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+Trenutno sam u ovom stanju +


***NE, OVO NIJE ANGELINA JOLIE() ,TO SAM SAMO JA
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jedan ubitačno dosadan/prilično zanimljiv život jednog stvora...
stoga...hey ho let's go...
+evo, ja sam jedno munjeno,pošandrcalo djevojče
+Ove zbunjole od staraca su mi dali ime Ana,prebivam u very fensi kvartu named Vrapče+
+Kažu da sam vesela,simpatična i pomalo munjena ( a ko nije )
al ...neću još dugo wee !
Mislila sam otić u Policiju,bit inspektor al predomislila sam se-> biću veterinarka

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+Od muzike sam prije slušala metal ali sad u jako jako jako malim količinama a sad slušam većinom sve ( al ne cajke )
naći ...sve kaj mi se sviđa a sad me drži tehno i rock+
ne više metall
+ovisna o : ORNAMENTU , dučan u prolazu Lovački rog
moj drugi domek !!! +

ŠKOLSKA VIDEOTEKA!!!
JEDINICA-"put bez povratka"
DVOJKA-"Obračun s ocem"
TROJKA-"Imati i neimati!
ČETVORKA-"Istinite laži"
PETICA-"San ljetne noći"
PISANJE TESTA-"Ne okreći se sine"
PROFESORI-"Gospodari pakla"
ŠTREBER DOBIO 1-"Kad bogati plaču"

+NAJDRAŽA DVA BLOGA+
Barbara i Moki
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+VOLIM+
SPAVATI ( još da mi je tu Tyson Beckford bilo bi ljepše al čovjek bi se poslje mene bojao žena )


inače nisam baš za žensko društvo al volim neke curke iz razreda
--->klik klik --->Nelu,Butku,Ringi,Brdu...njih pogotowo
neke cure ne volim jer mislim da su dvolične,ne samo iz razreda,i druge...


VERI IMPORT ABAUT MI OBOŽAVAM ŽIVOTINJE,zakleta vegitarijanka

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ŽIVOTNI MOTO : '' BOLJE DA ME LJUDI MRZE ZBOG ONOGA ŠTO JESAM NEGO DA ME VOLE ZBOG ONOGA ŠTO NISAM ''

+VOLIM JOŠ I :::+

sestričnu Marinu i Gogu
NAJBOLJE sestrične koje si iko more poželjeti
neš malo o njima

MARINA
-uvijek vesela ko i ja, voli zajebanciju i obožavaaa Rihanu

GOGA
-strpljiva,simpa i odlično kuha


volm joššš
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Sanju
Đurana
staru
pedera iz Big Brother kuće
HRVOJE VOJIM TEE

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JOŠ PONEŠTO O MENI
-najdraža poštapalica mi je : '' nemoj jebat ''
-po ljetu prva rečenica koju uputim razredu je '' Antonio vruće mije

Look at this ->>>moje priznanje

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trenutno sam solo jer ...( pogleč sliku dolje )

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I DA -> MOJ MEJL : hypnotic-lady@net.hr (pogleč dolje sliku )

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+ali najviše od svega volim ... +

+NE VOLIM+
MOBITELEE
evo moj je trenutno u ovom stanju

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kad me ljudi prisiljavaju bit neš šta ja nisam
kad me prisiljavaju slušat cajke
bullyng
daveže
''vampire'' -> ljude nakon kojih se osjećaš ko da te dohvatio vampir
neku ekipu u školi
neke profače
kad mi naređuju
itd. itd...
A POGOTOVO MRZIM ŠKOLU !!!!!!!!!!!!

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NAJDRAŽA pjesma
---LAYLA ~by:Eric Clapton---
---Heart shaped glasess ~by Marilyn Manson---

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C	Chatty
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LYRICS

ERIC CLAPTON - ''LAYLA''

What'll you do when you get lonely
And nobody's waiting by your side?
You've been running and hiding much too long.
You know it's just your foolish pride.

Layla, you've got me on my knees.
Layla, I'm begging, darling please.
Layla, darling won't you ease my worried mind.

I tried to give you consolation
When your old man had let you down.
Like a fool, I fell in love with you,
Turned my whole world upside down.

Chorus

Let's make the best of the situation
Before I finally go insane.
Please don't say we'll never find a way
And tell me all my love's in vain.

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Bon Jovi
It's My Life

This ain't a song for the broken-hearted
No silent prayer for the faith-departed
I ain't gonna be just a face in the crowd
You're gonna hear my voice
When I shout it out loud

Chorus:
It's my life
It's now or never
I ain't gonna live forever
I just want to live while I'm alive
(It's my life)
My heart is like an open highway
Like Frankie said
I did it my way
I just wanna live while I'm alive
It's my life

This is for the ones who stood their ground
For Tommy and Gina who never backed down
Tomorrow's getting harder make no mistake
Luck ain't even lucky
Got to make your own breaks

Chorus:
It's my life
And it's now or never
I ain't gonna live forever
I just want to live while I'm alive
(It's my life)
My heart is like an open highway
Like Frankie said
I did it my way
I just want to live while I'm alive
'Cause it's my life

Better stand tall when they're calling you out
Don't bend, don't break, baby, don't back down

Chorus:
It's my life
And it's now or never
'Cause I ain't gonna live forever
I just want to live while I'm alive
(It's my life)
My heart is like an open highway
Like Frankie said
I did it my way
I just want to live while I'm alive

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It's my life
And it's now or never
'Cause I ain't gonna live forever
I just want to live while I'm alive
(It's my life)
My heart is like an open highway
Like Frankie said
I did it my way
I just want to live while I'm alive
'Cause it's my life!

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ELTON JOHN - '' TINY DANCER ''


Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band
Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand

Jesus freaks out in the street
Handing tickets out for God
Turning back she just laughs
The boulevard is not that bad

Piano man he makes his stand
In the auditorium
Looking on she sings the songs
The words she knows, the tune she hums

But oh how it feels so real
Lying here with no one near
Only you and you can hear me
When I say softly, slowly

Hold me closer tiny dancer
Count the headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of linen
you had a busy day today

Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band
Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand

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LED ZEPPELIN - 'IMMIGRANT SONG ''

Ah, ah,
We come from the land of the ice and snow,
From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
The hammer of the gods will drive our ships to new lands,
To fight the horde, singing and crying: Valhalla, I am coming!

On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will be the western shore.

Ah, ah,
We come from the land of the ice and snow,
From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore,
Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.

On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will be the western shore.

So now you'd better stop and rebuild all your ruins,
For peace and trust can win the day despite of all your losing.

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Friends
(Page/Plant)

Bright light almost blinding, black night still there shining,
I can't stop, keep on climbing, looking for what I knew.

Had a friend, she once told me, "You got love, you ain't lonely,"
Now she's gone and left me only looking for what I knew.

Mmm, I'm telling you now, The greatest thing you ever can do now,
Is trade a smile with someone who's blue now, It's very easy just...

Met a man on the roadside crying, without a friend, there's no denying,
You're incomplete, they'll be no finding looking for what you knew.

So anytime somebody needs you, don't let them down, although it grieves you,
Some day you'll need someone like they do, looking for what you knew.

Mmm, I'm telling you now, The greatest thing you ever can do now,
Is trade a smile with someone who's blue now, It's very easy just...


MARILYN MANSON-THE NOBODIES


Today I'm dirty
I want to to be pretty
Tomorrow I know, I'm just dirt
Today I'm dirty
I want to to be pretty
Tomorrow I know, I'm just dirt

We are the nobodies
Wanna be somebodies
We're dead, we know just who we are
We are the nobodies
Wanna be somebodies
We're dead, we know just who we are

Yesterday I was dirty
Wanted to be pretty
I know now that I'm forever dirt
Yesterday I was dirty
Wanted to be pretty
I know now that I'm forever dirt

We are the nobodies
Wanna be somebodies
We're dead, we know just who we are
We are the nobodies
Wanna be somebodies
We're dead, we know just who we are

Some children died the other day
We feed machines and then we pray
Look up and down mortified
You should have seen the ratings that day
Some children died the other day
We feed machines and then we pray
Look up and down mortified
You should have seen the ratings that day

We are the nobodies
Wanna be somebodies
We're dead, we know just who we are
We are the nobodies
Wanna be somebodies
We're dead, we know just who we are
We are the nobodies
Wanna be somebodies
We're dead, we know just who we are
We are the nobodies
Wanna be somebodies
We're dead, we know just who we are

MM-THE BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE

And I don't want ya, and I don't need ya,
Don't bother to resist, or I'll beat ya,
It's not your fault that you're always wrong,
The weak ones are there, justify the strong,
The beautiful people, the beautiful people,
It's all relative to the size of your steeple,
You can't see the forest, for the trees,
And you can't smell your own...
...And on your knees!

There's no time to discriminate,
Hate every other hater that's in your way!

Hey you, what do you see?
Something beautiful or something free?
Hey you, are you trying to be mean?
You live with apes man, it's hard to be clean.

ahhhhhhhhh.....ahhhhhhhhh

The worms will live, in every host,
It's hard to pick which one they'll eat the most

The horrible people, the horrible people,
It's all atomic as the size of your steeple,
Capitalisim, has made it this way,
Old-Fashion facisim will take it away.

Hey you, what do you see?
Something beautiful, or something free?
Hey you, are you trying to be mean?
You live with apes, man, it's hard to be clean.

There's no time to discriminate,
Hate every other hater that's in your way!

The beautiful people, the beautiful people,
The beautiful people, the beautiful people,
The beautiful people, the beautiful people,
The beautiful people, the beautiful people!

Hey you, what do you see?
Something beautiful, or something free?
Hey you, are you trying to be mean?
You live with apes man, it's hard to be clean,

Hey you, what do you see?
Something beautiful, or something free?
Hey you, are you trying to be mean?
You live with apes man, it's hard to be clean,

The beautiful people, the beautiful people,
The beautiful people, the beautiful people,
The beautiful people, the beautiful people,
The beautiful people, the beautiful people.

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MM-SWEET DREAMS

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something

Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused!

I wanna use you and abuse you
I wanna know what's inside you

Movin' on
Hold your head up
Movin' on
Keep your head up (repeats 3x)

Movin' on!

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something

Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused

I'm gonna use you and abuse you
I'm gonna know what's inside
Gonna use you and abuse you
I'm gonna know what's inside you ...

MM-THE FIGHT SONG

I know they suffocate you more than the passing of everyday human events
And isolation is the oxygen mask you're making children breath into to survive
But I'm not a slave to god that doesn't exist
And I'm not a slave to world that doesn't give a shit

And when we were good
You just close your eyes
So when we are bad
We'll scar your minds

Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!
Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!

You'll never grow up to be a big rock star
Celebrated victim of your fame
Just cut our wrists like cheap coupons
And say that "death was on sale today"

And when we were good
You just close your eyes
So when we are bad
We'll scar your minds

But I'm not a slave to god that doesn't exist
And I'm not a slave to world that doesn't give a shit

The death of one is a tragedy
The death of one is a tragedy
The death of one is a tragedy
The death of a million is just a statistic

But I'm not a slave to god that doesn't exist
And I'm not a slave to world that doesn't give a shit
But I'm not a slave to god that doesn't exist
And I'm not a slave to world that doesn't give a shit

Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!
Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!

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četvrtak, 18.10.2007.

Ne puštaj ...

Evo trenutno sam u koma stanju pa kaj ste sumnjali da ću vas poštedit
, jedna pjesma za mog ...ah...jednog koji zapravo i nikad nije bio moj..


Sjetit ćeš se jednog dana što bio si mi u životu,
shvatit ćeš koliko si mi...značio.
Jedne noći kada žuti će mjesec past nad hladan grad
znat ćeš da nema me više,
a shvatit ćeš da nitko te nikada...nije volio kao što sam
te nekada voljela ja.
Otići ćeš...na moj grob i uz zapaljenu
svijeću moliti za oprost,ali umjesto glasa mog što
oprost ti daje,ti ćut ćeš samo jecaje svoje i svoje suze
kako padaju po mojoj vječnoj postelji.
Nadam se da pitati tada ćeš sam sebe kako mogao
si samo tako otići,kako mogao si
po zadnji put usne mi usnama dirati,a da to nisi radio
iskreno,a da to nisi radio jer si me volio.Digni se
tada,ljubavi jedina,i otiđi uz pratnju tišine i
svojih koraka,hodaj polako,ne okreći se i
ne vraćaj se jer tvoje me prisustvo...i mrtvu
boli...



a sad jedna pričica...

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Ne puštaj
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SANJALA SAM da sjedim na oblaku. Sanjala sam tebe. Sanjala sam sunce iznad nas. Vidjela sam ga. Stisnula

sam onu kartu u svom džepu. Ti ju nisi imao. Ti si pripadao ovdje. Ja sam bila samo posjetitelj. Ti ostaješ tu

ZAUVJEK. Ustvari, TO SMO MI. Mi NISMO ono što smo mislili da jesmo. Mi NISMO one dvije osobe koje su sjedile

jedna pored druge, pričale nekoliko puta, proživljavale svoje rutine s nekoliko međusobnih interferencija. To je

jedan drugi svijet. Onaj koji sam odbacila. Onaj koji ne želim. Prokleti košmar. To je ono nestvarno u mom

životu. Ono imaginarno. Nepostojeće. Ovo. To je ono stvarno. Istina. Mi ovdje smo istina. Mi smo san.
Nebo je sivo. Pada kiša. Kapljice klize po staklu. Po mom staklenom obrazu. Led se topi. Dala sam se zalediti.

Rekla sam im da me probude u nekom ljepšem vremenu. Rekla sam im da me paze. Ali izvadio me. Netko. I

ostavio vani na kiši. I zaboravio me. Prvo da se ODLEDIM. Da OSJETIM hladnoću, kišu, mrak. Da osjetim kako

prodire u mene. Da istrunem tamo sama. Poput pseta. U kutiji.Čekam svoju smrt. Konačni MIR. Pokušavam

zanemariti bol. Pokušavam zaboraviti na sve. Neću dugo čekati. Sigurna sam u to. Više ne osjećam ruke ni

noge. Samo trnci u trbuhu. Tjeraju me na SMIJEH. Smijem se poput glupog djeteta. Zadnji puta. Ne mogu se

kontrolirati. Već me boli trbuh, ali ja se još uvijek histerično smijem. Smijem se sama sebi. Polako osjećam kako

oni trnci nestaju. Osjećam kako se raspadaju. Prestajem osjećati utrobu. Još samo srce kuca. Svojim

NAJJAČIM otkucajima. Jedino još ono osjeća šugavu bol. I dopušta joj da ga obuzme. I počne ga gušiti.

Stišavati. Polako se zaustavlja. Razmaci između otkucaja postaju sve veći i veći...Čujem neke glasove u

daljini. Približavaju mi se. Prepoznajem ih mutno. To su ONI. Sada su me se sjetili…Izvadili su me iz kutije i položili

na bolnički krevet. Čujem elektricitet kako prolazi kroz mene. Čujem histeriju u zraku. Paniku. Njihove glasove

koji me bodre. Čujem ih, ali ih ne osjećam. Ne više. Osjećam mir. Kako me obuzima. Ponovno. Sada me više

neće moći vratiti. Više niti čujem niti vidim. Moje misli više nisu ovdje. Moje su misli IZNAD SVEGA. Lišene svakog

ometanja. ČISTE I HLADNE.Osmjeh mi se razvukao po licu. Poslijednji osmijeh. PUSTITE ME na miru. Želim sanjati.

Vidim te. Ti si svjetlo. Znam da me nisi ti izvadio. Vjerujem ti. To nisi bio ti. Niti sam to bila ja. OVO SADA, OVDIJE,

TO SAM JA. Glasovi – više ih ne čujem. Spodobe – više ih ne vidim. Samo otkucaji, sve sporiji i sporiji. I TI. Na

svom oblaku. Smiješ se. Samo kad se srce smiri, onda ću osjetiti sreću. Sada se još muti sa boli. Prestani kucati!

Ostaješ samo ti.
Ali gubim te. Jebemu. Zašto? Čekaj. Tvoj osmjeh. Postaje iskrivljena grimasa. I ovo je laž. Hah….

hahahahhahhahaha… Istina. Apsolutna istina ne postoji. Koja sam ja budala... Ne postoji apsolutno dobro.

Samo uljepšano prokleto zlo. Bitna je samo perspektiva. Kut gledanja. Ne postoji ni raj ni pakao. Postojimo

samo mi. I ono što sami stvorimo. To je jedino istinito. Istina je samo naša. Istina je subjektivna. Nitko nema

pravo prisvajati istinu. Samo da me nisu pokušavali vratiti. Budale! Zaustavili su me na sredini. Uzeli su mi život i

uskratili smrt. Ponovno čujem i vidim. Vidim njihova lica, nasmješena, sretna. Kao nakon dobro obavljenog

posla. Grle me, ispričavaju se, uzimaju me za ruke. Gledam ih. I ne osjetim ništa. Vidjela sam i tebe u daljini. Ali

to ionako više nisi bio ti. Nisam ništa osjetila. Ni kišu, ni sunce, ne više. Nisam osjećala ni ruke ni noge, ali

svejedno sam mogla hodati. Da sam stala na čavao, ne bih više osjetila. Opipali su mi bilo. Prestrašili su se

kada nisu ništa osjetili.

Mogla sam vidjeti strah u NJIHOVIM očima. Ustala sam se iz kreveta počela hodati. Mrtva, ali zarobljena na

ovom svijetu. Bez nade, bez smjera, bez cilja. Do obale. Sama.


***Molim za san… Vrati mi san! Tako sam umorna…………… ***