|
Blog.hr
Forum.hr
Monitor.hr
blogeri I like:
oceanstar - mislim da je vrijeme da krenem dalje i prebolim ovaj blog.. ali... još samo malo ;))))
eviltwin - jer ima odličan ukus u glazbi i jer je prekrasna osoba... osobe... hm...
menika - sama adresa bloga trebala bi sve reći, ali ako nekome ne govori ništa.. volim ljude koji vole manicse, a i studira mi u susjedstvu, tzv. "domaće govedo", hehe ;)))
Iris
And I’d give up forever to touch you
’cause I know that you feel me somehow
You’re the closest to heaven that i’ll
Ever be
And I don’t want to go home right now
And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
’cause sooner or later it’s over
I just don’t want to miss you tonight
And I don’t want the world to see me
’cause I don’t think that they’d
Understand
When everything’s made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
And you can’t fight the tears that ain’t
Coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything feels like the movies
Yeah you bleed just to know you’re alive
And I don’t want the world to see me
’cause I don’t think that they’d
Understand
When everything’s made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
And I don’t want the world to see me
’cause I don’t think that they’d
Understand
When everything’s made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
And I don’t want the world to see me
’cause I don’t think that they’d
Understand
When everything’s made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::
|
:::slideshow:::
11.05.2008., nedjelja
Gledam kroz prozor.
Da samo vidite kako imam savršen pogled. Na veliko zelenilo. Par vrtova, i puno drveća, ne šumu, samo drveće. Hm...
A sve je zeleno, i puno procvijetalih ruža ima. U nekih desetak boja.I sve miriše.
Još je dobro da sam na zadnjem katu i zbog toga mi je pogled još bolji.
Nekad sam mogla vidjet vrtić sa prozora. I sad ga vidim samo djelomično jer mi drveće zaklanja pogled.
Ne znam ja koje je to drveće, izgleda kao divovska paprat. Al to je super je rbura puše pa se paprat leluja na vjetru. Ma savršeno.
Da imam prozor s druge strane zgrade gledala bi more. Al nije mi bed. Ja volim svo ovo zelenilo.
A i s druge strane ima kafića i rekla bi centar je to nekakav i uvijek ima ljudi, a ovdje iza nema. I super mi je to.
Strašno mi je smiješno kako galeb pokušava letjet ravno, al od bure ne može pa vijuga po zraku. Smiješni su.
Jučer sam bila s bejbijem na pizzi, kad smo se vratili kući, frend i njegov susjed je spremao buzaru od dagnji. Mmmmm, koliko sam bila sita nisam mogla odoljet pa smo se još malo prežderavali. Uz dagnje smo još u buzaru stavili hlapa. Znate šta je hlap?
To vam je kao veliki veliki škamp. Ili jastog, samo sa velikim kliještima.. Evo ga..
Nikad ga nisam prije jela. Meso mu ima više različitih okusa. Slatkasto i slankasto, kiselasto.. Ma savršeno.
I puno dobre Malvazije. :D
Uglavnom...
Sretna sam. Idem učit i nije mi bed. :D
|
|
|
< |
svibanj, 2008 |
> |
P |
U |
S |
Č |
P |
S |
N |
|
|
|
1 |
2 |
3 |
4 |
5 |
6 |
7 |
8 |
9 |
10 |
11 |
12 |
13 |
14 |
15 |
16 |
17 |
18 |
19 |
20 |
21 |
22 |
23 |
24 |
25 |
26 |
27 |
28 |
29 |
30 |
31 |
|
Dnevnik.hr Gol.hr Zadovoljna.hr Novaplus.hr NovaTV.hr DomaTV.hr Mojamini.tv |
________________________
Driftwood
Everything is open
Nothing is set in stone
Rivers turn to ocean
Oceans tide you home
Home is where the heart is
But your heart had to roam
Drifting over bridges
Never to return
Watching bridges burn
You’re driftwood floating underwater
Breaking into pieces, pieces, pieces
Just driftwood hollow and of no use
Waterfalls will find you, bind you, grind you
Nobody is an island
Everyone has to go
Pillars turn to butter
Butterflying low
Low is where your heart is
But your heart has to grow
Drifting under bridges
Never with the flow
And you really didn’t think it would happen
But it really is the end of the line
So, I’m sorry that you turned to driftwood
But you’ve been drifting for a long, long time
Everywhere there’s trouble
Nowhere’s safe to go
Pushes turn to shovel’s
Shovelling the snow
Frozen you have chosen
The path you wish to go
Drifting now forever
And forever more
Until you reach your shore
You’re driftwood floating underwater
Breaking into pieces, pieces, pieces
Just driftwood hollow and of no use
Waterfalls will find, you bind, you grind you
And you really didn’t think it would happen
But it really is the end of the line
So I’m sorry that you turned to driftwood
But you’ve been drifting for a long long time
You’ve been drifting for a long long time
You’ve been drifting for a long long
Drifting for a long long time
|
|