Copeza mendimesh...
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doktoresha
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Re: Copeza mendimesh....
ka disa dite qe une jam si perhere njesoj e dashuruar...
ka nje jete te tere qe askujt vec atij qe kam dashuruar s[i jam afruar...keshtu e kam tipin...kujt i pelqen...kujt si pelqen...para marsh...lol
ka disa dite qe une jam si perhere njesoj e dashuruar...
ka nje jete te tere qe askujt vec atij qe kam dashuruar s[i jam afruar...keshtu e kam tipin...kujt i pelqen...kujt si pelqen...para marsh...lol
assassino26
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Ca te bera mi ca te bera...Ca te thashe,pse kaq e hidhur me mua :cry:
Mu duk e cuditshme dikush qe me komplimenton :tipsy:
Ksaj i thone direkt mas komplimentit me marre ofendimin :cry:
Ca te bera mi ca te bera...Ca te thashe,pse kaq e hidhur me mua :cry:
Mu duk e cuditshme dikush qe me komplimenton :tipsy:
doktoresha
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:kiss: goca me yll
yep....ta kam nisur nje copez kerkimi ndjese dhe nje detaj per nje takim...
:kiss: goca me yll
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Your golden eyes, effervescent and lucid, always remind me of the sunrise in the Nevada desert. In the fraction of the second that you close them, I can imagine a thousand wars spattering about, but then in the most alluring of manners, unaware of your charm, you lift your lashes and all is well with the world. When mother brought you home I was a little jelous, I wanted you to be mine...
Your golden eyes, effervescent and lucid, always remind me of the sunrise in the Nevada desert. In the fraction of the second that you close them, I can imagine a thousand wars spattering about, but then in the most alluring of manners, unaware of your charm, you lift your lashes and all is well with the world. When mother brought you home I was a little jelous, I wanted you to be mine...
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Sa absurde duket kur kthehemi ne te njejtat gjera, kur jetojme dy dite te njejta si dy pika uji, kur rutina shkallmon devijimet pasi dhe ato behen rutine, kur del ne rruge dhe sheh te njejtet njerez, qe ecin, qe te salutojne me miresjellje dhe ndonjehere te ftojne te pish me ta kafene te perzier me sheqer, monotoni dhe ritem konstant. Sa absurde kjo prtja ne hapsire, ku delirantet jane vendosur ne boten e tyre dhe ti ben spektatorin ne sallen mbushur me njerez si ti, ku kenga qe degjon eshte e njejte dhe perserit te njejtat fjale... sa absurde te mendosh prap te njejtat gjera.
Sa absurde duket kur kthehemi ne te njejtat gjera, kur jetojme dy dite te njejta si dy pika uji, kur rutina shkallmon devijimet pasi dhe ato behen rutine, kur del ne rruge dhe sheh te njejtet njerez, qe ecin, qe te salutojne me miresjellje dhe ndonjehere te ftojne te pish me ta kafene te perzier me sheqer, monotoni dhe ritem konstant. Sa absurde kjo prtja ne hapsire, ku delirantet jane vendosur ne boten e tyre dhe ti ben spektatorin ne sallen mbushur me njerez si ti, ku kenga qe degjon eshte e njejte dhe perserit te njejtat fjale... sa absurde te mendosh prap te njejtat gjera.
doktoresha
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jemi kaq larg dhe te pavertete... /pf/images/graemlins/frown.gif
jemi kaq larg dhe te pavertete... /pf/images/graemlins/frown.gif
Rrapatushja
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I saw them walk by the Charles, at the foot of the bridge, where perfectly symetrical trees line the narrow patch of grass. His right shoulder tentatively aproaching hers, and timidly pulling away, her index finger twirling a rope of hair so tight that pieces broke off and flew into the night like silk strands. Looking at them i knew that he had been contemplating all night for the perfect moment to touch her hand, and that the walls of her stomach were touching her back in anticipation, and when the pathway narowed he took her hand to guide her through, and she stopped twirling her hair. And i knew that for them there will never be another moment when they touch their hands and their chests collapses into themselves.
I saw them walk by the Charles, at the foot of the bridge, where perfectly symetrical trees line the narrow patch of grass. His right shoulder tentatively aproaching hers, and timidly pulling away, her index finger twirling a rope of hair so tight that pieces broke off and flew into the night like silk strands. Looking at them i knew that he had been contemplating all night for the perfect moment to touch her hand, and that the walls of her stomach were touching her back in anticipation, and when the pathway narowed he took her hand to guide her through, and she stopped twirling her hair. And i knew that for them there will never be another moment when they touch their hands and their chests collapses into themselves.
true confidental
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Do you ever walk down a road in your imagination? Do you daydream those conversations in your head....feel those butterflies in your stomach? Wonder what your next action should be....whether you should respond with a simple answer.... or drop those barriers and open up your heart, mind and soul??
I've been forced back to a particular road today. I enjoy being on it... /pf/images/graemlins/smile.gif
Do you ever walk down a road in your imagination? Do you daydream those conversations in your head....feel those butterflies in your stomach? Wonder what your next action should be....whether you should respond with a simple answer.... or drop those barriers and open up your heart, mind and soul??
I've been forced back to a particular road today. I enjoy being on it... /pf/images/graemlins/smile.gif
Prodigychild01
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I enjoy being wrong. It reminds me that I am human. :goofy:
I enjoy being wrong. It reminds me that I am human. :goofy:
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In general, men are like that, more interested in what they believe is rational and works best while women are more interested in what is fair and emotional....
In general, men are like that, more interested in what they believe is rational and works best while women are more interested in what is fair and emotional....
true confidental
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Make it easy , train him well /pf/images/graemlins/laugh.gif
A woman should 'train' her man to be just exactly what she wants, what she needs ....nothing more, nothing less....right??? :lol:
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Make it easy , train him well /pf/images/graemlins/laugh.gif
A woman should 'train' her man to be just exactly what she wants, what she needs ....nothing more, nothing less....right??? :lol:
:wave:
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The power held in words is so amazing. I don't guess it is anything is particular that you can say, just mainly the understanding , the knowledge, the experience that came from similar mistakes or situations.
Just words that hit the right places /pf/images/graemlins/smile.gif .
To string words together is not difficult. To string hope within those words...this is a talent just for a few of us....
The power held in words is so amazing. I don't guess it is anything is particular that you can say, just mainly the understanding , the knowledge, the experience that came from similar mistakes or situations.
Just words that hit the right places /pf/images/graemlins/smile.gif .
To string words together is not difficult. To string hope within those words...this is a talent just for a few of us....
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