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Something about me:
ime: Petra
a.k.a. 53, 53ch itd.
grad: Rijeka
drugi razred gimnazije matematički smjer
Volim:
zivotinje
ljude frendove frendice
more, ljeto, Jadranovo
slatko, sladoled(pistacio)
Ne volim:
ima toga, ali neda mi se nabrajat.
slusam:
Billy Talent,
Audioslave
30 Seconds To Mars,
AFI (A fire inside) ,
Sum 41,
My Chemical Romance,
Apocalypticu
kontakt:
petra2991@hotmail.com
Linkovi:
Lara
Boki =)
Dolly=)
Iva
Romanci =)
Baljezgar
baterijica6
annye46
Vedrich
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Symapthy Billy Talent
A slap in the face,
And I can't erase,
These things that you say,
Don’t make it all okay, it’s not okay
When push comes to shove,
I’ll put on the gloves,
Intentions are cruel,
I ain’t nobody’s fool you know
It hurts, my pride, step aside,
'Cause I don't need your...
Sympathy
Won’t get the best of me!
Misery
That’s what you’re giving me!
Sympathy
It’s just like trickery!
Breaking me down
A fistful of lies,
Dressed up in disguise,
And make no mistake,
I know they’re all so fake, they’re all so fake
My self-righteous friend,
I just can’t pretend,
Your words are the truth,
Sincere only when they suit you
It hurts, my pride, step aside,
'Cause I don't need your...
Sympathy!
Won’t get the best of me
Misery!
That’s what you're giving me
Sympathy!
It’s just like trickery
Breaking me down
Sympathy
Won’t get the best of me!
Misery
This shit is killing me!
Sympathy
It’s just like trickery!
Breaking me down
Breaking me down
Sympathy!
Won’t get the best of me
Misery!
That’s what you're giving me
Sympathy!
It’s just like trickery
Breaking me down
Sympathy
Won’t get the best of me!
Misery
This shit is killing me!
Sympathy
It’s just like trickery!
Breaking me down
Breaking me down
Breaking me down
This Suffering Billy Talent
Like a target drawn across my chest,
She's a bullet in russian roulette
You said you'd never turn your back on me?
Rescue me, rescue me!
Would you stand by me, or bury me?
Bury me!
Why don't we end this lie?
I can't pretend this time
I need a friend to find,
My broken mind, before it falls to pieces...
Every time,
(This suffering!)
You tried to leave me blind
(This suffering!)
You'll never close my eyes,
(This suffering!)
You'll never close my eyes and watch me die!
And when she spins the bottle round and round,
Everytime it leaves me gagged and bound,
You said you'd never turn your back on me?
Rescue me, rescue me!
Would you stand by me, or bury me?
Bury me!
Why don't we end this lie?
I can't pretend this time
I need a friend to find,
My broken mind, before it falls to pieces...
End this lie
(This suffering!)
I can't pretend this time
(This suffering!)
I need a friend to find
(This suffering!)
My broken mind, before it falls to pieces.
Every time,
(This suffering!)
You tried to leave me blind
(This suffering!)
You'll never close my eyes,
(This suffering!)
You'll never close my eyes and watch me die!
Misery won't get the best of me,
'Cause now I'm calling, yes, I'm calling on your bluff
Misery won't get the best of me,
'Cause now I'm calling, yes, I'm calling on your bluff
Don't turn the cards, I've had enough.
Why don't we end this lie?
I can't pretend this time
I need a friend to find,
My broken mind, before it falls to pieces...
Every time,
(This suffering!)
You tried to leave me blind
(This suffering!)
You'll never close my eyes,
(This suffering!)
You'll never close my eyes and watch me die!
End this lie,
(This suffering!)
I can't pretend this time
(This suffering!)
I need a friend to find,
(This suffering!)
My broken mind, before it falls to pieces.
Every time,
(This suffering!)
You tried to leave me blind
(This suffering!)
You'll never close my eyes,
(This suffering!)
You'll never close my eyes and watch me die!
i kako je škola već počela, prvi dan ni nije bio nešto poseban,
drugi dan sam dežurala, pa opet nije bio poseban, ali ako se gleda da smo Boki i ja, rješavale cijelo vrijeme skandinovu, bilo je sasvim oke...
morala sam nešto fotokopirati,(psiholog me zadužio), i nis posebno,
sutra 6 sati, ujutro nema prvog, aaaaa napokon odmor, ako se to može zvat odmor, ali ae oke... ipak lektira, tako dugo "isčekivani" Pantagruel, i njegov stari Garagntua, grrrrrrrr
zasto, zasto...
ugl. nisam dugo pisala o UFO-ima ali to ne znači da ću sad, samo ću natuknut, vidjeni su tamo negdje u Hrvatskoj, (neda mi se trazit), i u Texsasu, i gledam ja sinmku, (te negdje u Hrvatskoj), i piše naslov, snimka je okrenuta jer je snimano mobitelom... oke iskrivim ja vrat i gledam, oke po čemu je to tako posebno, netko je zapalio nešto, ugl. nešt je bilo... i odkud podatak tipu da je velika svjetlost bila dugačka toliko kolko kaže i da je mala svjetlos duga oko 3 m..
oke mislim jedino ako je u mraku ili pod svjetlašcem u autu išo izračunavat te stvari..
hmda..
a u texsasu, pa neću pričat o tome, danas su mi Oteti i to je dovoljno za zauvijek, oke ja vjerujem da ima nečeg tamo, i da su vjerovanto došli nekad, i te gluposti, ali je to sigurno ista onda glupost koja se pojavila u Novom listu i velikom tanjuru snimljenom na nebuu iznad kuće, ae promisli, onda su kasnije rekli da su to kapi kiše obasjane s bljeskom..
i oke ae doslo meni da odem slikat, i uzem digitalni, i opalim nekoliko fotki sa i bez bljeska... i meni s pojavi, više istih takvih tanjurica na slici..
i sta bi ja sada trebala, umrijet na mjestu... makar me bilo frka, bio je mrak u sobi 
ugl. misim svjetlost je kriva za tu pojavu, u biti nije moja stvar da se bavim time pa odustajem
ae niš..
zabavljajte se u školi(makar za to ona nije stvorena)
ae pozzdravi 
