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

volim le fabuleux destin d'amélie poulain, kišna popodneva, kapučino, jutra, miris ljeta, male stvari, analognu fotografiju, francuski novi val, televizijske serije.

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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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Dok zvijezde brojimo do jutra, ostali smo sami.
petak, 09.01.2009.
If this is the life why does it feel so good to die today?

S nescafeom je divno započeti noć, ali živim za sutra ili jučer.
I neda mi se dalje.I da bar mogu birat.I tražim nekog poznatog.
Glavna zanimacija u mom životu je brojanje zvijezda. gledanje u sunce.Ono što je bilo tu je sada predaleko.

U neku ruku mi je dosta samačkih šetnji i izgrađivanja sebe, pogledaj svakome je to potrebno.Ali dosadi s vremenom.I vrijeme izmiće.Automatski poželim da se trenutak zaledi i da ostane kako je, da ne prolazi.
I te želje i sanjanje. ali danas sanjam.

Previše je ovo za moj život.

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A opet mi trebaju stari i novi dani.

U težak januar bi stavio ciganske oči, da mogu.

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