Cfare i burgos deshirat?

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Re: Cfare i burgos deshirat?

dhimja e barkut /pf/images/graemlins/laugh.gif
carja e kockave /pf/images/graemlins/laugh.gif
 

durrsakja

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Re: Cfare i burgos deshirat?

Te pakten ketu nuk burgoset deshira per tu shpehur. /pf/images/graemlins/smile.gif

Mendoj se me keq se te te burgosen deshirat, eshte kur vdesin ne tymin e realitetit e ne tjetersine e te tjereve...
Ne nje teme tjeter, dikush fliste per ata qe burgosen nga deshirat ehhhhhhhhh
 

Ema

Goddes
Re: Cfare i burgos deshirat?

Fillimisht postuar nga Amina:
[qb] Te pakten ketu nuk burgoset deshira per tu shpehur. /pf/images/graemlins/smile.gif

Mendoj se me keq se te te burgosen deshirat, eshte kur vdesin ne tymin e realitetit e ne tjetersine e te tjereve...
Ne nje teme tjeter, dikush fliste per ata qe burgosen nga deshirat ehhhhhhhhh [/qb]
Burgu jot nuk osht as i sigurise se larte mi.Je per qef,me tv ne dhome,masazhe,palester /pf/images/graemlins/tongue.gif

Na i pasken bo ene mesazhet me zemra onash.

Puupupup!
 

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Re: Cfare i burgos deshirat?

Deshirat i burgos vetvetja..
Jemi pikerisht ne,busulla e tyre..

Mbase,nuk eshte zgjedhur dhe epiteti i pershtatshem..
"Burgosja" ne vetvete,vuajtje,trishtim..

Por jo gjithmone, mbyllja apo fshehja e nje deshire,eshte Vuajtje..
Shpesh eshte pikerisht ajo,Bukuria..
 

alinos

Forumium maestatis
Re: Cfare i burgos deshirat?

deshirat e mia duan te pakten dy qe te realizohen, dhe shpesh pavaresisht nga deshira ime, ajo nuk perputhet me deshiren konfuze te tjetrit. Ne fakt konfuzioni eshte me shume ne mendjen time, se ndoshta "tjetri" e ka shume te qarte. Me gjithe perpjekjet tona, mbetet nje pjese gjithnje ne erresire para syve dhe mendjes tone :shrug:
deshirat teke nuk kane sfide brenda e si perfundim s'jane aspak terheqese...
 

drops^of^enigma

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Re: Cfare i burgos deshirat?

Fillimisht postuar nga Amira:
[qb] Cfare i burgos deshirat?
frika [/qb]
Dear Fear,
You prevented me taking chances.Onward through each day of my life you kept eternal vigilance. Making each moment your own and leaving me in a constant turmoil of insecurity and hopelessness. Your power began to wane as I got older. As things in life pointed out your lies I grew stronger and you weaker. You cling now; I feel your pincer grip holding onto the tender skin of my belly. The chaotic twists you put into my stomach have dwindled into breezes, into fluttering butterflies, or perhaps a lone hummingbird in flight.
Today, I am taking charge. I don’t need you. I stand firm on the ground despite the tremble of your quakes. My faith in who I am and who I will become fills the divide in my heart, strengthens my soul, and gives me my perfection. You are no longer a hidden enemy because my former friend, I know you.
You are no longer welcome in my life.
Farewell Forever,
M
 
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