svi smo mi kreteni svoje vrste
19.09.2005., ponedjeljak
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koji kaos od dana... nis pametnog izlezavanje pred tv-om kompom.. danas imam dan za slusanje metala :D ahahha.. fakat mi to pashe.. i nis mi se neda.. i neda mi se pricat s nikim i neda mi se vidjet s nikim.. brijem da postajem asocijalna :D danas ko god da se javio na icq nije normalan.. shema pitanja ista: jesi li zgodna? daj mi se opiši grudi ? kvart? jebote, ko da sam na ispitivanju nekom.. sam ne kuzim ovo s cicama.. kaj ak velim da imam 4-ku a njemu pase 3 :D isuse premili koji kaos... zakaj je opce to pitanje bitno? to ko da ja uletim tipu e bok aj se opisi kolki ti je? 18? a jebiga, ja trazim nekog za chat ko ima barem 18,7 :D katastrofa... idem off |
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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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