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super blogovi koje citam:
Tina the sestricna
NF
Hana
Doris
Petra
Majchi
Rockerica
Andrich
Confused
Nocturna
Čička
Sonja
Teeja
Tina
Mateja
Destination Unknown
ovak ove novije koje sad citam cu stavit ubrzo,ne brinite,ak
netko ima posebnu zelju nek se javi;)
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Justice Is Lost
Justice Is Raped
Justice Is Gone
Pulling Your Strings
Justice Is Done
Seeking No Truth
Winning Is All
Find it So Grim
So True
So Real
For a hill men would kill, why? They do not know
Suffered wounds test there their pride
Men of five, still alive through the raging glow
Gone insane from the pain that they surely know
I take a walk outside
I'm surrounded by some kids at play
I can feel their laughter,
So why do I sear?
Hard and twisted thoughts that spin round my head
I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning
How quick the sun can, drop away
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
Of what was everything?
All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...
I know someday you'll have a beautiful life, I know you'll be a star,
In somebody else's sky, but why
Why, why can't it be, oh can't it be mine...
Holding his last breath
Believing... he'll make his way
But she's not forgotten
He's haunted...he's searching for escape
If just one wish could bring her back
It's sad... and his loneliness is proof
It's sad... he will always love you
It's sad
I know... life would be different had I... held on. Held on.
I know... I could be something had I... held on. Held on.
I know... I could be something if I... held on! Held on.
I know... life would be different if I... held on! Held on!
Down in a hole, feeling so small
Down in a hole, losing my soul
I'd like to fly,
But my wings have been so denied
Like the coldest winter chill
Heaven beside you... Hell within
Like the coldest winter chill
Heaven beside you... Hell within
Like the coldest winter will
Heaven beside you... Hell within
And you think you have it still, heaven inside you
Free fall flow, river flow
On and on it goes
Breath under water 'till the end
Free fall flow, river flow
On and on it goes
Breath under water 'till the end
Yes, the river knows
So you children of the world,
listen to what I say
If you want a better place to live in
spread the words today
Show the world that love is still alive
you must be brave
Or you children of today are
Children of the Grave, Yeah!
When you're in my arms
The world makes sense
There is no pretense
And you're crying
When you're by my side
There is no defense
I forget to sense
I'm dying
Sometimes I try
Sometimes I lie, with you
Sometimes I cry
Sometimes I die, it's true
Somewhere I find
Something that's kind
Come on over
Lay down beside me
And I'll try
Come on over
Lay down beside me
And I'll try
And I'll try
I want it all
mmm..
trebam ići učiti..
neda mi se..uopće..ili barem čitati knjigu..ufff
mene treba zatvoriti negdje i mučiti na najgore moguće načine...
recimo prislit me gledati novu-lovu par sati..
ili recimo puštati techno(onaj hardcore techno,ako takav postoji :p)
dok mi se glava ne raspukne...
i tek kad počnem moliti daj mi fiziku da učim,idem pisati lektiru
ma odmah dvije riješim i slično me možeš pustiti..Ima li dobrovoljaca??:D
al dobro ajde subota je, curi se neda učiti..
kužimo se ne?
tko normalan u subotu uči??
ljudi idu na kave,na zrak,love leptire,
pušu balončiće(od čarlija recimo)
i slično..ali ne i ja..
ja slušam depresivni opeth,
buljim u ekran i pregrijavam jadan laptop
koji već neke čudne zvukove ispušta..
jadničak
uglavnom zaključak svega je da trebam na zrak,
bilo bi idealno kad bi na zrak otišla sa fizikom,ali ipak
nemojmo pretjerivati..:D
Samo,treba se pokrenuti..A baš sam lijepo zagrijala
stolac i to ne od učenja,niti od onoga na što vi mislite
Perverzne Glave,nego od buljena naravno..
U zid i ekran..
Imala sam ja ne tako davno revolucionarni post,nisam li,
moje vjerno,odano i drago čitateljstvo??
Moram vas obavijestiti da khm,khm,nisam baš bila
revolucionarna..štoviše ni R od
revolucije..:(
ali nemojmo se predati..bude od toga nešto..
uskoro..
ahaaaaa...
budete vidjeli..
to tada idem svirati oh susana
na svojoj crnoj ljepotici(ibanezici)
Oh Susana,oh don't you cry for me,
I've come from Alabama
with my banjo on my knee
( moj prvi blog smajlich weee)
eh jos nešto u ozbiljnijem tonu,
mala želja,za velikog čovjeka da počiva u miru
gdje god bio..