Srcky (Lost in syber space)

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Hey You .. 
Hey you, out there in the cold
Getting lonely, getting old
Can you feel me?
Hey you, standing in the aisles
With itchy feet and fading smiles
Can you feel me?
Hey you, don’t help them to bury the light
Don’t give in without a fight.

Hey you, out there on your own
Sitting naked by the phone
Would you touch me?
Hey you, with you ear against the wall
Waiting for someone to call out
Would you touch me?
Hey you, would you help me to carry the stone?
Open your heart, I’m coming home.

But it was only fantasy.
The wall was too high,
As you can see.
No matter how he tried,
He could not break free.
And the worms ate into his brain.

Hey you, standing in the road
Always doing what you’re told,
Can you help me?
Hey you, out there beyond the wall,
Breaking bottles in the hall,
Can you help me?
Hey you, don’t tell me there’s no hope at all
Together we stand, divided we fall.





neki od idojotizama 
"skidaj ono s bloga da te ne bi skinula i obesila na sred trga"
*leyla.zorg - facebook

"What's the use of happiness? It can't buy you money."
*Henry Youngman

"Preporuchujem groblje kao mesto oporavka"
*

"Sex is like money; only too much is enough."
*John Updike

"jednom uvek - uvek uvek"
*

"Imate li kriminalni dosije?"
"Boze blagi, nisam znao da se to ovde josh zahteva."
*britanski vic o ulasku u Australiju


"Bart, with $10000, we'd be millionaires! We could buy all kinds of useful things like... love!"
*Homer Simpson

"Nisu to noobovi, nego idioti. noobovi su ljudi koji tek pocinju, a ovi su zatucane budale, koje samo trce i ne slusaju nista!"
*Aizen

"prvi korak u reshavanju problema je ignorisanje problema"
*potpuno sam ozbiljan

"kad bih razmishljao kako da zavrshim ne bih ni pochinjao"
*zivotna filozofija

"automatski potvrdator"
*odnosi se na izveshtaj da je neko primio vash sms. (nisam bio toliko pijan, samo nisam mogao da se setim)

"dok pijesh, shta god da ti sipaju - u redu je"
*mislim da je pokojni deda ovo izjavio

"u okachmentu"
*svojevrstan prevod attachmenta.

"I believe that sex is one of the most beautiful, natural, wholesome things that money can buy."
* Steve Martin

"You know 'that look" women get when they want sex?...... Me neither."
* Steve Martin

"Having sex is like playing bridge. If you don't have a good partner, you'd better have a good hand."
* Woody Allen

"There are a number of mechanical devices which increase sexual arousal, particularly in women. Chief among these is the Mercedes-Benz 500SL."
* Lynn Lavner

"Sex at age 90 is like trying to shoot pool with a rope."
* George Burns

"Women might be able to fake orgasms. But men can fake whole relationships."
* Sharon Stone

"My mother never saw the irony in calling me a son-of-a-bitch."
* Jack Nicholson

"Clinton lied. A man might forget where he parks or where he lives, but he never forgets oral sex, no matter how bad it is,"
* Barbara Bush (Former U.S. First Lady, and, you didn't think Barbara had a sense of humor!)

"Ah, yes, Divorce, from the Latin word meaning to rip out a man's genitals through his wallet."
* Robin Williams

"Women complain about premenstrual syndrome, but I think of it as the only time of the month that I can be myself."
* Roseanne

"Women need a reason to have sex. ! Men just need a place."
* Billy Crystal

"Instead of getting married again, I'm going to find a woman I don't like and just give her a house."
* Rod Stewart

"See, the problem is that God gives men a brain and a penis, and only enough blood to run one at a time."
* Robin Williams

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bestidno pastovano sa tudjeg bloga;


Nema me više u tvojim molitvama,
više me putem ne prate.
A noć mi preti, ponoć i pusta tama,
kad me se samo dohvate.

Više me ne voliš,
kad se vraćam nisi budna,
ne goriš,
gasne naša zvezda čudna,
lažna, srebrna stvar.

Daleko putujem,
vetar nudi neke rime,
kupujem,
pristaju uz tvoje ime,
dva, tri stiha na dar.

Ne slušam više šta šapućeš dok snivaš,
plaši me koga pominješ.
I sve si dalja, a sve mi bliža bivaš,
kao da opet počinje...

Ali me ne voliš,
to se uvek drugom desi,
govoriš,
ali više ne znam gde si,
da li neko to zna?

Šta sam uradio?
Kakva tužna humoreska!
Gradio
ispod gradova od peska
dubok bezdan bez dna

(posveceno svim devojkama koje me (vishe) ne vole. da - chak i Goci)

 07.11.2004., nedjelja

dolazi zima ..

nema vishe ''gospodjice nevreme''  :)) pa . .losha vest je da mi je josh uvek stalo do nje ..
dobra je da cu preziveti .. i da bi mogao da prestanem da dramim i ponasham se patetichno .. (mada se tako ponasham samo na blogu, poprilichno sam "normalan" inache)
enivej .. shto se tiche svirke u petak ..ochajna, svirka je bila ochajna ..
mada je pijanka bila dobra . .ne secam se kada sam zadnji poot toliko popio ..

sa druge strane jedna devojka bi zelela da me "vidi" pre nego shto odem . .(shteta da ne iskoristim onih par kondoma)

enivej ..bice sve OK . .
dedina rakija/vreme/zimzelena uniforma lechi sve rane .. (pa yosh ako iskombinujem neshto od te tri stvari .. )

Ne pitaj me noćas ništa,
Pusti me da šutim,
Ja noćas trebam mir.
Stare rane opet peku,
Moje bitke dalje teku,
Dušo, ti nemaš ništa s tim.



Sa tvojeg izvora
Moja se duša napila,
Žedna tvojih godina
I sada mamurna
Pita gdje je utjeha,
Gdje je mladost nestala.



Idu dani, ja ih pratim,
Ponekad do tebe svratim,
Dušo, tražim zaborav.
Molim sate da se vrate,
Tragovima njenim hodam
Tiho, kao da je tu.



Sve još miriše na nju,
I dan, i jutro što će doć',
Nakon ove noći,
Noći bez sna.
I dvjesto godina
Da ih brojim u samoći
Otkako je otišla.



U mojim venama
Još je njenog otrova,
Još je doza prejaka,
A tebe ljubim
Da ne poludim,
Da zaboravim!



Sve još miriše na nju,
I dan, i jutro što će doć',
Nakon ove noći,
Noći bez sna.
I dvjesto godina
Da ih brojim u samoći
Otkako je otišla.



Sa tvojeg izvora
Moja se duša napila,
Žedna tvojih godina
I sada mamurna
Pita gdje je utjeha,
Gdje je mladost nestala.




U mojim venama
Još je njenog otrova,
Još je doza prejaka,
A tebe ljubim
Da ne poludim,
Samo da zaboravim!

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