back in black......

...pokušavam okrenuti novu stranicu...i ja ću uspijeti u tome...

...odlučila sam da više neću i da više ne želim biti u kurcu zbog njega, jer mi je već dosta toga...toga mi je bilo i previše...osam jebenih mjeseci...više ne želim plakati zbog njega...nije to zaslužio...ma nitko nije zaslužio da netko plače i pati za nekim...možda ću još koju suzu ispustiti zbog njega...vjerojatno...ali da ja danima budem u kurcu zbog njega...e toga nema više...nema...ja više neću biti zaljubljena u njega tj. ja njega više neću voljeti...ako treba stajat ću satima pred ogledalom i uvjeravat se da ja to mogu...svaki dan ću po tisuću puta reći sama sebi da ja to mogu...naravno kad ga vidim još uvijek će tu biti neki osijećaj...želja za komunikacijom i za njegovim dodirom makar taj dodir bio slučajan...želja za njegovom blizinom...ali to je normalno...nakon svega... i uvijek ću ga se sijećati...do svog posljednjeg izdaha...jer je on bio prvi kojeg sam voljela...

...prošli tjedan bila sam veselo đubre...i bilo mi je predobro cijeli tjedan sam se smijala, zajebavala, kadkad podjebavala...i nisam dala da me on zbedira...makar se skoro uopće ne pozdravljamo, ponašamo se kao potpuni stranci kao da se nikad nismo upoznali...i prije bi bila potpuno u kurcu , ali ovaj put to nisam dopustila...i zbog toga sam bila još sretnija...žao mi je što je sve tako ispalo ali ja više ništa ne mogu učiniti...možda i mogu, ali mi se više neda...tako je kako je i bt će onako kako bude...ja sam se pomirila s tim...ili ću se pomiriti s tim...kako goth...

...u petak sam bila na koncertu jure sublića & filma...od koncerta sam čula dvije pjesme, a ostatak sam bila u wc-u tj. jest ispred wc-a i povraćala i tako cijeli jebeni koncert...malo sam si previše popila...jebiga...i tako sam popušila koncert, a baš sam bila sretna što ću ih čuti u živo...i fala morani i simbi kaj su me čuvale, pogotovo morani koja je cijelo vrijeme bila uz mene i isto tako propustila cijeli koncert...i hvala simbi za maramicu... wink

ponedjeljak, 26.03.2007. u 22:28

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kad se sjetim suza krene...

nemam ideja za novi post...kadkad me uhvati inspiracija, ali tad nikad nisam kod kompjutera ili nemam papir i olovku...jer me uhvati inspiracija pukne obično kad šetam vani sama zadubljena u svoje misli...prije sam jako često bila sama i navikla sam se na taj osijećaj, tako da mi samoća kadkad dobro dođe...tada se želim maknuti od svih...tada želim biti samo sa svojim mislima ili sa knjigom u ruci...

I died for you

I can't believe this now
This isn't what I planned
I lived and died and now
I just can't understand
With all the love I feel
I could never leave her
No matter what the cost
My soul's the price to see her

Oh how I love you
The pain won't go away
Oh when I need you
You're always so far away
I cry for you
Leaving myself to blame
I died for you
I gave up everything

The pain was just too much
When I finally saw her
She's happy and in love
In love with my best friend
What makes it hurt so bad
Is that I love them both
And they will never know
For love I sold my soul

...kad sam čula tu pjesmu nisam mogla vjerovati...kad sam pročitala te riječi počela sam plakati...nisam mogla vjerovati...

...

...

KAD SE SJETIM SUZA KRENE

...but I don't blame you any more
that's to much pain to store
it left mi half dead
in side my head
and boy looking back I see
I'm not the girl I used to be
Whan I lost my mind
It saved my life
It's how you wanted it to be
It's like you played a joke on me
And I lost a friend
In the end
And I think I cryed for days
But now it seams light years away
And I never going back to who I was...

...

shvatila sam da ono društvo koje sam ja tolko ''štovala'' i nije tako savršeno kolko god oni bili uvjereni da jesu...puni su sebe...ne prihvaćaju osobu onakvu kakva je...ne prihvaćaju one koji su drukčiji od njih...ja sam se neko vrijeme i još uvijek kadkad, jako rijetko družila s njima...ali ja sam dosta povučena i sramežljiva osoba prema ljudima uz koje se ne osiječam sigurno...bojim se uz njih progovoriti...kad bi i sjedila s njima nisu me baš primječivali...vjerojatno me smatraju pomalo čudnom...
...u zadnje vrijeme mi godi samoća...uživam u njoj...sjednem sama na kavu i čitam...predivno...kadkad jedva čekam da se maknem od svih...opet sam se počela u sebe...najrađe bi se povukla u neki mračan kut...i razmišljala...plakala...ali više nisam sigurna ni zašto...ne osijećam se dobro uz ljude...imam osijećaj kao da sam nevidljivi promatrač sa strane bila uključena u razgovor ili ne, ali i dalje se osijećam tako...tako samo...imam osijećaj kao da ne pripadam ovom svijetu...
...treba mi nešto i netko...netko tko će me čvrsto držati i tko me neće pustiti...odbaciti...rijetki ljudi me čine sretnom...ali najčešće me ljudi rastužuju...ma nije to tuga, ne znam kako da se izrazim kako da opišem taj osijećaj...neprihvaćanje...ne doživljavanje...odbacivanje...imam osijećaj tko da me nitko ne razumije...i kad imam neki problem koji želim podijeliti s drugima imam osijećaj kao da me nitko ne želi sa slušati...

utorak, 13.03.2007. u 21:25

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Iced Earth - Melancholy (Holy Martyr)

-obratite pažnju na kosu, predivna je...

...ovo je meni jedna od dražih pjesama...
.....poslušajte obavezno....

Make the sadness go away
Come back another day
For years I've tried to teach
But their eyes are empty
Empty too I have become
For them I must die
A sad and troubled race
An ungrateful troubled place

I see the sadness in their eyes
Melancholy in their cries
Devoid of all the passion
The human spirit cannot die
Look at the pain around me
This is what I cry for
Look at the pain around me
This is what I'll die for

Make the sadness go away
Come back another day
The things I've said and done
Don't matter to anyone
But still, you push me to see
Something, I can never be
Why am I their shattered king?
I don't mean anything

I see the sadness in their eyes
Melancholy in their cries
Devoid of all the passion
The human spirit cannot die
Look at the pain around me
This is what I cry for
Look at the pain around me
This is what I'll die for

...a ovo pogledajte ako vam se da...

Chaos Legion – Iced Earth

ponedjeljak, 05.03.2007. u 23:39

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CRADLE OF FILTH - HER GHOST IN THE FOG

...uskoro ću staviti slike sa prosvijeda, ako nekog zanima (vjerojatno ne, al' jebiga)...ovo se baš i ne može nazvati postom...ali tek tolko...pusa svima...

četvrtak, 01.03.2007. u 16:56

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BACK IN BLACK

Back in black
I hit the sack
I've been too long I'm glad to be back
Yes I'm, let loose
From the noose
That's kept me hanging about
I keep looking at the sky
'Cause it's gettin' me high
Forget the herse 'cause I'll never die
I got nine lives
Cat's eyes
Usin' every one of them and running wild

'Cause I'm back
Yes, I'm back
Well, I'm back
Yes, I'm back
Well, I'm back, back
(Well) I'm back in black
Yes, I'm back in black

Back in the back
Of a Cadillac
Number one with a bullet, I'm a power pack
Yes, I'm in a bang
With a gang
They've got to catch me if they want me to hang
Cause I'm back on the track
And I'm leadin' the pack
Nobody's gonna get me on another rap
So look at me now
I'm just makin' my play
Don't try to push your luck, just get out of my way

Well, I'm back, Yes I'm back
Well, I'm back, Yes I'm back
Well, I'm back, back
Well I'm back in black
Yes I'm back in black

hooo yeah
Ohh yeah
Yes I am
Oooh yeah, yeah Oh yeah
Back in now
Well I'm back, I'm back
Back, I'm back
Back, I'm back
Back, I'm back
Back, I'm back
Back
Back in black
Yes I'm back in black

Outta sight

ANGELS
by: Within temptation

Sparkling angel I believed
You were my saviour in my time of need.
Blinded by faith I couldn't hear
All the whispers, the warnings so clear.
I see the angels,
I'll lead them to your door.
There's no escape now,
No mercy no more.
No remorse cause I still remember

The smile when you tore me apart.
You took my heart,
Deceived me right from the start.
You showed me dreams,
I wished they would turn into real.
You broke the promise and made me realise.
It was all just a lie.

Sparkling angel, I couldn't see
Your dark intentions, your feelings for me.
Fallen angel, tell me why?
What is the reason, the thorn in your eye?
I see the angels,
I'll lead them to your door
There's no escape now
No mercy no more
No remorse cause I still remember

The smile when you tore me apart
You took my heart,
Deceived me right from the start.
You showed me dreams,
I wished they would turn into real.
You broke the promise and made me realise.
It was all just a lie.
Could have been forever.
Now we have reached the end.

This world may have failed you,
It doesn't give you a reason why.
You could have chosen a different path in life.

The smile when you tore me apart.
You took my heart,
Deceived me right from the start.
You showed me dreams,
I wished they would turn into real.
You broke the promise and made me realise.
It was all just a lie.
Could have been forever.
Now we have reached the end.

WHERE THE WILD ROSES GROW
by:Nick Cave & Kilye Minogue

They call me The Wild Rose
But my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day

From the first day I saw her I knew she was the one
She stared in my eyes and smiled
For her lips were the colour of the roses
That grew down the river, all bloody and wild
When he knocked on my door and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand
He wiped at the tears that ran down my face

They call me The Wild Rose
But my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day

On the second day I brought her a flower
She was more beautiful than any woman I'd seen
I said, "Do you know where the wild roses grow
So sweet and scarlet and free?"
On the second day he came with a single red rose
Said: "Will you give me your loss and your sorrow"
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
He said, "If I show you the roses, will you follow?"

They call me The Wild Rose
But my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day

On the third day he took me to the river
He showed me the roses and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a muttered word
As he knelt (stood smiling) above me with a rock in his fist
On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief
And I kissed her goodbye, said, "All beauty must die"
And lent down and planted a rose between her teeth

They call me The Wild Rose
But my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day