the lost world

27.04.2007., petak

. . . Most of what matters in your life takes place in your absence . . .

malo ljudi će ovo shvatiti ali ja želim ovo: url=http://imageshack.us][/url] The Ground Beneath Her Feet lyrics All my life, I worshipped her. Her golden voice, her beauty's beat. How she made us feel, how she made me real. And the ground beneath her feet. And the ground beneath her feet. And now I can't be sure of anything. Black is white and cold is heat. For what I worshipped stole my love away. It was the ground beneath her feet. It was the ground beneath her feet Go lightly down your darkened way. Go lightly underground. I'll be down there in another day. I won't rest until you're found. Let me love you, let me rescue you. Let me bring you where two roads meet. Oh come back above. Where there is only love. Only love... Let me love you true, let me rescue you. Let me bring you to where two roads meet Let me love you true, let me rescue you. Let me bring you to where two roads meet

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24.04.2007., utorak

. . . sleep comes like a drug . . .

. . . što muči malu djevojčicu od 5 godina upitao bi on sada . . . . . . a na to bi ja odgovorila mala djevojčica je sama, predugo je bila sama i boji se da će uvijek ostati sama jer zašto bi ikad itko volio mene? . . . . . . htjela bih opet sanjati . . .

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22.04.2007., nedjelja

. . . volim kad se glupo smiješ . . .

me happy i možda mi je malko stalo. . . hehe. . .

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19.04.2007., četvrtak

. . . kad odrastem postat ću Darth Vader . . .

Talkin' to herself, there's no one else who needs to know... She tells herself, oh... Memories back when she was bold and strong And waiting for the world to come along... Swears she knew it, now she swears he's gone nikad nisam bila dobra s osjećajima, bar ne pretjerano uvijek bi pukla pa bi iskočili, ili ostali zatomljeni, pokušavala sam ih uravnotežit ali nije išlo jer sam krive emocije ubila, one loše ostavila. Sad to sve pokušavam dovesti nekako u red i iskreno ne ide mi baš, ali shvatila sam što više to sređujem to sve postaje neurednije i kaotičnije, ali se osjećam spokojnije. po prvi put osjećam se ko malo djete koje je dobilo lizalicu i to onu najjeftiniju jer starci nisu imali para i ono je samo bilo sretno jer ima tu lizalicu. što pokušavam reći na moj način je dio mene se vratio, dio promijenio, ali i dio popunio s još većom zlobom i tako sada sam svaki dan bliže i bliže svom darth vaderskom obliku. i sretna sam zbog toga i presretna jer divno je mrziti, divno je voljeti, divno je biti glupača, divno je biti pametan, divno je sve u jednom trenutku osjećati zbog jedne osobe koja ti nikada neće pripadati a jako ti je zanimljiva. i imaš novu lutkicu, igračicu i zabavno ti je dok se jednostavno ne potroši ko lizalica onome malome djetetu. i tako iznova ideš dalje, igračka za igračkom, gaziš i odbacuješ i nadaš se možda ćeš ti jednog dana biti nekome ta igračkica jer možda će te ipak netko voljeti. Desert sky Dream beneath a desert sky The rivers run but soon run dry We need new dreams tonight Desert rose Dreamed I saw a desert rose Dress torn in ribbons and in bows Like a siren she calls to me Sleep comes like a drug In God's Country Sad eyes, crooked crosses In God's Country Set me alight We'll punch a hole right through the night Everyday the dreamers die See what's on the other side She is liberty And she comes to rescue me Hope, faith, her vanity The greatest gift is gold Sleep comes like a drug In God's Country Sad eyes, crooked crosses In God's Country Naked flame She stands with a naked flame I stand with the sons of Cain Burned by the fire of love Burned by the fire of love fulfill your destiny they say this is my destiny . . . i 'm Darth Vader

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15.04.2007., nedjelja

. . . drive away. . .

za informaciju zbunjenih ljudi nisam zaljubljena jer je to osobama poput mene nemoguće. no neda mi se pisati cila hištorija neg sam ću napisati: PUTOVANJE JE POČELO Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village, though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods and frozen lake The darkest evening of the year. He gives his harness bells a shake To ask if there's some mistake. The only other sound's the sweep Of easy wind and downy flake. The woods are lovely, dark and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep.

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13.04.2007., petak

. . . hm?!?!?!?!?!? . . .

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11.04.2007., srijeda

. . . he he . . .

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10.04.2007., utorak

. . . eh . . .

predivan osjećaj sllobode, bezbrižnosti i viđenja starih znanaca . . . sutra imam pivu sa starim kolegom . . . me happy . . . I had to escape The city was sticky and cruel Maybe I should have called you first But I was dying to get to you I was dreaming while I drove The long straight road ahead, uh, huh Could taste your sweet kisses Your arms open wide This fever for you is just burning me up inside I drove all night to get to you Is that alright I drove all night Crept in your room Woke you from your sleep To make love to you Is that alright I drove all night What in this world Keep us from tearing apart No matter where I go I hear The beating of your heart I think about you When the night is cold and dark No one can move me The way that you do Nothing erases the feeling between me and you I drove all night to get to you Is that alright I drove all night Crept in your room Woke you from your sleep To make love to you Is that alright I drove all night Could taste your sweet kisses Your arms open wide This fever for you is just burning me up inside I drove all night to get to you Is that alright I drove all night Crept in your room Woke you from your sleep To make love to you I drove all night... to hold you tight

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08.04.2007., nedjelja

. . . e da brate ka danas je uskrs jebiga . . .

e da ja ne slavim uskrs, ali eto sretan uskrs svima itd. shit i tak. no uskrs sam dočekala uz preloš bend po nazivu altera na nirvana tribeutu u boogaloo-u. pobogu fakat su loši i da nisam bila u elementu jer sam bila s dve super osobe popizdila bi . . . no, al me happy i dalje. . . jebe mi se za sve živo došla sam kući oko 19 h i ja presretna. . . vraćam svoj život i počinjem disati punim plućima . . . i sretna sam do neba i natrag . . . već jako jako dugo nisam bila ona stara ja, ona stara gospodarica svemira . . . i sad sam ponovu tu. . .

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07.04.2007., subota

. . . me on top of the world . . . .

kak je lijepo vrijeme. supač.jeeeeeej. ne znam kaj bi pisala, pa evo uživam u lijepoti dana i tak, idem van opet noćas i tak sve je supač. već se dulje vrijeme nisam ovak osjećala. i sad mi nije žao što je gotovo. možda malko nedostaje. i znam da će kasnije shvatiti neke stvari, al jebiga ko će glavu slušat kad je ljubav u pitanju. vratio mi se moj najdraži frend. polako stavljam stvari na svoje mjesto. uživam. . . me happy. . .

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05.04.2007., četvrtak

. . . opet sam oživia imam force se borit . . .

nešto se pomaklo, sve je krenulo, . . . There's colors on the street Red, white and blue People shufflin' their feet People sleepin' in their shoes But there's a warnin' sign on the road ahead There's a lot of people sayin' we'd be better off dead Don't feel like Satan, but I am to them So I try to forget it, any way I can. Keep on rockin' in the free world, Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world, Keep on rockin' in the free world. I see a woman in the night With a baby in her hand Under an old street light Near a garbage can Now she puts the kid away, and she's gone to get a hit She hates her life, and what she's done to it There's one more kid that will never go to school Never get to fall in love, never get to be cool. Keep on rockin' in the free world, Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world, Keep on rockin' in the free world. We got a thousand points of light For the homeless man We got a kinder, gentler, Machine gun hand We got department stores and toilet paper Got styrofoam boxes for the ozone layer Got a man of the people, says keep hope alive Got fuel to burn, got roads to drive. Keep on rockin' in the free world, Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world, Keep on rockin' in the free world.

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04.04.2007., srijeda

. . . when i was a young girl . . .

I feel your heart It's beating time with mine But love love love is on the line He hold you down But I know you want to run You're hot hot loaded like a gun Oh you feel so trapped and confused Start with nothing and you've got nothing to love You can NEVER never never ever hide your heart Don't you ever ever ever ever try it If you don't give your heart wings you'll NEVER never never ever fly Break down the walls You've got to cut the ties There's pain pain burning in your eyes It's time to fight It's time for tearing free Oh come come running straight to me Oh you know he don't love you like i do Don't make believe that you don't feel it too

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01.04.2007., nedjelja

. . . htjeti . . .

. . . plakala danas cijeli dani i nastavljam s plačom . . . . . . kako je to izgubiti a da ne boli . . . . . . kao što rekoh u prošlom postu bilo je zacrtano . . . . . . pribilježavam ovo kao 4. dan od bad dana . . . . . . tila bi samo jedno, a to je jedina osoba uz koju ne razmišljm o ničemu, a stalo mi je do njega . . . . . . tila bi bracu svog . . . . . . tila bi pokoriti cili svijet . . . . . . tila bi sve zaboravit . . . . . . tila bi biti slobodna . . . . . . najviše od svega tila bi da je nekome istinski stalo do mene i to na onaj način . . . . . . tila bi živjeti . . . . . . tila bi biti tu prisutna umom i tijelo . . . . . . zapravo sve što želim je nemoguće i suze mi jedino preostaju . . .

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