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Ja,i SCEnE still moga života u svijetu ljubičastih idiota...-i loše rime poput ove
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Patricija-cura s kojom sam djelila prva 4 razreda Oš Banije
AGRAMER-lud lik kojem iz nekog neobnješnjivog razloga smetam
ĐURO-zakon likich iz Novaka
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BREAKING BENJAMIN 4EVER!!!
If I had to
I would put myself right beside you
So let me ask
Would you like that?
Would you like that?
And I don't mind
If you say this love is the last time
So now I'll ask
Do you like that?
Do you like that?
No
Something's getting in the way
Something's just about to break
I will try to find my place in the diary of Jane
So tell me how it should be
Try to find out what makes you tick
As I lie down
Sore and sick
Do you like that?
Do you like that?
There's a fine line between love and hate
And I don't mind
Just let me say that I like that
I like that
Something's getting in the way
Something's just about to break
I will try to find my place in the diary of Jane
As I burn another page
As I look the other way
I still try to find my place in the diary of Jane
So tell me how it should be
Desperate, I will crawl
Waiting for so long
No love, there is no love
Die for anyone
What have I become
Something's getting in the way
Something's just about to break
I will try to find my place in the diary of Jane
As I burn another page
As I look the other way
I still try to find my place
In the diary of Jane
Uz zvukove Bullet for my Valentine-a na kompu pišem neki post....
Evo sto da kazem...Za sve one kojima se ne sviđam-ovo sam samo ja!Pljuvanje je besplatno!Ne želim se mjenjati...niti neću...Dok se utapam u dosadi razmišljam pomalo o svome sprovodu...Ja sam odgovorna osoba pa sve planiram unaprijed...Dakle ima osoba koji će tulumarit,ima onih koji će se pretvarati da im je žao,ima onih koji će plakati(zato što im je nešto uletjelo u oko).Zamišljam pjesmu All this things I hate,moj tamno-ljubičasti lijes,ljude u kolonici...I ružno odvratno plastično cvijeće,crne svijeće i...i razmišljam koliko sam morbidna...Ali kada odem,svi će znati...I možda će pričati:bila je ovakva i onakva,i bila je grozna i smucala se okolo...Zla sam cura...Ali hej...O meni će se pričati,dobre cure se zaboravljaju,a ovakve poput mene želiš oživjeti ( tako da ih možeš ponovno osobno ubiti ) ...I ne nisam morbidna i nisam ovakva i onakva...JA sam JA...
Nikada se to neće promjeniti...
K!$$@ch!!!!!