svi smo mi kreteni svoje vrste
30.05.2004., nedjelja
i tako redom dan za danom..
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eto.. dani mi prolaze ko godine... ful sporo.. proslo je samo dva dana da se nisam cula sa onim drugim.. i fali mi.. pokusavam ne mislit na njega, al jednostavno nejde.. i znam da ni nemrem sam tak prestat mislit na njega.. grrrrrrrrr.. hate that feeling.. bespomocnost No..isto tako svakim danom sam sigurnija da sam donjela pravu odluku.. jebiga.. treba se zrtvovat ponekad.. moj dragi husband.. je divan sad.. trudi se.. i ja pokusavam vidjet sve to.. ulovila sam se par puta da zivcanim bezveze..al sam se trznula i izreagirala normalno.. jos uvijek sam sva sjebana i bolesna... danas je prekrasan dan..mada su ovi poluidioti na prognozi rekli da ce padat kisa.. mogla bi se i ic malo prosetat.. dobro bi mi doslo.. |
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Ono što jesmo, proizvod smo vlastitog razmišljanja.
************************** One Lonely Visitor-Chevelle Am I alone in here? Am I alone in here? Am I alone in here? Am I alone in here? Knew you were here, Sister confirms suspicions, And beside the note, You left on my bed Where I held you so close. Did you think I'd forget? Couldn't be more of a mess, For to breathe, Used to be another way, I'd take you in. Well it's time to wake up, And separate feelings That I keep falling into. Each seem like good reasons, That I feel a break down, I don't care if it shows up, I'm praying this for you, 'Til it's answered I'll say. Now it seems there's a choice, That began with a break, So today, Know that never again, Will I know you that way. Well it's time to wake up, And separate feelings That I keep falling into. Each seem like good reasons, I'm gonna break down, I don't care if it shows up, I'm praying this for you, 'Til it's answered I'll say. Am I alone in here? Am I alone in here? Am I alone in here? Am I alone in here? ***************************
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