subota, 01.11.2008.

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Imala sam davno blog.. Pisala sam svašta , i pametno i glupo .
Sad mi je čudno pisati nešto, osjećam se starije i ozbiljnije nego tad hehe XD .
Trenutno mi pada na pamet da si kosu počupam
strašno sam bijesna
na sve
na glupe ljude koji imaju predrasude
na osobe koje ne shvaćaju nešto tako očito.
Žao mi je svega, prvenstveno sebe, jer dopuštam da mi drugi ljudi maltene upravljaju životom.
Ne želim se svađati s budalama ... eek
Zašto na ovom svijetu postoje osobe koje tako jako mrzim?
Mrzim ih toliko jako da mislim ako nastave s tim ponašanjem da bi ih ubit mogla.
Ne čine konkretno meni ništa nažao, ali tako se odvratno ponašaju
tako odvratno pričaju
odvratan ton imaju..
ah.
mislim na jednu osobu XD
uglavnom...
bolje da prestanem pisati sad zujo
pozdravljam vas

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From my room I hear
The wind blow
Strings from icy harp
Filling the dark


blogovi:
Ivana >.<


slušam:
after forever,
alice in chains,
all shall perish,
altaria,
amon amarth,
amorphis,
anathema,
as I lay dying,
avantasia,
black sabbath,
cannibal corpse,
communic,
dark funeral,
dark tranquillity,
deep purple,
demons&wizards,
dimmu borgir,
dream theater,
epica,
evanescence,
halford,
helloween,
hladno pivo,
hypocrisy,
iced earth,
judas priest,
led zeppelin,
moonspell,
nevermore,
nightwish(s tarjom),
nirvana,
nocturnal rites,
novembre,
paradise lost,
pink floyd,
placebo,
rage,
running wild,
satyricon,
sentenced,
slayer,
the sins of thy beloved


obožavam ovu pjesmu cerek

Annabel Lee


It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love-
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me-
Yes!- that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we-
Of many far wiser than we-
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.

For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.







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