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yEs oR nOo

mjesto za mene

ovdje je malo mjesto koje će biti podsjetnik na sve dobre i loše dane...
ovo je mjesto na kojemu su ljudi koje volim i cijenim i ljudi koji će tek doći...
mjesto na kojem svatko može reći svoje mišljenje...
mjesto za mene ...





Nešto o meni :
Zovem se Ivona
Idem u treći razred gimnazije
obožavam glazbu, osobito Mansona
cijenim svoje iskrene frendove
volim vikende
volim crnu boju
Sve ostalo ćete saznati čitajući moje postove ...





''Od novog jada stara bol će proći.''

''Moja čast je moj život, oboje su u jedno srasli,
Uzmete li moju čast, moj život niste spasili.''

''Smijem sve ono što dolikuje čovjeku;
Tko smije više od toga, nije čovjek.''

Blogovi dragih mi ljudi

Lucija
Petra
Marija
Vanja
Spoiled bitch
Sučić
Ines
Mates
Lola
Keki
Anita
Nyka
Domenika
Dani
Anonimna brineta
Marko
Matta
Robi
Anchie
Matea
angel_of_darkness
Silly thing
Čohan
ludha mala
mala frčkava
Power Trip
Any
Valida
Sophie Wolf
Haba
Maja
Rosemary
.DevilRed.
sk8bail
saint616
Luciferčica
Juwica
tear-of-blood
...to sam samo ja...
Woodlands
dEgAnEgaNe
×silent scream×
amaryllis
the crow...

Moja ljubav




If I Was Your Vampire

6 a.m. Christmas morning.
No shadows,
No reflections here.
Lying cheek to cheek
In your cold embrace.

So soft and so tragic
As a slaughterhouse.
You press the knife
Against your heart.
And say,
"I love you, so much you must kill me now."

I love you
So much
You must kill me now.

If I was your vampire,
Certain as the moon,
Instead of killing time,
We'll have each other
Until the sun.
If I was your vampire,
Death waits for no one.
Hold my hands
Across your face,
Because I think
Our time has come.

Digging your smile apart
With my spade-tounge.
The hole is where the heart is.
We built this tomb together,
And I won't fill it alone.
Beyond the pale
Everything is black,
No turning back.

If I was your vampire,
Certain as the moon,
Instead of killing time,
We'll have each other
Until the sun.

If I was your vampire,
Death waits for no one.
Hold my hands
Across your face,
Because I think
Our time has come

Blood-stained sheets
In the shape of your heart,
This is where it starts...
Blood-stained sheets
In the shape of your heart,
This is where it starts.
This is where it will end.
Here comes the moon again.

6:19 and I know I'm ready
Drive me off the mountain.
You'll burn,
I'll eat your ashes.
The impossible wheels seducing
Our corpse.

If I was your vampire,
Certain as the moon,
Instead of killing time,
We'll have each other
Until the sun.
If I was your vampire
Death waits for no one.
Hold my hands
Across your face
Because I think
Our time has come.

Beyond the pale
Everything is black
No turning back.
Beyond the pale
Everything's black
No turning back.

This is where it starts.
This is where it will end.
Here comes the moon again.

This is where it starts.
This is where it will end.
Here comes the moon again.

Here comes the moon again

Here comes the moon again




"Angel With The Scabbed Wings"

He is the angel with the scabbed wings
Hard-drug face, want to powder his nose
He will deflower the freshest crop
Dry up all the wombswith his rock and roll sores

Dead
Is what he is, he does what he please
The things that he has you'll never want to see
What you're never gonna be now
Sketch a little keyholefor looking-glass people
You don't want to see him
You only want to be him
Mommy's got a scarecrow, gotta let the corn grow
Man can't always reap what he sow
"He is the maker"
(He is the taker)
"He is the saviour"
(He is the raper)



Tainted Love

Sometimes I feel I've got to
Run away I've got to
Get away
From the pain you drive in the heart of me
The love we share
Seems to go nowhere
And I've lost my light
For I toss and turn I can't sleep at night

Once I ran to you (I ran)
Now I run from you
This tainted love you've given
I'll give you all a boy could give you
Take my tears and that's not nearly all
Tainted love... oh
Tainted love

Now I know I've got to
Run away I've got to
Get away
You don't really want any more from me
To make things right
Need someone to hold you tight
And you'll think love is to pray
But I'm sorry I don't pray that way

Once I ran to you (I ran)
Now I run from you
This tainted love you've given
I'll give you all a boy could give you
Take my tears and that's not nearly all
Tainted love... oh
Tainted love

Don't touch me please
I cannot stand the way you tease
I love you though you hurt me so
Now I'm going to pack my things and go

Touch me baby, tainted love

Down in a hole

Bury me softly in this womb
I give this part of me for you
Sand rains down and here I sit
Holding rare flowers
In a tomb...in bloom

Down in a hole and I dont know if I can be saved
See my heart I decorate it like a grave
You dont understand who they
Thought I was supposed to be
Look at me now a man
Who wont let himself be

Down in a hole, feelin so small
Down in a hole, losin my soul
Id like to fly,
But my wings have been so denied

Down in a hole and theyve put all
The stones in their place
Ive eaten the sun so my tongue
Has been burned of the taste
I have been guilty
Of kicking myself in the teeth
I will speak no more
Of my feelings beneath

Down in a hole, feelin so small
Down in a hole, losin my soul
Id like to fly but my
Wings have been so denied

Bury me softly in this womb
Oh I want to be inside of you
I give this part of me for you
Oh I want to be inside of you
Sand rains down and here I sit
Holding rare flowers (oh I want to be inside of you)
In a tomb...in bloom
Oh I want to be inside...

Down in a hole, feelin so small
Down in a hole, losin my soul
Down in a hole, feelin so small
Down in a hole, outta control
Id like to fly but my
Wings have been so denied

Sweet dreams

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something

Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused!

I wanna use you and abuse you
I wanna know what's inside you

Movin' on
Hold your head up
Movin' on
Keep your head up

Movin' on!

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something

Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused

I'm gonna use you and abuse you
I'm gonna know what's inside
Gonna use you and abuse you
I'm gonna know what's inside you






"Last Day On Earth"

Yesterday was a million years ago
In all my past lives I played an asshole
Now I found you, it's almost too late
And this earth seems obliviating
We are trembling in our crutches
High and dead our skin is glass
I'm so empty here without you
I crack my xerox hands

I know it's the last day on earth
We'll be together while the planet dies
I know it's the last day on earth
We'll never say goodbye

The dogs slaughter each other softly
Love burns it's casualties
We are damaged provider modules
Spill the seeds at our children's feet
I'm so empty here without you
I know they want me dead

I know it's the last day on earth





Fear of the dark
I am a man who walks alone
And when Im walking a dark road
At night or strolling through the park

When the light begins to change
I sometimes feel a little strange
A little anxious when its dark

Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have a constant fear that someones always near
Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have a phobia that someones allways there

Have you run your fingers down the wall
And have you felt your neck skin crawl
When youre searching for the light?
Sometimes when youre scared to take a look
At the corner of the room
Youve sensed that somethings watching you

Have you ever been alone at night
Thought you heard footsteps behind
And turned around and no ones there?
And as you quicken up your pace
You find it hard to look again
Because youre sure theres someone there

Watching horror films the night before
Debating wiches and folklore
The unkown troubles on your mind
Maybe your mind is playing tricks
You sense and suddenly eyes fix
On dancing shadows from behind

Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have a constant fear that someones always near
Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have a phobia that someones allways there

When Im walking a dark road
I am a man who walkes alone





Cryptorchid

Each time I make my mother cry an
angel dies and falls from heaven
when the boy is still a worm it's hard to
learn the number seven but when they get to you
it's the first thing that they do each time I look outside
my mother dies, I feel my back is changing shape
when the worm consumes the boy it's never
considered rape when they get to you
prick your finger it is done...
the moon has now eclipsed the sun...
the angel has spread its wings...
the time has come for bitter things...



Mobscene

We are the thing of shapes to come
Your freedom’s not free and dumb
This Depression is great
The Deformation Age, they know my name
Waltz into scum and base and
Married to the pain

Bang, we want it
Bang, we want it
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!
You came to see the mobscene
I know it isn’t your scene
It’s better than a sex scene
and it’s so fucking obscene
Obscene, yeah.

You want commitment?
Put on your best suit; get your arms around me
Now we’re going down, down, down
You want commitment?
Put on your best suit; get your arms around me
Now we’re going down, down, down

Be obscene, be, be obscene
Be obscene, baby, and not heard






Heart- Shaped Glasses

She reminds me of the one in school
When I was cuttin'
She was dressed in white
And I couldn't take my eyes off her
But that's not what I took off that night

She'll never cover up what we did with her dress, no
She said kiss me
It'll heal
But it won't forget
Kiss me
It'll heal
But it won't forget

And I don't mind you keepin' me
On pins and needles
If I could stick to you
And you stick me too

Don't break
Don't break my heart
And I won't break your heart-shaped glasses
Little girl, little girl
You should close your eyes
That blue is getting me high





They Said That Hell's Not Hot


I kill myself in small amounts
In each relationship it's not
About love.
Just another funeral and
Just another girl left in tears.
And I'm waiting
With the sound turned off
I'm waiting
Like a glass balloon
And I'm fading
Into the void and then
I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone...
They said that hell's not hot
They said that hell's not hot
I gave my soul to someone else
She must have known that
It was already sold.
It was never about her,
It was about the hurt.
I'm waiting
Like a glass balloon
And I'm fading
Into the void and then
I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone...
They said that hell's not hot
They said that hell's not hot
I kill myself in small amounts
In each relationship it's not
About love.
Just another funeral and
Just another girl left in tears.
And I'm waiting
With the sound turned off
I'm waiting
Like a glass balloon
And I'm fading
Into the void and then
I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone...
They said that hell's not hot
They said that hell's not hot

ovo je jedan od prvih bandova čije sam cd-e dobila od starog i počela slušati...
stari me i usmjerio na pravi put, sada shvaćam kada mi je znao kao klinki govoriti da se prava glazba sluša zauvijek, nije prolazna kao današnja...




također jedan od prvih bandova koje sam slušala... još ih i danas volim...
u ruke sam ih dobila od jedne frendice kojoj se baš i nisu sviđali! imala sam sreće!




ovo je čovjek koji mi puno znači u životu... ne samo on, već njegova glazba... i molim, bilo kakve predrasude i mišljenja zadržite za sebe.




Hendrix je za mene jedna velika legenda. način na koji svira, izražava svoj dar, pjesme... volim ga!



Shot at 2007-07-05

Bend kojeg sam nedavno intenzivnije počela slušati, a i dosta mi znači zbog jedne osobe...





obožavam njihove stvari... jednostavno njihove pjesme dođu do tebe, osjetiš ih... i like it...



najsavršeniji čovjek na svijetu ...

četvrtak, 28.06.2007.

hello ...

Evo i mene ljudi nakon dužeg vremena. Nisam mogla objaviti novi post, nije me niti bilo u Karlovcu. Zadnji dan škole je prošao super i kao što su me mnogi pitali, da li sam se napila i slično, nisam. Moji iz razreda su bili veoma veseli, no nisam si dopustila takvu razonodu, ako bi je mogli tako nazvati. I od toga četvrtka pa sve do jučer nisam vidjela ekipu, ali sada sam ovdje. bila sam na moru. I zbilja je bilo super, žao mi je što sam se brzo vratila. Ali u osmome mjesecu odlazim ponovno. Pa za promjenu i nije loše. Tek toliko da se makneš od ljudi, grada i dosade koja se uvukla u posljednje vrijeme. I tako vidjeh svoje društvo na moru, nakon godine dana. Pozdravljam ih sve, ali pozdravljam i Ivanu iz Makarske. Draga moja, u 8.mj ćemo se obavezno naći.
Eto, praznici su stigli, to smo svi željno iščekivali. I sada kad vidim ljude žale se da ne znaju što će raditi. Očito je da nikada nismo zadovoljni. Ono što imamo ne cijenimo i uvijek težimo nečemu drugom, a kada to drugo ostvarimo shvatimo da to uopće nismo niti željeli.
Uglavnom, uživajte. Uredite si ljeto i dane kako najbolje znate, sve će ovo brzo proći.
-Kec: tnx na komentaru ali mislim da si ti malo pogriješio. Hvala Bogu da se pjesma ne zove Iron Maiden, kao što znamo oni su grupa, tj. bend ,a pjesma se nikako ne zove imenom grupe već 'Fear of the dark'. Samo sam navela ime benda kojemu pjesma i pripada.

I što još reći…
Pa veliki pozdrav i odmarajte se, zaslužili smo!!


i pazite da ne učinite neke pogreške zbog kojih bi mogli žaliti... često se događaju veliki propusti, osobito kada ni sami ne znamo što bi sa sobom.

ponedjeljak, 18.06.2007.

jako malo nam treba za sreću

Jako nam malo treba za sreću, a da do nje dođemo jebeno se naradimo.
ali kad pogledam koliko mi malih stvari znači,koliko me malo stvari čini sretnom i koliko truda uložim za nešto što se na kraju isplati, ma tada sam najsretnija! naravno, ako uložen trud nije isplativ padnem u ono teže stanje, puno depresije, melankolije. no, trenutno je sve ok.
bili mi na izletu u nedjelju! išli u Pulu, jedino mi žao što nisu išli dečki iz razreda. a jbg, šteta...
Mi obišli amfiteatar, forum u Puli, itd. bilo zanimljivo, čak sam i pazila što je vodič pričao, bilo je nadsve lijepo. e da, kasnije prošle mi do centra Pule, lijepo si popile kavicu, zapazila Goga slatkog momka, al jbg, imo djete , reko ništa od toga. uvijek ona nađe prave!! nakon toga nas otpeljali na plažu. tam smo se zezale, rješavale križaljke, našle groblje u blizini, predivno je. obišle smo sve, imam par slikica pa ih ispod možete i vidjeti.

e da,od četvrtka smo slobodni ljudi. napokon!!
mnogo zabave , fafa , izlazaka, dobrog društva i provoda želim!!

pozdrav svima!


ovo je groblje koje je veoma staro. najmlađi su pokopani oko 1910. god, a ima i onih koji su pokopani tokom 1800.-te godine.
to je inače talijansko i njemačko groblje. malo ima naših spomenika...















i za kraj: moje puce...

četvrtak, 14.06.2007.

prokleta nepravda ...

Osjećam bijes. I ne mogu opisati niti jednim brojem, ma ne bih mogla smjestiti ni na koju ljestvicu osjećaj nepravde. Ono što danas rade ne može se smjestiti niti na jednu rang listu nepravde. O, vjerujte. Uvjerena da pohađam školu koja je vrijedna svih mučenja, tlačenja ali ipak ima ono nešto i sve ću progutati zbog toga. E zbilja tako više ne mislim. Veoma elitna škola, puna učenih ljudi, da gimnazija. E sada bih mogla napisati što je gimnazija! Znam da postoji nepravde, znam da nikome ne ide u životu sve kako treba ili kako planira. I znam da svi imamo problema u školi, s profesorima, starcima. Ali jbg, znanje mi nećeš uzeti! Je li normalno da te profesor pred pločom drži 40 minuta? Ok, neka je. A je li sada normalno da nakon svih ponuđenih odgovora od kojih niti jedan nije bio pogrešan on meni zaključi 4? Ok, četvorka, big deal… Ali ta četvorka ovisi o mome uspjehu i prosjeku sada na kraju godine. Ne možete zamisliti kako je kada se mučite cijele godine a taj trud nitko ne nagradi. Ne tražim da mi plješću, već samo da dobijem ono što zaslužujem. I nakon što sam upitala profesora zašto sada dobivam četiri i što to nisam znala. On meni odgovori da nisam znala jedno pitanje, ali da vas podsjetim, to pitanje je bilo iz gradiva koje je obećao da neće pitati, stoga to nisam učila. Ja mu to pripomenem a on meni kaže da bez obzira ja to moram znati. Da, očito mi ništa nije mogao naći i uvažiti kao grešku, pa me sad zeza s tim gradivom koje uopće ne pita. Pitam se, zašto svoje miljenike, one marionete, one, ma ne znam kako da ih nazovem, možda takozvane ljude koji nemaju emocija i samo štrebaju, zašto njih nije pitao to gradivo?!
I ok, kužim da se živciram. Ali rekla sam mu jednu stvar.
Rekla sam da prihvaćam njegovu ocjenu i da ne podcjenjujem njegovo ocjenjivanje, ali ga također molim da on ne podcjenjuje moje znanje. Čovjek se samo izderao i neljubazno me poslao na mjesto. Hm, kako tipično ponašanje za one koji znaju da nemaju pravo.
Sad mi zbilja nije jasno kako nekima može poklanjati ocjene, drugima se sve popušta. Pa nisam primijetila da netko meni popušta. Svoje ocjene sam teško zaradila. Nije mi žao, sve su moje, ali neka budu poštene!! I kao što spominjah i ranije, vječito sam ambiciozna osoba, tražim najbolje od sebe, smatram da uvijek mogu bolje pa čak kada je i predobro. To me ubija.
Mrzim nepravdu!!
Nažalost nje ima, no opet imam svoje ideale s kojima je pokušavam zaustaviti, ali očito da je to veoma teško…



dosta prigodan spot

subota, 09.06.2007.

Da bi spoznao vrijednost sestre
Pitaj nekoga tko je nema.

Da bi spoznao vrijednost 10 godina
Pitaj svježe rastavljen par.

Da bi spoznao vrijednost 4 godine
Pitaj maturanta.

Da bi spoznao vrijednost jedne godine
Pitaj studenta koji je pao na završnom ispitu.

Da bi spoznao vrijednost devet mjeseci
Pitaj majku koja je rodila mrtvorođenče.

Da bi spoznao vrijednost jednog mjeseca
Pitaj majku koja je rodila nedonošče.

Da bi spoznao vrijednost jednog tjedna
Pitaj izdavača tjednih novina.

Da bi spoznao vrijednost jedne minute
Pitaj osobu koja je zakasnila na tramvaj, vlak ili avion

Da bi spoznao vrijednost jedne sekunde
Pitaj osobu koja je preživjela nesreću.

Da bi shvatio vrijednost prijatelja ili člana obitelji - izgubi ga.




Once I ran to you
Now I'll run from you



Nismo ni svjesni koliko radosti nam život pruža. Mora nas jako lupiti po glavi da bi se zapitali i postali svjesni koliko toga imamo. Uzimamo sve zdravo za gotovo, ne marimo za druge. Ja uvijek vidim samo probleme, kao i većina vas. Zapravo ne shvaćam da se sve što vrijedi nalazi kraj mene. Ali uvijek tražimo još, što je sasvim normalno, ljudi smo… ali nećemo postići ništa više, sve dok ne postanemo sretni s onime što već imamo!




Take my tears and that's not nearly all
Oh...tainted love
Tainted love

srijeda, 06.06.2007.

Eto, ljudi... Javljam se da vas obavjestim da smo jučer imale referat. Potrudile smo se, na kraju je ispalo dobro, pa mislim da je i on bio zadovoljan. Kraj priče, nadam se. I naravno, pitao je što ćemo sada. Odgovorila sam da nema više druženja s tom porodicom, tj. biljkom.
Shvaćamo svi, ne, sarkazam.
Ali ovih dana pripremala sam se na priznanje. ne bilo kakvo. priznanje staroj zbog čega imam referat i s kime. ok, ja njoj sve kažem, onak lijepo, opušteno. je li potrebno pisati što je dalje uslijedilo?!
pa ok, izjave tipa: ''uvijek vas tri! samo se to vama može dogoditi! zar ti pušiš?? zašto pred školom? toliko si balava, a gle kaj radiš?''
i to je bilo to. ok, kaj nema neke zabrane, prijetnji...?
ništa. mislim da Šuka ima i pravo. pričah s njim o tome. rekao je da starci više cijene iskrenost nego prikrivanje laži. možda ima pravo. do danas moja stara ništa o tome nije spominjala. što je čudno...
e da samo znate kako nagovaram starce da me puste na Mansonov koncert! očito niš od toga...
znam i sama- pa da je koncert ispred moje zgrade ne bih smjela ić! a možeš mislit da će me pustit u Ljubljanu.
e da, još malo pa gotova škola. he-he... ovo ljeto imam puno posla, malo vremena.
mislim, prvo idem čim škola završi na more, a kada se vratim radit ću na jednoj benzinskoj s frendom.
malo ću si zaradit para, pa s curama planiram do Zg-a kupit kakve stvarčice. u osmom mjesecu planiram do Splita kod frendice. trebala bih bit tamo par dana, izać van, pa da vidim kakava je kod njih
zabava.
osim toga, još sam i krizmana kuma, pa moram i to obavit.
mislim da će biti lijepo!! o samo da dođe taj 21.6. nema više tugovanja za time što vrijeme brzo prolazi. sada zbilja jedva čekam kraj godine.

i za kraj pozdravi:
-moje tri puce : Lucija, Marija i Dina
- Petra drago mi je kaj si mi se javila, a one slike, joj.... pripremi se na paljbu!!
- veliki pozdrav starom frendu Kekiju
- pusa Loli, Elli, Vanji i Aniti
- svima koji pišete blogove i s kojima se dopisujem
- šećer za kraj- Matesu podrška za sve kaj se događa


*sweet dreams*



eto ljudi, to je sve od mene...

Rudlava