srijeda, 07.03.2007.

...all I ever wanted...

17:17...netko misli na mene. jako poznata poštapalica koju vječno spominjem. Svidio mi se netko. Frćkav je. lijepi. ;) zezaju me za njega. Nije me briga. Stvari mi ispadaju. Nemam pojma o čem pričam. Postala sam gluplja no inače. kaj se događa? Ima isto ime kao moj polubrat. Nije onaj na koga mislite da je. ovome ime počinje sa I. sviđa mi se. Iako znam da skoro cijela škola čita ovaj blog i da im je izvor informacija, nek čitaju. Imaju vremena. briga me. Najsočnije informacije ostaju u odajama plavih korica. Ja sam sretna u zadnje vrijeme. Samo da mi nije ona kulja iz gospodarstva, sve bi bilo savršeno. Da.

Look at the stars,
Look how they shine for you,
And everything you do,
Yeah they were all yellow,

I came along
I wrote a song for you
And all the things you do
And it was called yellow

So then I took my turn
Oh all the things I've done
And it was all yellow

Your skin
Oh yeah your skin and bones
Turn into something beautiful
D'you know you know I love you so
You know I love you so

I swam across
I jumped across for you
Oh all the things you do
Cause you were all yellow

I drew a line
I drew a line for you
Oh what a thing to do
And it was all yellow

Your skin
Oh yeah your skin and bones
Turn into something beautiful
D'you know for you i bleed myself dry
For you i bleed myself dry

Its true look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look how they shine
look at the stars look how they shine for you
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