opet kisa...
sva sam pekmezava kad pada kisa, samo bi se mazila i izlezavala..
razmisljam ( cudno ,al istinito) kolko mi zene padamo na neke glupe spike..
no nema veze...
danas sam se odlucila uzivat u malim stvarima..
slusam muziku koju nisam slusala sto godina i full mi pashe..
Prepustam se zvukovima gitare i bubnjeva..
joj kak brijem.. fakat sam pekmezava..
pricala sam danas s frendom kojeg nisam vidla ni cula sto godina.. uzasno je dobar osjecaj cut nekog dragog i moc pricat s njim kao da ste se jucer culi. s malo ljudi imam takvu povezanost i to je odlicno..
upravo mi je dosla majka u sobu da nek idem napravit neki kolac..
neda mi se nis danas radit...
hocu uzivat u nicemu...
selit se s kreveta na stolac...
eventualno otic po sok i promjenit muziku..
zapalit cigaretu
iskljucit telefone
iskljucit net
iskljucit sebe
i mastat....
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?
***************************
mail
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.