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cijenjena i precijenjena nacijo...
mi smo jena i dolly...nas blog utjerat ce vam strah u kosti...slediti krv u zilama...unijeti nemir u vase snove... (mos'si mislit).sve sto mozete znati o nama je ovo sto vec dosad znate,a ne znate skoro nista...
Jena ide u 1. raz. prometne, a dolly u 8. čitamo viktoriu faust, slušamo metal (dolly i rock,i phunk), volimo HIM i tako....poznajemo se ne baš dugo s instrukcija i tak....živimo u malom gradiću u prigorju....
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Blogići...
Jena
lelaaaa:)
kula
anti_shminkerica
zaljubljena
nina
Bad Boy Kruška
In Front Of Gates To Hel...
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imam blog godinu dana a ...
Me and my perfect world
mar'ca
†...t.i.n.c.h.a...†
Forgive me
Can you forgive me again?
I don't know what I said
But I didn't mean to hurt you
I heard the words come out
I thought that I would die
It hurts so much to hurt you
Then you look at me
You're not shouting anymore
You're silently broken
I'd give anything now
to kill those words for you
Each time I say something I regret, I cry "I don't wanna lose you!"
But some how I know that you will never leave me, yeah.
'Cause you were made for me
Some how I'll make you see
How happy you make me
I can't live this life
Without you by my side
I need you to survive
So stay with me
You look in my eyes and I'm screaming inside that I'm sorry..
And you forgive me again
You're my one true friend
And I never meant to hurt you
Cranberries
Zombie
Another head hangs lowly,
Child is slowly taken.
And the violence caused such silence,
Who are we mistaken?
But you see, it's not me, it's not my family.
In your head, in your head they are fighting,
With their tanks and their bombs,
And their bombs and their guns.
In your head, in your head, they are crying...
In your head, in your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie,
Hey, hey, hey. What's in your head,
In your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie?
Hey, hey, hey, hey, oh, dou, dou, dou, dou, dou...
Another mother's breakin',
Heart is taking over.
When the vi'lence causes silence,
We must be mistaken.
It's the same old theme since nineteen-sixteen.
In your head, in your head they're still fighting,
With their tanks and their bombs,
And their bombs and their 5 guns.
In your head, in your head, they are dying...
In your head, in your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie,
Hey, hey, hey. What's in your head,
In your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie?
Hey, hey, hey, hey, oh, oh, oh,
Oh, oh, oh, oh, hey, oh, ya, ya-a...
jer će mi se dora,moja nećakinja probudit, jer joj tipke na tipkovnici možda smetaju...
ovaj je dan...ispunjen svime...već dugo nisam ovako...
probudila se skoro oko podneva...putovala do zagreba...veseli me promatranje ljudi po cesti...svi su različiti jedan do drugoga...i onda opet do Bundeka...gdje sam bila i sinoć, samo što je danas bio puno ljepši vatromet...uživam u vatrometu, nisam ga prije voljela jer su mi uha stradala...ali ga sad volim...ponaša se ko ja...nepredvidljiv je...lijep za sebe, on izvana ja iznutra...opisujem sebe kao vatromet...sad sam raspoložena za pisanje iako polovica ljudi oko mene jedva gleda...veseli me i to što ću sad ić spavat i idem slušat svoj mp3!!! Idem slušat sve ono što danas nisam...a sad shvaćam da ne mogu bez 'svoje' glazbe...uši su mi pune narodnjaka, thompsona, gustafa, zečića..glazbe koja me ne čini zadovoljnom onako kako traba,ali mogu je barem podnijet... I'm happy...idem spavat..idem...vani grmi...lijepo je...moglča bih pisat do sutra sad mi se baš da...al moram.evo moram.
