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Some inspirational lyrics...
danasnji dan je ODLICNO prosa! pila san mnogo vode, mislin vise od tri litre....
sad cu jos malo strebat latinski i ic cu spavat sta ranije.... cak ni kad mi je stara pravila pomfrit, nije mi se dalo jest, jer cijeli dan glean i slusan thinspiration slike i muziku!
eto, cure, moj PRVI VODENI DAN u ovon misecu je prosa... nadan se da cu i sutra ovako, da mi mater nece uvalit da jeden... e ps, ako vidite da ne buden pisala buducih dana, to je zato jer ce mi stara sutra vjerojatno ic u skolu i vidit tri asa....
eto, van malo pjesmica.... uzivajte....:)
Ana's Song - Silverchair
Please die Ana
For as long as you're here we're not
You make the sound of laughter
and sharpened nails seem softer
And I need you now somehow
And I need you now somehow
Open fire on the needs designed
On my knees for you
Open fire on my knees desires
What I need from you
Imagine pageant
In my head the flesh seems thicker
Sandpaper tears corrode the film
And I need you now somehow
And I need you now somehow
Open fire on the needs designed
On my knees for you
Open fire on my knees desires
What I need from you
And you're my obsession
I love you to the bones
And Ana wrecks your life
Like an Anorexia life
Open fire on the needs designed
On my knees for you
Open fire on my knees desires
What I need from you
Open fire on the needs designed
Open fire on my knees desires
On my knees for you
Paper Bag -
Fiona Apple
I was staring at the sky, just looking for a star
To pray on, or wish on, or something like that
I was having a sweet fix of a daydream of a boy
Whose reality I knew, was a hopeless to be had
But then the dove of hope began its downward slope
And I believed for a moment that my chances
Were approaching to be grabbed
But as it came down near, so did a weary tear
I thought it was a bird, but it was just a paper bag
Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills
'Cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up
I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold
Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love
And I went crazy again today, looking for a strand to climb
Looking for a little hope
Baby said he couldn't stay, wouldn't put his lips to mine,
And a fail to kiss is a fail to cope
I said, 'Honey, I don't feel so good, don't feel justified
Come on put a little love here in my void,' he said
'It's all in your head,' and I said, 'So's everything'
But he didn't get it I thought he was a man
But he was just a little boy
Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills
'Cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up
I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold
Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love
Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills
'Cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up
I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold
Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love
She's Falling Apart -
Lisa Loeb
They pull up their chairs to the table
She stares at the food on her plate
At the toast and the butter
Her father, her mother, she pushes away
And they rise in the morning
And they sleep in the dark
And even though nobody's looking
She's falling apart
She gets home from school too early
And closes the door to her room
There's nothing inside her
She's weak and she's tired of feeling like this
And they rise in the morning
And they sleep in the dark
And even though nobody's looking
She's falling apart
They call her for dinner, she makes up a reason
She looks at her arms and she rolls down her sleeves
And her mother is starting to see through her lies
And last night her father had tears in his eyes
And they rise in the morning
And they sleep in the dark
And even though nobody's looking
She's falling apart
And we rise in the morning
And we sleep in the dark
And even though nobody's looking
She's falling apart
Messiah -
Anorexia Nervosa
Time of puberty
Age of quandary
Sorrow and worries
Disagreement
Predicament
I enigmatize
Weakness overcomes my body, my brain's so empty
I lose my appetite, day in day out
My body's deeply marked, I'm undernourished
Mental changes, my mind is splitting
Inferiority complexes, time to confess
Pride and power, is giving me the hunger
Depression and apathy, is changing my spirit
Time to go hungry
It gives me great joy
Pleasure and satisfaction
To fight against
My hunger pangs
Gives me pride
Feeling of sheer terror
To see me in the mirror
I could be so fat
Every pound I lose
Helps me on the course
To my sheer perfection
I don't realize how bad my body's feeling
My eyes see only my perfect slim body
But really I'm a half-starved skeleton
Jill Sobule -
Lucy at the Gym
Lucy at the gym
She's there every time I go,
and I don't go that often, so she must live at the gym
I stare at her ribs they show through the spandex
Her little legs are working, she's going somewhere
She's climbing up the stairs
And when she reaches the top her dreams will be there
Lucy at the gym
Lucy on the scale for the third time
Thru thick and thin, Lucy's at the gym
She's staring at the clock and like the 2nd hand she never stops
She's Lucy at the gym
When she takes a shower, after all the hours
Does she have a place to go
Is there someone waiting
Or is Lucy all alone
I'm at the gym and Lucy's not there
It's got me kinda worried so I imagine the worst
She's made it up to heaven
And when she met her maker, he said "come right in"
"I'll show you around the gym"
"Everyone's beautiful and thin"
"And here there's no sin, and your life can begin
Lucy at the gym"
King Andora -
Big Isn't Beautiful
I want your heart-shaped lips, lips,
Cooler hula hips,
I want to feel my bones on your
bones, yeah,
I wear my heartache at my sleeve,
I love myself too much to see,
It haunts my dreams,
It haunts my every dream,
Every boy wants a body to die for and,
Every girl who's thin is his rival,
I wish I had a body to die for,
Skinny is sexy,
Big isn't beautiful....
I'm gonna shed me some skin,
Get me real, real slim,
I want to feel my bones on your
bones, baby,
I am a teenage drama queen,
I throw my guts up for self-esteem,
It haunts my dreams,
It haunts my every dream,
Every boy wants a body to die for,
And every girl who's thin is his rival,
I wish I had a body to die for,
Skinny is sexy,
Big isn't beautiful,
Ohh, ohh, ohh,
Every boy wants a body to die for and,
Every girl who's thin is his rival,
I wish I had a a body to die for,
Skinny is sexy,
Sweet anorexia,
Skinny is sexy,
Big isn't beautiful....
JOS MALO THINSPIRATION SLIKICA....
ps: mnogo sam razmisljala i dosla do zakljucka:
...''zasto mi, leptirice, ne bi svaku nedjelju slikale svoj trbuh i leda i slike stvaljale na blog? na taj nacin cemo hrabriti jedna drugu jos vise, i za koji mjesec kad budes listala svoj blog i vidis onu odurnu prasecu sliku na kojoj imas 7-8 kg vise, viruj mi neces htjet dalje jest, jer ces se uvjerit da je moguce smrsavit i dobit ces inspiraciju za dalje''...
ANOREKSICNO JE SEKSI,
ZOVITE ME
REXY!!!
kisss leptirice moja....
DAKLE, STO MISLITE O OVOME??? Ja cu sljdecu ned, bez obzira jesan li se udebljala ili smrsavila, objaviti svoju sliku leda i trbuha...
idem sad....
voli vas:
rexy
Post je objavljen 28.10.2007. u 17:45 sati.