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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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četvrtak, 03.09.2009.
ponekad mi nedostaje zima kada uzmem neki topli napitak i nađem prikladno mjesto u centru i slušam ulične svirače.
ponekad i pita od vanilije u posebnom ozračju, a u slušalicama svira first day of my life.

voljela sam Tvoj miris, a najviše od svega tvoju spontanost.

želim mirne nedjelje.kišno popodne uz šalicu kapučina i dobrog štiva ili francuskog filma.


voljela bi napraviti kratki osvrt na ispunjeno ljeto.
ali nemogu.

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