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Drunk
ma simt oarecum...:woot: viva la beeeeeeeer:))
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
:mad:
somnoros (:| si mai batran cu 1 an :-<
plictisita(:|
fara nici un chef de invatat dar trebuie :cry:
plictisita:(
ma simt..trendy:whistle:
Sictirit :hmm:
plm :-?? this weekend failed !
#-o ma doare capul si am impresia ca scuip acid...ma arde pe gat <_<
naspaaaaaa
sunt @work, munca voluntara =))))))))
am lucrat 7 zile din 7 :)))
Plictisita :-<
Fericita ca ma plimbai prin parc :X
@rep: nu. dezamagit, nu? :))
strange :blink: