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O PINKDRESS
Pinkdres
je jako osjetljiva na nepravdu
pati kad drugi pate
voli mice mace i zeli jednu
voli svoj laptop
ne moze bez interneta,al
moze prezivjeti bez mobitela
zivcira njegova mama
i ostatak obitelji po tom pitanju
rijetko kad place
al kad place onda je ozbiljno
dobru mjuzu na radiju
shoping shoping shoping
je nezadovoljna trenutnim zivotnim
statusom
da putuje tj. "guza nikad ne da mira"
da zivi u neobicnim zemljama
sto nekad sanja na spanjolskom,
a nekad na engleskom
da puno prica (bez ikakvog smisla
sugovorniku)
da konstantno mijenja misljenje
Obozava Dubrovnik, London, Antigua(GT)
Gvatemalu i Morocco
nedostaje jo sunce...more...ljeto
vesele je na neki cudan nacin jesen i tuzni listovi
voli sol na kozi i
odsjaj sunca na crvenim krovovima Dubrovnika
dir po Stradunu
crno vino, mada od viska boli glava
siva svoje vlastite kreacije
plesati u disku
sminku, a pogotovo kad ti je netko drugi nanosi
materijale
second hand shopove
i markete
finu art photography
tamno zelenu boju i bold plavu od nedavno
voli pizzu i pastu
miris turske kave ujutro
je neodlucna
ne voli Cubu i Mexico
zivciraju je prepotentni tipovi
i mamine maze
ne voli zimu
i hladnocu
ne zeli djecu
sto pusi cigare
ne voli neimastinu
i copy cat osobe
mrzi sve praznike(osim
kad je neradno)
ne voli rad i red
boji se samoce

Zasto bas Pinkdress???
Zato sto je sve ostalo sto sam pokusala bilo zauzeto il vec upotrebljeno
Pinkdress blog je dobio ime na racun jedne pink dress haljine kupljene davne 2005 u Gvatemali
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nothing but trouble
ponedjeljak, 12.02.2007.
nekad samo treba malo vremena
Nekad mi zene trebamo samo malo vremena ( i prostora) da se opustimo...kao ja
Treba nam taj dio samoce i iako ne zelimo bit same, hocemo.
Tesko za shvatiti , znam.
Nekad nam treba samo slusati Bob Dylana Lay Lady Lay i razmisljati...ili bilo sto do Dylana

i ne imati nekog iz druge sobe da ti vice:
"i.............turn the music down I cant slep!"
hm....good night
i sjecati se proslih vremena
i mozda uplodam ubrzo par slicica iz Marocca
Tipican detalj iz Essaueire...plave barke



Djamal El Fna

Famozni raspadnuti dvorac o kojemu pjeva Jimi Hendrix - Castles Made Of Sand
Down the street you can hear her scream "you're a disgrace"
As she slams the door in his drunken face,
And now he stands outside and all the neighbours start to gossip
and drool.
He cries "Oh girl, you must be mad,
What happened to the sweet love you and me had?"
Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
And his tears fall and burn the garden green.
And so castles made of sand, fall in the sea, eventually.
A little Indian brave who before he was ten, played war games
in
the woods with his Indian friends, and he built a dream that
when he
grew up, he would be a fearless warrior Indian Chief.
Many moons passed and more the dream grew strong, until
tomorrow
He would sing his first war song,
And fight his first battle, but something went wrong,
Suprise attack killed him in his sleep that night
And so castles made of sand, melts into the sea eventually.
There was a young girl, whose heart was a frown,
Because she was crippled for life, and couldn't speak a
sound
And she wished and prayed she would stop living, so she decided
to die.
She drew her wheel chair to the edge of the shore, and to her
legs she smiled
"You won't hurt me no more."
But then a sight she'd never seen made her JUMP AND SAY
"Look, a golden winged ship is passing my way"
And it really didn't have to stop...it just kept on going.
And so castles made of sand slips into the sea,
Eventually

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