There was only one road back to L.A. US Interstate 15, just a flat-out high speed burn through Baker and Barstow and Berdoo. Then on to the Hollywood Freeway straight into frantic oblivion: safety, obscurity. Just another freak in the Freak Kingdom. We’d gone in search of the American Dream. It had been a lame fuck around, a waste of time. There was no point in looking back. Fuck no, not today thank you kindly. My heart was filled with joy. I felt like a monster reincarnation of Horatio Alger: a man on the move, and just sick enough to be totally confident.
I can actually watch myself behaving in this terrible way, but I can't control it. mwa!
stranice koje (više ne) posječujem, a želim ih imat na jednom mjestu haha
http://nix-pop./ smeće neće da posta cjeli link...između ove zadnje točke i kose crte još ide ---> d l . a m <--- al bez ovih razmaka đizs krajst kako neće postati bokte wtf hahaha
"Moj je dragi najbolji,
njega svaka cura voli.
ajde pleši linđo,
pleši,pleši linđo.
Ajde dragi sve pokaži,
otkri nama svoje draži.
Pleši,pleši linđo
ajde pleši linđo."
Gle duplu votku poslije kiše
Puna je kapi pa se njišem
Votka po Votka k tom još dupla
I ja sam drven poput trupla
Kad se probudim ispod stola
Pitam se dal' krv još mnome kola
Kroz glavu tad prođe mi prvo
da li sam čovjek ili drvo.
PHC
Zumbuli,zumbuli cvatu
jebem ti mamu i tatu,
jebem ti baku i dedu,
a sada ste vi na redu