evo da se javim iz Prishtine malo, nisam dugo nista pisala... pa da podijelim neke stvarcice s vama....moram priznati uzivam nije mi lose... ali eto ljubav da pocnem onu najvazniju temu.... ovdje to ne funkcionira.. ovdje ljubav ne postoji u pravom smislu kao osjecaj, sve se svede na dobru obitelj i veeelike zaruke... okolo mene redom cure ne mogu izlaziti s onim deckima s kojim zele jer nije iz dobre obitelji ili jos gori i apsurdniji razlog.. posvadjali smo se s tom obitelji 1858 pa ono ne moze...
evo sad da pokazem da ovdje stvarno ne mozes imati frenda, jer svaki izlazak svede se na to da zeli nesto s tobom i sad kako ovdje naci drustvo? osoba sam koja se bolje slaze s deckima nego curama i sta da sad ja tu radim? nista, jer ne ide to tako ovdje.. evo sad sam cula na kavi s jednim "prijateljem" da mu je moj dragi bratic rekao ako zeli me ozeniti mozemo izlaziti hahahahaha mislim kao meni treba njegovo odobrenje! ali eto tako to tu funkcionira.. dobro ne mogu reci da ipak ne postoje osobe koje mi leze.. ali njih je malo... sjedim ovdje za ovim kompom i razmisljam kako ni za zivu glavu ne bih mogla ovdje zivjeti.. ne postoji taj razlog koji bi mene nasilio ili nagovorio da zivim ovdje.. sto god ljudi govorili muskarci i zene nisu jednaki i nikad nece biti.. ovo mjesto previse paznje pridodaje tradiciji, a tradicija nije uvijek najbolje rijesenje... zivio zivot bez granica, onaj koji ga poznaje ovdje ne moze zivjeti, a i zna o cemu govorim....
pozdrav iz hladne i daleke Prishtine.....
MAROON 5 LYRICS"She Will Be Loved"
Beauty queen of only eighteen,
She had some trouble with herself...
He was always there to help her,
She always belonged to someone else....
I drove for miles and miles,
And wound up at your door...
I've had you so many times but somehow,
I want more...
I don't mind spending everyday,
Out on your corner in the pouring rain...
Look for the girl with the broken smile,
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile...
And she will be loved,
She will be loved....
Tap on my window knock on my door,
I want to make you feel beautiful....
I know I tend to get so insecure,
It doesn't matter anymore....
It's not always rainbows and butterflies,
It's compromise that moves us along, yeah...
My heart is full and my door's always open,
You can come anytime you want....
I don't mind spending everyday,
Out on your corner in the pouring rain....
Look for the girl with the broken smile,
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile....
And she will be loved,
And she will be loved,
And she will be loved,
And she will be loved....
I know where you hide,
Alone in your car...
Know all of the things that make you who you are,
I know that goodbye means nothing at all....
Comes back and begs me to catch her every time she falls,
Tap on my window knock on my door...
I want to make you feel beautiful,
I don't mind spending everyday...
Out on your corner in the pouring rain,
Look for the girl with the broken smile...
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile,
And she will be loved...
And she will be loved...
And she will be loved...
And she will be loved...
[in the background]
Please don't try so hard to say goodbye,
Please don't try so hard to say goodbye,
Yeah
[softly]
I don't mind spending everyday,
Out on your corner in the pouring rain....
Try so hard to say goodbye....
Post je objavljen 16.10.2006. u 21:23 sati.