Svi pišu o tome....
Priklonit ću se večini...pa ću i ja...
To je zakon...ali ne shvaćam zašto i mi jadni učenici ne možemo štrajkat kad nam puhne...
Da...da...
Ej ljudi ja sam postla ponosna vlasnica.......................................
.........četvorke iz fizike....haha...
ali kod nje je to nemoguće(osim štreberima,ili fakat pametnim ljudima)....
a ja sam uspijela nemoguće....
I tako u školi je užas...
Puno ljudi me uspije naživcirat bez razloga....samom pojavom...
Htijela bi napisat nešto o jednoj osobi...ali imam luzere u razredu koji dolaze na moj blog i čitaju kaj ja
pišem....bez obzira kolko im ja puta rekla da se gone....Ima i onih koji idu po drugim blogovima i čitaju komentare koje sam ja ostavljala....BOLESNO...
Ali ja se neću živcirat....Boli me briga...Nek rade kaj oće ak nemaju svoj život....
Neki ljudi su postali "preslobodni"....
Ak ja nekom nešto kažem,u povjerenju,podrazumjeva se da to nikome ne kažu a pogotovo ne osobi o kojoj se radi...I sad pola ljudi zna o čemu se radi....
I kaže meni jedan dečko da sam ja opasna zato što slušam system...haha..
fuck the system
Eto napisala sam post da nebi mislila da sam nestala s ovog planeta...ili možda da sam ljena...
ajd pooz...


super pjesma...

Wake up (wake up)
Grab a brush and put a little makeup
Hide the scars to fade away the shake up
(Hide the scars to fade away the shake )
Why'd you leave the keys up on the table?
Here you go create another fable

(You wanted to)
Grab a brush and put on a little makeup
(You wanted to)
Hide the scars to fade away the shake up
(You wanted to)
Why'd you leave the keys up on the table?
(You wanted to)

I don't think you trust, in, my,
Self-righteous suicide,
I, cry, when angels deserve to die

Wake up (wake up)
Grab a brush and put a little makeup
Hide the scars to fade away the shake up
Why'd you leave the keys up on the table?
Here you go create another fable

(You wanted to)
Grab a brush and put on a little makeup
(You wanted to)
Hide the scars to fade away the shake up
(You wanted to)
Why'd you leave the keys up on the table?
(You wanted to)

I don't think you trust in my
Self-righteous suicide,
I cry, when angels deserve to die
In my self-righteous suicide,
I cry, when angels deserve to die

Father (father)
Father (father)
Father (father)
Father (aaahh)
Father into your hands, I commend my spirit
Father into your hands, why have you forsaken me?
In your eyes, forsaken me
In your thoughts, forsaken me
In your heart, forsaken me

Oh, trust in my, self-righteous suicide
I cry when angels deserve to die
In my self-righteous suicide
I cry when angels deserve to die


bok.........