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we kissed on a corner, then danced through the night.

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Bob: I don't want to leave.
Charlotte: So don't. Stay here with me. We'll start a jazz band.

Life & Death

Meredith: Any first year med student knows that an increase heart rate is a sign of trouble. A racing heart can indicate anything from a panic disorder to something much, much more serious. A heart that flutters, or one that skips a beat, could be a sign of secret affliction or it could indicate romance which is the biggest trouble of all.


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Irish Blood, English Heart
petak, 12.12.2008.
Dosjetila sam se jednonočnog spavanja kod sestrične i muke kada sam joj slomila dasku na krevetu mojih glupih opažanja i muha koje mi zuje prije spavanja.A Kućanice su meni strašne jer ih gledam u mraku uvučena u deku i tada me strah i noćnih leptirića i gluposti.No, u subotu ću istrošiti svo uzbuđenje i euforiju u životu.
I još danas mi je ograničeno vrijeme.

Mislim, život je pun glupost.Valjda sam se toga sjetila.

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Mislim da je euforija prešla sve granice i da je najbolje da raširim prozor i da provirim mokru glavu kroz njega.
Irish Cream za smirenje.

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