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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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I don't care about your pain anymore.
utorak, 06.04.2010.
zima je prošla, (i jesen u mom slučaju *shy*) a ja se osijećam isto.

jer grozno je da ljudi, previše loši, meni upropaste sve.
izbaci, izbaci, izba-

opet se vraćam na staro - želim neke druge snove i neko drugo vrijeme.
i po prvi put ja ne tragam za tim, već ga stvaram.

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dobar dan, nova Ja.
moraš ovaj put pustiti da osjećaj ode.

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