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srijeda, 10.01.2007.
Billy Talent - Fallen Leaves
In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves... on the ground
I hitched a ride, until the coast
To leave behind, all of my ghosts
Searching for something, I couldn't find at home
Can't get no job, can you spare a dime?
Just one more hit, and I'll be fine
I swear to God, this'll be my one last time!
In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves... on the ground
Run away before you drown, or the streets will beat you down
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves... on the ground
When it gets dark, in Pigeon Park
Voice in my head, will soon be fed
By the vultures, that circle round the dead!
In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves... on the ground
Run away before you drown, or the streets will beat you down
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves... on the ground
I never once thought, I'd ever be caught!
Staring at sidewalks, hiding my track marks!
I left my best friends, or did they just leave me?
In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves... on the ground
In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves... on the ground
Run away before you drown, or the streets will beat you down
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves... on the ground
Run away before you drown!
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves... on the ground
Run away before you drown!
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves... on the ground
“Cvijet s tugom gubi latice, ali umijesto njih s radosću očekuje plod.”
Tagore
sad nešto o meni..
DeeDee je jedna cura
koja život igra kartama sanjara.
Svoje fustracije i trenutne osijećaje izbaciva
u stihovima. Izbaciva ih u raznim sitlskim figurama
skrivajući svoje pravo lice od grabežljivaca.
Voli opasnost, voli kada život igra ruskim ruletom,
malo je drugačija od drugih, barem tako kažu njezini prijatelji
jer je u jednom trenutku tako ozbiljna
a u drugom tako neozbiljna.
Uvijek se smiješi, smatra da je osmijeh dar kojeg trebamo pokazivati.
Voli zelenu boju, ljudi kažu da ta boja prikazuje lepršavost i poletnost,
voli jesti čokoladu i uživati u svijetu knjiga i raznih likova.
Najviše voli Shakespeare i Narudu..i vrlet njihovih ljubavnih riječi..
trenutno je jako zaljubljena...trenutno nema više inspiracije za napisati :)
Tomislava_DeeDee
poznata kao TC,Crna... rođena:
_04.06.1988. boja kose:
_tamno smeđa boja očiju:
_smeđa mjere:
_taman...al stvarno.. kućni ljubimac:
_rotvajler Lili
_brucošica na jednom faklutetu u Požegi_ familija:
_ima nas... mjesto prebivališta:
_Batrina hobiji
_kickboxing,zabavljanje okoline,izlasci,šetanje Lily heh..oznake na tjelu_
_pearcing u nosu..te hvatanje hrabrosti/..i para/za dalje..
..neke od mojih slika..nisu nešt al eto...
"I znati da je sve propalo, da je život pakao noći! O, a tako sam vjerovala da čes mi natrag doći."
Ana Ahmatova
..a slušam(heh osim majke..lol)
Finch,A.F.I.,Debeli precjednik,Britney Spears(fuck,otkrili ste me...hehe..ma ne slušam ju...),Fall out boy i sve songove sa Tree Hill-a....30 seconds to Mars,funeral for a friend,a šta ja znam paše mi i recimo Nelly Furtado,Rihana...a tak....
Kad sam osjetio da sam se, proganjan od sudbine i ponižen od nje, odao poricanju svoje vrijednosti, ja sam, utučen od svojih nevolja, klonuo duhom.
F. M. Dostojevski - Bijedni ljudi
"Velika srca vole, mala traže da budu voljena."
V. Hugo
"Moramo se pomiriti sa razočarenjima, ali nikada nesmijemo izgubiti nadu."
Martin Luther King
''From day one I talked about getting out
But not forgetting about
How my worst fears are letting out
He said why put a new address
On the same old loneliness
When breathing just passes the time
Until we all just get old and die
Now talking's just a waste of breath
And living's just a waste of death
And why put a new address
On the same old loneliness
And this is you and me
And me and you
Until we've got nothing left..''
" Hvis du vidste at du kunne klare alt hvad der motte ske dig, hvad havde du da at frygte?"
( Kada bi znao da možeš izdržati sve sto će ti se desiti, ćega se onda trebaš bojati?)
Susan Jeffers
"Sve velike strasti nastaju u samoći".
J. J. Rousseau