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...NOW I KNOW I DISAPPEAR! I CAN'T FIND MY WAY FROM OUT OF HERE! EVERYTHING IS FADING ON ME!... i zubarka...
moji su zubovi do sad biLi čist oke... misLim...priznam da mi se navečer negda neda iti trLjati iz s četkicom i SignaLom...aLi ovak su biLI priLično oke... i tak se ja u utorak beLjim pred ogLedaLom, kad ono... spazim nekvu točkicu na prednjem zubu...znate onom kaj je među najvekšima....užas... kad se sjetim kakve tata ima zube (strrrava i užas) i kak je sve to nastaLo od jedne obične točkice, posrnem za onom knjigom zvanom teLefonski imenik, potražim broja od svoje zubarke i caLLam ja nju.... i tak se odma drugi dan nađem u njenoj mučionici... znate onu spravicu za bušenje... brrr... nisam imaLa zraka... a tek strah...
tnx God...završiLo je... odsad si perem zube posLije svakog obroka... haha,je baš.....
dobro, barem se nisam onesvjestiLa... tak smo jemput išLi tatica i ja... ja s njim... i čekam ja njega ispred mučionice... i dođe med. sestra i veLi mi:"hmm...vaš otac se onesvijestio..."
znate ono, sramota... pa tata-velim ja njemu-ako budeš dobar budem ti kupiLa kinder jaje (tak su starci mene potkupLjivaLi dok sam moraLa ići TETI DOKTORICI...da vi vidite kakve on fobije ima od zubara... misLIm... tragi-komično...kaj ne??....
i tak...još maLo pa škoLa... PENŠEK,SRETAN TI ROČKAS....
jedva čekam kaj vas sve vidim... faLite mi totaL...e, vi z mojega razića...kak vam napreduje ono sranje z teorije obLikovanja?? ja sam deLaLa prekjučer od 15-22,30 i jučer od 14-1:30... i još sam ne na poLovici... (imamo za napraviti maketu grada... koma,,,,sranje)
I JE...MENI SUPER STVAR OD STONE SOURA....INHALE...
Come one and all and see the broken man, talking to himself
He sits and waits for something better, he'll never find it here
The people touch his hair and pinch his cheek; he can't even feel it
There it goes again, he's listening to someone
He hears the bitter laughter
And all he wants to know is...
Why........does any of it matter? (I can't take it anymore)
You've gotta try...........the inhale that makes the exhale so much better
He wipes his hands on anything in reach, he never feels clean
He shakes at night because his nerve is gone, every muscle hurts
Come one and all and see what happened...that broken man is me
There it goes again, I can hear it louder
It doesn't feel good anymore
All I want to know is...
Why..........does any of it matter?
You've gotta try............the inhale that makes the exhale so much better
NOW I KNOW I DISAPPEAR!
I CAN'T FIND MY WAY FROM OUT OF HERE!
EVERYTHING IS FADING ON ME!
SOMEONE TELL ME... someone tell me...
Someone tell me
Why............does any of it matter? (I can't take it anymore)
You've gotta try...........the inhale that makes the exhale so much better .
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Post je objavljen 11.01.2007. u 16:55 sati.