svi smo mi kreteni svoje vrste
18.08.2005., četvrtak
in the middle of the clouds
opet se osjecam ko dijete..svaka zraka sunca mi donosi srecu, ma nemrem ja to opisat jer bum zvucala ko zna kak.. al fakat je tak.. imam energije too much, i to pozitivne.. hiperaktivna i nenormalna zakaj? neam pojma... mozda sam konacno stavila zavrsnu rijec i zatvorila jedan dio svog zivota..pustila ga da polako odlazi u dubinu gdje ce i ostati.. nikad zaboravljen, al vise kao prepreka koju sam presla da bi mogla dalje uh uh... fakat se dobro osjecam.. i to vec tjedan i pol!! maybe I am in love :D who knows :D nemam nikog, al imam osjecaj da se nesto desava.. fakat si zvucim ko napaljena teenejderka :D ustvari taj osjecaj koji sad imam je posljedica mogucnosti da ipak postoji jos ljudi koji se znaju dobro zajebavat, da nije sve tak crno i da je svijet ma kakav god on bio ipak lijep na sebi svojstven nacin. i da, fakat dajem ostavku kao odrasla osoba :) RESIGNATION I am hereby officially tendering my resignation as an adult. I have decided I would like to accept the responsibilities of an 8 year-old again. I want to go to McDonald's and think that it's a four star restaurant. I want to sail sticks across a fresh mud puddle and make a sidewalk with rocks. I want to think M&Ms are better than money because you can eat them. I want to lie under a big oak tree and run a lemonade stand with my friends on a hot summer's day. I want to return to a time when life was simple; When all you knew were colors, multiplication tables, and nursery rhymes, but that didn't bother you, because you didn't know what you didn't know and you didn't care. All you knew was to be happy because you were blissfully unaware of all the things that should make you worried or upset. I want to think the world is fair. That everyone is honest and good. I want to believe that anything is possible. I want to be oblivious to the complexities of life and be overly excited by the little things again. I want to live simple again. I don't want my day to consist of computer crashes, mountains of paperwork, depressing news, how to survive more days in the month than there is money in the bank, doctor bills, gossip, illness, and loss of loved ones. I want to believe in the power of smiles, hugs, a kind word, truth, justice, peace, dreams, the imagination, mankind, and making angels in the snow. So . . . here's my checkbook and my car-keys, my credit card bills and my RRSP statements. I am officially resigning from adulthood. And if you want to discuss this further, you'll have to catch me first, cause........ ......"Tag! You're it." |
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************************** 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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ssuzyf@gmail.com **************************** m.twain da je covjeka stvorio covjek, sramio bi se njegovog ponasanja! ako se prisjetimo da smo svi pomalo ludi, zagonetke nestaju i zivot postaje razumljiv. |
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