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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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the lights are on but no one's home.
četvrtak, 11.06.2009.
jedan iskreni.

neki dan sam šetala gradom.ljudi su bili toliko glasni i jedva sam čula svoje misli.
tragala sam sa nečim što je ljetno, a završila sa vrućim kofeinom u ruci.
jedan od mojih najgadnijih osijećaja je kada si spržim jezik.
ali dobro.
najbitnije je da sam tad razmišljala o... nepisanju postova.
i shvatila kako u zadnje vrijeme radim netipične stvari.


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zato sam se svela na ovo.
jer su moji osijećaji sasvim u redu.

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