Sve manje tipova ostaje poput nas, sve drugo odavno je otišlo u Honduras...
02.07.2007., ponedjeljak
To je nešto o čemu maštam več duže vrjeme...
Simon & Garfunkel - "I am a rock" A winter's day In a deep and dark December; I am alone, Gazing from my window to the streets below On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow. I am a rock, I am an island. I've built walls, A fortress deep and mighty, That none may penetrate. I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain. It's laughter and it's loving I disdain. I am a rock, I am an island. Don't talk of love, But I've heard the words before; It's sleeping in my memory. I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died. If I never loved I never would have cried. I am a rock, I am an island. I have my books And my poetry to protect me; I am shielded in my armor, Hiding in my room, safe within my womb. I touch no one and no one touches me. I am a rock, I am an island. And a rock feels no pain; And an island never cries. ...i nadam se da če mi uspjeti jer je tako puno bolje. Al ipak-možda sam sasma (:D) u krivu...možda ipak niste za mene...žao mi je šta vas više nemogu gledat objektivno,to bi mi puno pomoglo... Tiče se dvije osobe koje se najvjerojatnije neče prepoznati al imah potrebu napisat i ja nešto ovako. Ne namjeravam neko vrjeme pisat. hvala Ljube =) |