subota, 31.05.2008.
makar ne čuješ to često,hvala na ljubavi
...život je lijep zar ne...samo ga treba živjeti...po svome...do sljedećeg tipkanja...uživajte u svemu....
srijeda, 28.05.2008.
...noć bez zvijezda,gradovi bez imena i moja sjećanja...
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Koljena i dlanovi su joj bili pokriveni blatom. |
nedjelja, 11.05.2008.
...::: tišina gradi zidove :::...
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sve je izgledalo čudesno lijepo.ništa nije izgledalo ružno.smotak papira odbačen u odvodni kanal,već i same te riječi dočaravaju praljavštinu,no ja sam vidio bijelo i crno i boje,ravne linije i simetriju,nevjerojatnu razliku u odnosu na ove druge smotke papira u svim drugim kanalima.nisam osjećao silno oduševljenje zbog toga što više nisam slijep,samo me taj silni osjećaj ljepote oduševljavao do samih granica izdržljivosti.pojurio sam u kuću i u svoju sobu i zario glavu duboko u jastuk.ne zbog toga što više nisam bio slijep,ne zbog toga što sam progledao,nego zbog toga što jednostavno nisam imao dovoljno mogućnosti,što nisam raspolagao tolikim kapacitetima da bih bio u stanju probaviti toliko veličanstvenosti...zaplakao sam... |
subota, 03.05.2008.
...ŠtaFeta...u kojoj se ponavljaju pitanja hehe,al eto...
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I.dio |
i ne volim tjelesni jer sam smotana jako xD
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može dosta toga naučiti,a da ne govorim kako se u svakodnevnom životu može puuno toga naučiti...život je pun stvari koje nas mogu mnogočemu podučiti,samo moramo biti voljni htjeti to...al dobro je to =D
..da...
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°~ I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand ~°
- Someday I'll feel no pain
Someday I won't have a brain
They'll take away the part that hurts
and let the rest remain
So give me the drug,
Keep me alive,
Give me what's left of my life,
Don't let me go. whoooaa
Pull this plug,
Let me breathe,
On my own I'm finally free,
Don't let me go. woooaah
Take my hand
And I'll promise not to ever let it go
Take my hand
'Cause this hope is greater than you'll ever know
(Take my hand)
And this is all I'll ever ask of you to show
We live on front porches and swing life away
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave 'til the end
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand, until you hold my hand
Svakoj pjesmi dođe kraj.
Ali to ne znači da u njoj ne trebaš uživati.
Remember tonight, for it is the beginning of always. A promise. Like a reward for persisting through life so long alone. A belief in each other and the possibility of love. A decision to ignore, simply rise above the pain of the past. A covenant, which at once binds two souls and yet severs prior ties..
~ never judge a book by it's cover ~
- George Bernard Shaw once wrote, "There are two tragedies in life. One is to lose your heart's desire. The other is to gain it." Clearly, Shaw had his heart broken once or twice.
As far as I'm concerned, Shaw was a punk, 'cause you know what? Tragedies happen. What are you gonna do? Give up? Quit? No. I realize now that when your heart breaks, you gotta fight like hell to make sure you're still alive. Because you are... and that pain you feel, it's life. The confusion and fear, that's there to remind you that somewhere out there is something better... and that something is worth fighting for.
Shaw was right. As we strain to grasp the things we desire, the things that we think will make our lives better---money, popularity, fame---we ignore what truly matter--the simple things-- like friendship, family, love--the things we probably already had.
And once you lose yourself you have two choices: find the person you used to be or lose that person completely.
I've learned:
"That no matter how bad your heart is broken the world doesn t stop for your grief."
"That no matter how good friend is, they are going to hurt you every once in a while and you must forgive them for that."
"That it isn t always enough to be forgiven by others.Sometimes you have to learn to forgive yourself."
"That 2 people can look at the exact same thing and see something totally different."
It's never too late
to try and
fix things.
You know I could've held you in my arms forever? It still wouldn't have been long enough
Time After Time <3
Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick,
and think of you
caught up in circles confusion--
is nothing new
Flashback--warm nights--
almost left behind
suitcases of memories,
time after--
sometimes you picture me--
I'm walking too far ahead
you're calling to me, I can't hear
what you've said--
Then you say--go slow--
I fall behind--
the second hand unwinds
chorus:
if you're lost you can look--and you will find me
time after time
if you fall I will catch you--I'll be waiting
time after time
after my picture fades and darkness has
turned to gray
watching through windows--you're wondering
if I'm OK
secrets stolen from deep inside
the drum beats out of time--
chorus:
if you're lost...
you said go slow--
I fall behind
the second hand unwinds--
chorus:
if you're lost...
...time after time
time after time
time after time
time after time
