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O meni

Zdravo...

Ja sam:

- jedna... Ne rjetko... Čudna cura...



Volim:

- Muziku (metal, rock)
- Čokoladu (Sa čilijem, ili kokosom, a može i riža)
- Spavati (u svom toplom krevetu sa ljubičastim poplonom)
- Tibora (to je moja kućna mačka koja je svakim danom sve deblja i deblja...)
- Crtiće ("Kralj lavova", ili na youtubeu "gothic fairytale")
- MSN (matea_rocks@hotmail.com, javite mi se!!)
- Filmove (School of rock, Queen of the Damned, Vrana: Osveta, Ace Ventura: Kad priroda zove...)
- Gospodare Prstenova (i vilenjake... XD)



Ne volim:

- Naslje nad životinjama (borbe pasa, cirkuse)
- Ljude (pogotova bahate i umišljene kučke koje misle da su kraljice svijeta)
- Velike gradove (svjetlosno zagađenje, auti...)


I sad sljede slikice...

Upoznajte Tibora...

Voli gkedat telku, spavat i tako dalje...

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By gothic_girl666 at 2007-08-03

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Evo i malo slikica koje meni puno znače...

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srijeda, 01.08.2007.

NAPOKON DOMA!!!!!!!!!

Bila sam na moru...

Blah...

Bilo je tako prokleto dosadno... Ubit sam se htjela... Dobila tradicionalnu alergiju na sunce, sva se osipala, pa isam mogla ić na plažu... Uf kako mi je to teško palo... Po cijele dane sam se dosađivala, i samo sam čitala, gledala telku, i ŽDERALA... Tu i tamo otišla malo ubit oko... ali nikaj posebno...

I dok sam se vraćala, slušala sam Civil War od grupe Guns N Roses:

What we've got here is failure to communicate.
Some men you just can't reach...
So, you get what we had here last week,
which is the way he wants it!
Well, he gets it!
N' I don't like it any more than you men." *
Look at your young men fighting
Look at your women crying
Look at your young men dying
The way they've always done before
Look at the hate we're breeding
Look at the fear we're feeding
Look at the lives we're leading
The way we've always done before
My hands are tied
The billions shift from side to side
And the wars go on with brainwashed pride
For the love of God and our human rights
And all these things are swept aside
By bloody hands time can't deny
And are washed away by your genocide
And history hides the lies of our civil wars
D'you wear a black armband
When they shot the man
Who said "Peace could last forever"
And in my first memories
They shot Kennedy
I went numb when I learned to see
So I never fell for Vietnam
We got the wall of D.C. to remind us all
That you can't trust freedom
When it's not in your hands
When everybody's fightin'
For their promised land
And
I don't need your civil war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
I don't need your civil war
Look at the shoes your filling
Look at the blood we're spilling
Look at the world we're killing
The way we've always done before
Look in the doubt we've wallowed
Look at the leaders we've followed
Look at the lies we've swallowed
And I don't want to hear no more
My hands are tied
For all I've seen has changed my mind
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But still the wars go on as the years go by
With no love of God or human rights
'Cause all these dreams are swept aside
By bloody hands of the hypnotized
Who carry the cross of homicide
And history bears the scars of our civil wars
"We practice selective annihilation of mayors
And government officials
For example to create a vacuum
Then we fill that vacuum
As popular war advances
Peace is closer" **
I don't need your civil war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
And I don't need your civil war
I don't need your civil war
I don't need your civil war
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
I don't need your civil war
I don't need one more war
I don't need one more war
Whaz so civil 'bout war anyway

A oko mene šume uništene od kisele kiše...

Opet mi se javila želja za smrću... I Htjela sam se rasplakat...

Kuda u pizdu materinu ovaj svijet ide... Ljudi se ubijaju... Ratuju... NEznam ni ja kaj sve ne... Ja samo kažem... Majka Priroda će nam se osvetit... i neće riskirati time što će poštedit nevine... Nije toliko mutava...

Mislim... lik je kod Zadra ili u kojoj već pizdi materini zapalio grm jer se napiknuo na njega, i od toga je izgorila cijela šuma...

Mislim... lik u Srbiji ili di već pobio pola sela i veli da nema blage kaj je napravio...

NE ŽELIM VIŠE SLUŠATI O TOME KAKO SE LJUDI UBIJAJU... DOSTA MI JE TOGA...


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