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oceanstar - mislim da je vrijeme da krenem dalje i prebolim ovaj blog.. ali... još samo malo ;))))
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menika - sama adresa bloga trebala bi sve reći, ali ako nekome ne govori ništa.. volim ljude koji vole manicse, a i studira mi u susjedstvu, tzv. "domaće govedo", hehe ;)))
Iris
And I’d give up forever to touch you
’cause I know that you feel me somehow
You’re the closest to heaven that i’ll
Ever be
And I don’t want to go home right now
And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
’cause sooner or later it’s over
I just don’t want to miss you tonight
And I don’t want the world to see me
’cause I don’t think that they’d
Understand
When everything’s made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
And you can’t fight the tears that ain’t
Coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything feels like the movies
Yeah you bleed just to know you’re alive
And I don’t want the world to see me
’cause I don’t think that they’d
Understand
When everything’s made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
And I don’t want the world to see me
’cause I don’t think that they’d
Understand
When everything’s made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
And I don’t want the world to see me
’cause I don’t think that they’d
Understand
When everything’s made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
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16.01.2005., nedjelja
Come On Baby Light My Fire!
evo mene napokon. uzimam pauzu od svega pa i od života. zadnjih dana nisam imala vremena ama baš za ništa.
prošla sam prvi kolokvij u životu. ekonomiju. sretna sam i to mi daje snage za dalje. tj. kuraja, ako me razumijete.
imala sam pretrpan vikend, ne s nekim bitnim stvarima, ali opet. ma šta ja pričam, meni je bilo bitno.
posjet igorovoj rodbini i feštica neka njegova, njegovog tate točnije. poslovno privatna ležerna feštica neka. sve u svemu lijepo. bilo mi je ugodno. dobro provedeno vrijeme.
maloprije sam došla s vikenda. opet u lovran! joj, htjela sam ostat doma. bilo mi je lijepo, ali nedovoljno vremena da obavim sve što sam htjela. sad živim od vikenda do vikenda. volim biti doma. s prijateljima (od kojih ovaj vikend nisam skoro nikog stigla vidjet, pa ni prvu susjedu), roditeljima (koliko stignem) i najvažnije s dečkom.
da bi sve bilo gore, nešto sam sad prčkala po televiziji i izmješala kanale. rtl na devetki, drugi program na šestici, kanalRi na četvorci, a sve ostalo sam pogubila. sad bi dala sve da ovdje imam nekog tko se malo više razumije u to. igora na primjer, hehe!
a ništa, sretna sam... evo, vjerojatno sam se urekla sada... ;)))
na rem se ne ide. nemate pojma koliko žalim za tim, ali šta ću. kao prvo na sredini tjedna je, a faks je stisnuo pa nikako ne mogu uzet dan dva pauze, a i igor radi pa ništa. a i trebalo bi mi dosta love, ali s ovomjesečnim telefonskim računom od preko 600 kn... joj, ovo me nanovo zaboljelo!
ništa, pozdrav, nadam se da više neće biti pauze kao ova
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Driftwood
Everything is open
Nothing is set in stone
Rivers turn to ocean
Oceans tide you home
Home is where the heart is
But your heart had to roam
Drifting over bridges
Never to return
Watching bridges burn
You’re driftwood floating underwater
Breaking into pieces, pieces, pieces
Just driftwood hollow and of no use
Waterfalls will find you, bind you, grind you
Nobody is an island
Everyone has to go
Pillars turn to butter
Butterflying low
Low is where your heart is
But your heart has to grow
Drifting under bridges
Never with the flow
And you really didn’t think it would happen
But it really is the end of the line
So, I’m sorry that you turned to driftwood
But you’ve been drifting for a long, long time
Everywhere there’s trouble
Nowhere’s safe to go
Pushes turn to shovel’s
Shovelling the snow
Frozen you have chosen
The path you wish to go
Drifting now forever
And forever more
Until you reach your shore
You’re driftwood floating underwater
Breaking into pieces, pieces, pieces
Just driftwood hollow and of no use
Waterfalls will find, you bind, you grind you
And you really didn’t think it would happen
But it really is the end of the line
So I’m sorry that you turned to driftwood
But you’ve been drifting for a long long time
You’ve been drifting for a long long time
You’ve been drifting for a long long
Drifting for a long long time
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