kaj se događa s menom?

evo kak naslov govori ni sam neznam kaj mi je... malo sam sretan pa sam onda od jedamput u bedu. ono kak je sad bilo igram se ja na kompu i dobre volje a ono sjetim se necega i opet u bedu. koj mi je? to moje raspolozenje najvise trpiju starci kad sam odjedamput zidem iz sobe i pocnem se svaditi s njima. a kaj je najgore pocel sam se ponasati tak i prema frendovima. neznam koji mi je kurac kad imam sve kaj trebam nist mi ne fali a u bedu sam osjecam se ono kaj da je sve ravno dal bu me sad tresnul auto il ne, dal bum isel van il se tu dosađival, dal se bum s zenskom videl u subotu il ne sve mi je ravno uopce mi je jebe kaj se bu dogodilo...ajd sad mi se vise neda ni pisati pa se vidimo pozz evo vam jedne prikladne pjesme
my chemical romance: I´m not okay



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nesto o meni


ime:igor
prezime:nije vazno
god:17
grad u kojem zivim:varaždin
slusam:rock, punk-rock,metal- odnosno sve osim narodnjaka koje ne podnosim :)
bavim se: hm bas nicim pametnim uglavnom ljencarim domasmijeh
i to je to vise za sad netrebate znati


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evo malo o mjuzi koju slusam:
guns 'n roses meni najbolja rock grupa koja je ikad postojala evo slikice
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i jedne njihove pjesmice:
sweet child of mine
She's got a smile that it seems to me
Reminds me of childhood memories
Where everything
Was as fresh as the bright blue sky
Now and then when I see her face
She takes me away to that special place
And if I stared too long
I'd probably break down and cry

Sweet child o' mine
Sweet love of mine

She's got eyes of the bluest skies
As if they thought of rain
I hate to look into those eyes
And see an ounce of pain
Her hair reminds me
Of a warm safe place
Where as a child I'd hide
And pray for the thunder
And the rain
To quietly pass me by

Sweet child o' mine
Sweet love of mine

Where do we go
Where do we go now
Where do we go
Sweet child o' mine


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