like duh:).evo ljudi javljam vam se,onak..neznam kaj da delam,pa ono..život mi je kul.ne žalim se.osim kaj je u četvrtak roditeljski,a do onda...bum vidla,kaj,žblj.bum valjda i taj preživela roditeljski (par neopravdanih,koja kulja-ni bed,opče).danas je bil dan.dan u školi,i bilo je kul.i vikednd je bil kul,jako,fancy.da,danas smo ivona i ja svoje žilete strgale,i obečale si da nebudemo zbog SEBE a tek onda zbog ostalih rezale.to više nije in.tek nam je danas došlo do glave,i hope.ne,ja to više nebudem,obečala sam nekome,a i sama sebi.ne mislim izgubiti drage ljude,ljude do kojih mi je stalo.a i zbog sebe,a ne,nem se više vništavala.to kajs am na moru doživela kaj su me svi spitivali,kaj pa ti je bilo?..like duh.lepo-velim NE.stop žiletu (a bilo je teško ftrči ga).al ouke.ajmo na neke zanimljivije teme.not so patetik.da.danas smo na fotografiji i filmu (dont forget da sam elektrostrojarska škola,web dizajner/medijski tehničar) opet spali zato kej je lik zakon,tam nekaj niš ne dela,naslonjeni na stol a mi se zajebavamo...je,iznervirale smo ga!jesmo!ivona sanja i ja,ome,ja!znervirale smo ga!yes,yes!đurina.dodija.znervirale tak da je otišel od nas,a onda smo ga znervirale još bolje.kaj se vratil.je-dodo-pusek.and sou.več 4 tjedan nismo imali likovni,haha.kad je lik gej.no..i tak.i neznam kaj da pišem.bilo je kul za vikend i subota i nedelja.i sve je to kul.i opet,ajde čijemo se,ak se ne javim do vikenda znali bute da me vidite tek u onom drugom životu (roditeljski),i pusa svima,pusa nekom posebno.=D.volim vas.i da,ak vam se da poslušajte od from autumn to ashes-miligram smile.kul je.meni je.slušam ju saki sat od dosade,pa mi je ostala u glavici mojoj pametnoj.e i da.nakon više od mjesec dana.sa ponosom vam stavljam sliku mojega pirsinga u box.kak sam kul sam,haha.evo vam teksta.pusa,volim vas/te.
miligram smile
All my hopes and all of my dreams
Everything falling in between
Seems to me that the memories
(They) mean more to you than they do to me.
Through the sky and into your eyes.
(And I see everything falling in between)
Sew the lips right into your smile.
I'm OK with faking this,
I'll fake everything just to slip your kiss.
(If I'm a writer, and I'm a poet, I might love you,
But never show it
You should forget me, this is a long tour,
And I'll be back but, not in time for...)
(If all we speak is rational thought)
Everyday I pray for the sadness.
(My) eyes are black, my throat full of sickness
(Then I'll be listening but not for long)
Everyday I pray for the sadness.
(My) eyes are black, my throat full of sickness
(The words I write, are cheap and trite,
But they're drawn on the back of your door
Surrounded by, numbers that,
Remind of the ones before)
All my hopes and all of my dreams
Everything falling in between
Seems to me that the memories
(They) mean more to you than they do to me.
Through the sky and into your eyes.
(And I see everything falling in between)
Sew the lips right into your smile.
I'm OK with faking this,
I'll fake everything just to slip your kiss.
(The words I write, are cheap and trite,
But they're drawn on the back of your door
Surrounded by, numbers that,
Remind of the ones before)
My lips are cold.
The truth is told.
Post je objavljen 08.10.2006. u 20:39 sati.