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We are so young
our lives have just begun
but already we're considering
escape from this world
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Blogovi koje čitam:
...Nobody...
...Hoti...
...Nina...
...Faber...
...Dežurna vještica...
...The Phantom of the Opera...
...Im a freak...
...Vicious vampire ...
...Death In Life...
...bad habat...
...Kety...
...Angel hybrid...
...Blacken...
...black rose...
...Gregorina †††666†††...
...Broken7...
...soul of love...
...Crowgirl...
...Hell´s Angel...
...A dying wish...
...Princes in love...
...long hard road out of hell...
...life it seems will fade away...
...Gad...
...Gothic Puppet...
...Kraljevna Koja Nosi Sunce na Dlanu...
...niko ne umire kao dijevac jer zivot jebe svakoga...
...punkerica14...
...mala izgubljena djevojčica...
...pokisli...
...meskalina...
...Bitter sweet symphony...
...samo anđeli znaju...kako je u raju...
...little devil...
...I just want to live...
...Spašena duša...
...Brizz...
...Love and fire...
...Veronika...
...No More Tears For Me...
...Vampirica_000...
...Noćne misli pod zvjezdanim nebom...
...Zauvijek i uvijek...
...°•¤•°Stallone¤world°•¤•° ...
...fear of the unknown dark world...
...Mandy...
Master of Puppets
End of passion play, crumbling away
I'm your source of self-destruction
Veins that pump with fear, sucking darkest clear
Leading on your deaths construction
Taste me you will see
more is all you need
you're dedicated to
how I'm killing you
Come crawling faster
obey your Master
your life burns faster
obey your Master
Master
Master of Puppets I'm pulling your strings
twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
Just call my name, `cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name, `cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master
Needlework the way, never you betray
life of death becoming clearer
Pain monopoly, ritual misery
chop your breakfast on a mirror
Taste me you will see
more is all you need
you're dedicated to
how I'm killing you
Come crawling faster
obey your Master
your life burns faster
obey your Master
Master
Master of Puppets I'm pulling your strings
twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
Just call my name, `cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name, `cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master
Master, Master, Where's the dreams that I've been after?
Master, Master, You promised only lies
Laughter, Laughter, All I hear and see is laughter
Laughter, Laughter, laughing at my cries
Hell is worth all that, natural habitat
just a rhyme without a reason
Neverending maze, drift on numbered days
now your life is out of season
Come crawling faster
obey your Master
your life burns faster
obey your Master
Master
Master of Puppets I'm pulling your strings
twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
Just call my name, `cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name, `cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master
"Good Riddance (Time Of Your Life)"
Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go
So make the best of this test, and don't ask why
It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time
It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time
Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial
For what it's worth it was worth all the while
It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
Ah....došo je i moj sedamnajsti rođendan....kao i svaki puta....u vijek se nešto loše dašava prije njega.....osječam se ukleto......nema mi pomoći....
Hvala svima što čitate moj blog i komentirate postove....!!!!
Život je pre okrutan prema nama.....prvo nam nešto da.....nama se to svidi zavolimo to....a onda nam to oduzme kao da nisu važni naši osječaji....Sve nas to počinje mučiti i ne izlazi nam iz glave...ali moramo se pomiriti s time....
Neki od nas su tijednima,pa čak i mjesecima u depri....znaju da to nemogu vratiti...
da nemogu vratiti one lijepe trenutke...onda nam ostaju samo siječanja...siječanja koja nas održavaju na životu.....siječanja koja nas podsječaju na lijepše trenutke koje smo imali....a sada su iza nas....
Sudbina.....to je igra...igra lovice.....vrtnja u krug...uvijek se izmijenjuju lijepi i loši trenuci....nikako da se zadrže na neko vrijeme....trenuci koji su nam dragi...dolaze velikom brzinom..osobe nestaju iz našeg života...sve se mijenja....
Iza svakog nevremena dolazi sunce...nije li to uvijek tako..???.....očito nije...to nevrijeme se često pogoršava.....ali i nakon dužeg vremena dođe ljepše...koje traje puno krače...ali nas spašava....s tim lijepšim stvarima podnošimo.....teške i loše stvari.....sječanja nas drže,sječanja nas spašavaju...onda kad nam je najgore...sjetimo se nekih lijepših trenutaka....i odmah nas barem malo razvedre.....
Evo počela je i nova školska godina...opet počinju testovi,ispitivanja,radovi,zadače.....sve se vrti u krug,svake godine ista priča...
Ajde ima lijepih dana...zabavnih,upoznaš nove ljude,stekneš malo tuđih iskustva....saznaš kakvi su ljudi....ali nastava je uzaludna,gradiva ko u priči,a pola toga tj. više od pola nam uopče neće nikada trebati...
Kada se sve malo bolje pogleda......nije li nam dosta životna škola.....učimo od rođenja do smrti...nikada se ništa ne prestaje....Može se i najbolja škola završiti s najboljim ocjenama,najbolje obrazovanje.....a da se kasnije ne nađe posao....Pitanje je zašto...?
To smo si mi sami krivi....naša osobnost..naša predanost radu....i naravno kako se svidimo šefu...Zašto nebi mogli doči na razgovor za posao onako kako se nama sviđa...u čemu je nama udobni....a ne neka odjela za ozbiljan posao...
Zašto ako imaš neku ludu frizuru....dredlove...ili nešto drugo....zašto te odmah odbacuju misle da si čudak...na drogama...ili neke druge gluposti izmišljaju...ako imaš različiti stil odjevanja od njih...zašto si odmah čudan.....
Ako želimo dobar posao moramo igrati po njihovim pravilima....oblačiti se kako se njima sviđa....izgledati kako se njima sviđa....ponašati se kako se njima sviđa.....I onda nam kažu da životna škola nije dosta.....
