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forever isn't long enough

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sweet about me:

× SARA.
× 17.
× 3.d
× medijski tehničar
× čakovec.mursko središće.
sv martin na muri.

× rock.metal.
× optimist.
× žvakača.


take me as i am:

damn

All we are is dust in the wind.

Metaphor
You stole my pure intentions
You are the sickness in between
Let me in, I’ll bury the pain
You taught me to be sad as you
You almost made me take it all
Let me in, I’ll bury the pain
You bend me and you shake me
You beg me then you break me
Let me in, I’ll bury the pain
You made me feel like a sinner
Now you fear you’ll die alone
Let me in, I’ll bury the pain

The sickness that you are
A plague that made me starve
Do you think you can show me
How I come this far?
The sickness that you are
A plague that made me starve
Do you think you can show me
How I come this far?
I feel it’s taking over
And everything falls dark
Break me open, the desperate cry
The sickness that you are
A plague that made me starve
Do you think you can show me
How I come this far?
The sickness that you are
A plague that made me starve
Do you think you can show me
How I come this far?
by:InFlames

_____


And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our soul
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show
How everything still turns to gold
And if you listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last
When all is one and one is all, yeah
To be a rock and not to roll.


And she's buying the stairway to heaven

dearest:

friends will be friends
cure
2d
jee
haha blog je cool :D

NJIH VOLIM

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16.11.2008. { 23:29 }

slušala sam (pozorno) riječi pjesme Hladnoga piva - Sreća.
kolko je samo istine u njoj..nažalost.
poredali su te reklame, kao da na njima ima nekaj važnoga. jea rajt.
"svinjski vrat 27.99kn, češnjak 6.99kn, sir gauda 39,99kn"
uh uh. korisno.jako!*rolleyes*

"Kako nebi okolo gledali
Niz ulice su nam poredali
Velike slike u boji na kojima točno stoji
Kako izgleda sreća kad se uveća"



heh.ima nekaj i u tome..bar ne vidimo kako zapravo svijet izgleda..na neki način dobro.
ali i nije..ne živimo u stvarnom svijetu..sve je to iluzija..ko zna kak zapravo svijet izgleda.
ja vidim samo onaj malimalimali dio koji je za mene dovoljan.

kako izgleda sreća kad se uveća? na tim plakatima,reklamama,velikim slikama..izgleda umjetno.
zar sreća ne može biti prava? prirodna? istinska?
i sreća je relativna stvar.

hm..čekaj malo..zakaj komentiram reklame?? ja? nebi smijela..ako Bog da, to bi mi u budućnosti trebal biti posao. heeh.

"Plakala sam što nisam imala cipele, dok nisam vidjela čovjeka koji nije imao nogu."



hm.mislim da bih ja trebala biti sretna. kao i svi vi koji čitate ovo (lol.). bar što se tiče materijalnih stvari.
čovječe, imaš računalo, net, struju, krov nad glavom, i kaj je u ovo doba jako važno, znaš koristiti računalo i još važinje od svega..znaš čitati. budi sretan..sjeti se ponekad onih koji to nemaju.

ah.. sreća je tako relativna stvar. j***te materijalizam namcor


"The greatest thing you can ever do now,
is trade a smile with someone who's blue now.
(Led Zeppelin)"



pozdravljam!

sara.


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