without a sense of feelin'
08.01.2007., ponedjeljak
hhmmmm...?
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dobila sam volju da napravim novi blog. to ću i napraviti i da, mislim da čita ovu glupost jedna osoba koja sigurno nebi smjela. ........... |
05.01.2007., petak
pukoh..
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Puklo me... Razmisljam o tome da izbrisem blog. Mislim cemu? Cemu to pisat,?? Kad i ovako i onako tko ovo cita samo misli da serem, mislim bas me zaboli, ali to su moja razmisljanja, cemu ih pisat ili uopce istaknut ako to nitko ne cijeni. Dosta mi je vise ljudi koji se kurce samo, dosta mi je vise da non-stop neko sere ne znam kaj. Dosta mi je vise svega. Pukla sam,. Ne mogu vise tako. Pun grad jebenih ljudi koje ne mogu nikako smislit i koji se furaju da nekog ili nesto... svi su neke jebene kopije, i dok dode netko originalan ili barem netko tko ne kopira druge je taj drek. Evo, cijeli zivot vec to trpim,.. da, dosta mi je vise tih glupih misljenja o godinama, dosta mi je vise toga da svatko svakoga zajebava. Dosta mi je pukla sam-opet kazem. Smatram da je vrijeme da prestaje sve ovo, ne ide mi. Ne ide i evo, pokusaj necega. Nikad nisam bila dobra u zadrzavanju necega, zasto bi to trebala promijenit? «The light goes out. The last and final time.» ... Never made it as a wise man, I couldn't cut it as a poor man stealin'. Tired of livin' like a blind man, I'm sick of sight without a sense of feelin, And this is how you remind me This is how you remind me Of what i really am It's not like you to say sorry I was waiting on a different story This time I'm mistaken For handing you a heart worth breakin' And I've been wrong, i've been down Been to the bottom of every bottle These five words in my head Scream "Are we having fun yet?" Yeah no It's not like you didn't know that I said I love you and I swear I still do It must have been so bad Cause living with me must have damn near killed you And this is how you remind me Of what i really am This is how you remind me  |
