Ndjenjat e momentit me nje foto
- Thread starter Mystique
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Delja qe ndahet nga kopeja,e hane ujku
Dreamer
Under the Dome
HahahhahahahhahaDelja qe ndahet nga kopeja,e hane ujku
gurax
Pan ignoramus
katsune
cherry blossom
... Hahet apo pihet kjo?
si kosi, edhe hahet edhe pihet
une e perdor IV ne rast emergjence 
"I understand, all right. The hopeless dream of being - not seeming, but being. At every waking moment, alert. The gulf between what you are with others and what you are alone. The vertigo and the constant hunger to be exposed, to be seen through, perhaps even wiped out. Every inflection and every gesture a lie, every smile a grimace. Suicide? No, too vulgar. But you can refuse to move, refuse to talk, so that you don't have to lie. You can shut yourself in. Then you needn't play any parts or make wrong gestures. Or so you thought. But reality is diabolical. Your hiding place isn't watertight. Life trickles in from the outside, and you're forced to react. No one asks if it is true or false, if you're genuine or just a sham. Such things matter only in the theatre, and hardly there either."
