Malo o meni...
Kao i svaka osoba na ovom svijetu i ja imam nekih svojih muka i problema...mislila sam početi od najmanjih, ali onda sam shvatila da takvih nažalost nemam, imam samo onih većih i puuuno većih...pa kako ne mogu početi od najmanjih
, počet ću od najvećih, a to su naravno - ljubavni jadi...
Hm, ljubav... u mom životu nikad nije nedostajalo nečega što se zovu ljubavni problemi, toga sam uvijek imala i viška... mogla bi ih dijeliti na ulici...samo što sumnjam da bi se otimali za njih 
...hm, šteta 
. No, da prijeđem na stvar, moj ljubavni život je trenutano poprilično kompliciran, posebno ako ćete ga usporediti s onim od prije mjesec i pol.. čak se i ja čudim sama sebi koliko sam ga uspjela zakomplicirati u tako kratkom vremenu ...ali, dobro, sad šta je tu je. Ne vrijedi bježati od toga, već se treba suočiti s tim, jer kako kažu - život je izazov.
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Male i malo veće sitnice iz svakodnevnog života jedne obične cure... mene
We truly see in life what we want to see in it.
Every day we have the possibility to see
amazing all around us.
Life mission
WHEN THINGS ARE BAD,
WE TAKE COMFORT IN THE THOUGHT
THAT THEY COULD ALWAYS BE WORSE.
AND WHEN THEY ARE,
WE FIND HOPE IN THE THOUGHT
THAT THINGS ARE SO BAD
THEY HAVE TO GET BETTER
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Malo o meni...
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"Listen To Your Heart" - Roxette
I know there's something
in the wake of your smile.
I get a notion from the
look in your eyes, yea.
You've built a love but
that love falls apart.
Your little piece of heaven
turns too dark.
Listen to your heart
when he's calling for you.
Listen to your heart
there's nothing else you can do.
I don't know where you're going
and I don't know why,
but listen to your heart
before you tell him goodbye.
Sometimes you wonder
if this fight is worthwhile.
The precious moments
are all lost in the tide, yea.
They're swept away
and nothing is what is seems,
the feeling of belonging
to your dreams.
And there are voices
that want to be heard.
So much to mention
but you can't find the words.
The scent of magic,
the beauty that's been
when love was wilder than the wind.
