Opis jedne žene, opis mene...
She's imperfect but she tries
She is good but she lies
She is hard on herself
She is broken and won't ask for help
She is messy but she's kind
She is lonely most of the time
She is all of this mixed up
And baked in a beautiful pie
...She is gone but she used to be mine...
It's not what I asked for. Sometimes life just slips in through a back door and carves out a person..And makes you believe it's all true and now I've got you and you're not what I asked for.
If I'm honest I know I would give it all back for a chance to start over and rewrite an ending or two for the girl that I knew.
(Sara Bareilles-She used to be mine)
Večer dobri ljudi! Kako biste vi sebe opisali?
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