, I won a few prizes at local and national poetry and prose contests, and had my texts published in a few magazines. You can find more info about me, and some of the texts I've written on my personal web page (www.tudy.ro).
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PEpetre ecaterina
"I'd like to see a sunset... Do me a favor your majesty... Command the sun to set."
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SPsimona plataga
hi, i would like to share with you some thoughts of mine.
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Dan Moldoveanu
'Somebody at one of these places ... asked me: "What do you do? How do you write, create?" You don't, I told them. You don't try. That's very important: not to try, either for Cadillacs, creation or immortality. You wait, and if nothing happens, you wait some more. It's like a bug high on the wall. You wait for it to come to you. When it gets close enough you reach out, slap out and kill it. Or if you like its looks you make a pet out of it.' - Charles Bukowski
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MNMillosh Gjergj Nikolla
Millosh Gjergj Nikolla (October 13, 1911 - August 26, 1938) was an Albanian poet born in Shkodër, Albania. Migjeni, pen name of Millosh Gjergj Nikolla, was born in Shkodra. In a letter of 12 January 1936 written to translator Skënder Luarasi (1900-1982) in Tirana, Migjeni announced, "I am about to send my songs to press. Since, while you were here, you promised that you would take charge of speaking to some publisher, ‘Gutemberg’ for instance, I would now like to remind you of this promise, informing you that I am ready." Two days later, Migjeni received the transfer he had earlier requested to the mountain village of Puka and on 18 April 1936 began his activities as the headmaster of the run-down school there. The clear mountain air did him some good, but the poverty and misery of the mountain tribes in and around Puka were even more overwhelming than that which he had experienced among the inhabitants of the coastal plain. Many of the children came to school barefoot and hungry, and...
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Radu Contes
The beginning of my childhood was profoundly marked by one of my grandfather’s passions – literature. For him reading, living, the writings of so many did not seem to be enough, so he began writing his own stories that still echo in my memory and in my heart. I remember that one day I went to him and asked “What are you writing about?”. Looking at me for only a second and returning his eyes at the ink stained notebook he answered: “My life”. Regretful, I confess that that was the last dialogue we had. After that I began reading, reading everything he was writing. Two years after his death, I had met someone who changed everything. I stopped reading and began writing myself. It was such a new feeling. It seemed to be never ending. It still feels. Since the first time, you may think I am exaggerating, but it really was the first time I saw her when I felt this sudden urge of writing. Words like “Thank you” seem meaningless compared to the things that you have done for me.
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DFDesăvârșita Domniță Florentină
Compiuta Donzella Fiorentina este pseudonimul unei poete din secolul XIII. Existența ei, îndelung contestată, este astăzi în general acceptată de către critică. Contemporană cu Nina Siciliana, iubita lui Dante da Maiano *** La) Compiuta Donzella, called either di Firenze or Fiorentina, was the earliest poetess of the Italian language. Three of her sonnets survive in a single manuscript, and one is half of a tenzone. Compiuta may be her given name, but more probably a senhal (code name). Her full name translates "the accomplished young lady from Florence". Her existence was once in doubt and she was considered a construct of the poets, but this view has been discarded. In A la stagion che 'l mondo foglia e fiora ("In the season when the world sends forth leaves and flowers"), Compiuta complains of her father's choice of a husband for her. She is miserable at sprintime, when other lovers are rejoicing. In Lasciar voria lo mondo e Dio servire ("I would like to leave the world to serve...
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Carmen Harra
Carmen Harra in her own words: Even as a little girl growing up in Romania, I knew I was different. After a near-death experience at age five, I was able to see things others couldn\'t. Everyone who has had a near-death experience describes the sensation of \"going toward the light.” In this parallel world, extraordinary light energy surrounds you and you see an inexpressibly beautiful light. There is no negativity and no anger or sadness, only love. It is a perfect, glowing world, filled with dazzling insights and pure truth, the way our Creator meant it to be. I\'ve never forgotten the lessons this experience taught me. Why, I wondered, wasn\'t life on Earth like this? This parallel world, which I call the Invisible World, is just as real as the physical world here on Earth. It is even more real because the people there are souls unencumbered by ego, emotions, and attachment to material things. Without these negative distractions, souls exist harmoniously in love, joy, and peace. On...
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I like you calm, as if you were absent
de Pablo Neruda
I like you calm, as if you were absent, and you hear me far-off, and my voice does not touch you. It seems that your eyelids have taken to flying: it seems that a kiss has sealed up your mouth. Since...
20 gold buttons
de Ohm
I dreamed of meeting you in a long black dress with 20 gold buttons a big smile on my face and a big blue moon shining in the sky just the look in your eyes melted five buttons off the bottom of that...
Discutie cu Candyce
de Luca Tiberiu
Candyce says: can i ask you something.....what are you sending me? PaDaS says: yep PaDaS says: Candyce says: what is it? Candyce says: how'd you do that? Candyce says: please tell me Candyce says:...
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de Parfenie Iliieas
Kopenhaga... Și pereții plini de Fuk... You,,, De ce și pentru ce se murdăresc pereții cu astfel de aberații... Am trecut încolo și am trecut în coace... Am căutat ceva care aș ceti și miar place......
Banda lui Moebius
de Iulia Ardelean
Am așteptat aproape 6 ani să-i văd și să-i ascult live. Și din acești 6 ani n-a mai rămas decât puțin. Ȋn 3 ore vor urca pe scena din Piața Centrală. Mai mult decât atât, sunt, împreună cu alți...
little story
de .
There was once a little boy lonely, grump, depressed and coy. so the days come one by one poor boy, spitting on fun. long time passed and near him came a red blue submarine. some jump out of this old...
diagnosis
de Alina
diagnosis: emotional illness.neurosis.anxiety neurosis.depression.chronic depression.depressive personality. bad person.hysterical features.obsessive features.schizoid features.somatic complaints....
Balada Angajatului Grăbit
de MIRCEA POPA
Trec banii,trec lunile-n goană Și-n van retribuțiile trec Rămâi bosumflată patroană Că-mi iau pașaportul și plec. Eu nu știu clădirea spre care Pornesc cu CV- ul(n.a-Curricullum Vitae) acum Ce foame...