Snijeg svud pada, zvona zvone, srca mlada vesele se, to je vrijeme ljubavi i mira, sretan Božić svakome!
Inače ja sam u proljetnom duhu jer pijem običnu Janu, a trebala bi piti kokakolu kao moj dragi prijatelj Bađo:D
ali zato svima želim sretan božić koji bude ovaj mjesec i začas bude pokucao na vaša vrata...
:D
sustavno sam zanemarila ovaj blog...
i zaboravila gledati lijepe boje...žalosno...
sviđa mi se ovaj dizajn..
baš je očaravajući..
:D
moji unutarnji osječaji trenutno su čudni..
neznam valjda zato jer sam i sama čudna..
vjerojatno!
i da moja mala maca Wilma je uginula..
auto ju je tresnul..
i sad sam tužna..
neizmjerno...
i sad bude malo čudno ali moja majka je našla jednu malo veću umiljtu mačku koju smo nazvali Milka..
to je ime koje ima dvije svrhe:
prvo: to je ime čokolade koje je obožavam
drugo: ja sam krava po horoskopu a Milka je ime krave..
da
i odlučila sam da budem stavila sliku Milke čokolade..
i da plesale smo u Čokolinolandu (Čakolandu) djevojčicu sa žigicama..
joj ta priča je tako tužna...
bila sam prvi razred.
i to nam je bila lektira..
koju sam pročitala..
i plakala nočima...
jer nisam mogla vjerovati da ima tolko zla u ovom svijetu...
tolko mržnje, nedovoljno ljubavi...
i na kraju ta jadna djevojčica koja nikoga nije imala osim okrutnog oca, sva promrzla bez novaca,
umire sama...
na ulici,
sa pogledima ljudi..
koji prolaze..
i ne vide...
patnju...
i strah...
jadne male djevojčice sa šibicama
....
ali ta priča je tako napisana...
da se jednostavno rasplačeš...
žalosno...
ah.
neznam sad sam se raspričala..
:D
i sad budem završila ovaj post.
sa srdačnim i božićnim pozdravima!
doviđenja do pisanja..
oi!
08.12.2006. u 13:10 |
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Vidim ljepe boje.
inače.
ja opče nemam pojma koje bi to mogle biti boje.. :))
možda ružičasta, narančasta, rozna, žuta... :))
neznam.
i ja sam opet djete bez ideje.
pa oi!
22.10.2006. u 19:50 |
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ja sam djevojčica sa imenom Dora.
i uvijek sam za zabavu.
i.
još uvjek sam osnovna.
i imam punih 14 i pol godina i par dana.
makar to nitko nebi rekel. :D
jer se ponašam ko da imam 2 godine.
i volim kad netko pjeva pank pjesme na taljanskome :D :D :D
npr fastidiose...:D
i ja inače vidim ljepe boje.
to je moj izraz zbog kojeg budem najebala.
i.
udjelite kunu, dve, tri.
uvijek dobro dođe.
i skužila sam nedavno, da je svaka druga subota sranje.
najozbiljnije.
Moje pjesmičice
DEAD KENNEDYS
"Too Drunk To Fuck"
Went to a party
I danced all night
I drank 16 beers
And I started up a fight
But now I am jaded
You're out of luck
I'm rolling down the stairs
Too drunk to fuck
Too drunk to fuck
Too drunk to fuck
Too drunk, to fuck
I'm too drunk, too drunk, too drunk
To fuck
I like your stories
I love your gun
Shooting out truck tires
Sounds like loads and loads of fun
But in my room
Wish you were dead
You ball like the baby
In Eraserhead
Too drunk to fuck
Too drunk to fuck
Too drunk, to fuck
It's all I need right now
Too drunk to fuck
Too drunk to fuck
Too drunk to fuck
Too drunk, to fuck
I'm sick soft gooey and cold
Too drunk to fuck
I'm about to drop
My head's a mess
The only salvation is
I'll never see you again
You give me head
It makes it worse
Take out your fuckin' retainer
Put it in your purse
I'm too drunk to fuck
You're to drunk to fuck
Too drunk to fuck
It's all I need right now Oh baby
I'm melting like an ice cream bar
Oh baby
And now I got diarrhea
Too drunk to fuck
Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah
Oooohhh
FUGAZI
Waiting room
I am a patient boy
I wait, I wait, I wait, I wait
My time is like water down a drain
Everybody's moving,
Everybody's moving,
Everybody's moving, moving, moving, moving
Please don't leave me to remain
In the waiting room
I don't want the news
I cannot use it
I don't want the news
I won't live by it
Sitting outside of town
Everybody's always down
Tell me why?
Because... they can't get up
Ahhh... Come on and get up
Come on and get up
But I don't sit idly by
Ahhh...
I'm planning a big surprise
I'm gonna fight for what I want to be
I won't make the same mistakes
Because I know
Because I know how much time that wastes
And Function
Function is the key
To the the waiting room
I don't want the news
I cannot use it
I don't want the news
I won't live by it
Sitting outside of town
Everybody's always down
Tell me why?
Because... they can't get up
Ahhh... Come on and get up
Up for the waiting room
Sitting in the waiting room
Ahhh...
Sitting in the waiting room
Ahhh...
Sitting in the waiting room
Ahhh...
Sitting in the waiting room
Ahhh...
Tell me why?
Because... they can't get up
Los Fastidios - S.h.a.r.p.
Skin! e Punk!
Skin! e Punk!
Lungo corteo si sta
muovendo
ci vedi arrivare infondo alla via
senti gli
slogan stiamo cantando
siamo accerchiati dalla polizia
UOOO UOOOO UOOOO UOOOO X2
E puoi vedere i
nostri striscioni
l'elmo troiano si alza su di noi
senti il rumore dei nostri scarponi
e fate largo ai
ribelli oi!
S.H.A.R.P. Skin e Punk contro il
razzismo
S.H.A.R.P. per le vie della cittŕ
S.H.A.R.P. la voce dei ribelli
S.H.A.R.P. la forza una
realtŕ
S.H.A.R.P
S.H.A.R.P
Lungo
corteo si sta muovendo
ci vedi arrivare infondo alla via
senti gli slogan stiamo cantando
siamo accerchiati
dalla polizia
UOOO UOOOO UOOOO UOOOO
E
puoi vedere i nostri striscioni
l'elmo troiano si
alza su di noi
senti il rumore dei nostri scarponi
e
fate largo ai ribelli oi!
S.H.A.R.P. Skin e Punk
contro il razzismo
S.H.A.R.P. per le vie della cittŕ
S.H.A.R.P. la voce dei ribelli
S.H.A.R.P. la forza una
realtŕ
S.H.A.R.P
S.H.A.R.P
solo
basso X4 (2 con S.H.A.R.P)
S.H.A.R.P
S.H.A.R.P
Skinhead!
Kud Idijoti - Za Tebe
Kad srce radi bim-a-bam
Sve drugo je manje vazno
Ne zelim
pjevati, ne zelim plesati
Kad srce radi bim-a-bam
Sve
drugo je manje vazno
Svaka fontana srece premala za
mene
Samo zelim da si sa mnom ti
Svaki dan i svaki
tren
Sjedim ispred Kino Zagreba
Svjetlo sja iz
izloga
Trombociti u zilama
A tebe jos nema
Znoje mi
se dlanovi
Oko mene hrpa cikova
Gledam niz ulicu
Jos
nema te
Bim-a-bam za tebe
Hej, hej
Za
tebe
FLOGGING MOLLY
Devil's dance floor
Her breath began to speak
As she stood right in front of me
The colour of her eyes
Were the colour of insanity
Crushed beneath her wave
Like a ship, I could not reach her shore
We're all just dancers on the Devil's Dance Floor
Well swing a little more, little more o'er the merry-o
Swing a little more, a little more next to me
Swing a little more, little more o'er the merry-o
Swing a little more, on the Devil's Dance Floor
Pressed against her face
I could feel her insecurity
Her mother'd been a drunk
And her father was obscurity
But nothin' ever came
From a life that was a simple one
So pull yourself together girl
And have a little fun
Well she took me by the hand
I could see she was a fiery one
Her legs ran all the way
Up to heaven and past Avalon
Tell me somethin' girl, what it is you have in store
She said come with me now
On the Devil's Dance Floor
Well swing a little more, little more o'er the merry-o
Swing a little more, a little more next to me
Swing a little more, little more o'er the merry-o
Swing a little more, on the Devil's Dance Floor
Swing a little more, on the Devil's Dance Floor
Well swing a little more, little more o'er the merry-o
Swing a little more, a little more next to me
Swing a little more, little more o'er the merry-o
Swing a little more, on the Devil's Dance Floor
The apple now is sweet
Oh much sweeter than it ought to be
Another little bite
I don't think there is much hope for me
The sweat beneath her brow
Travels all the way
An' headin' south
This bleedin' heart's cryin'
Cause there's no way out
Well swing a little more, little more o'er the merry-o
Swing a little more, a little more next to me
Swing a little more, little more o'er the merry-o
Swing a little more, on the Devil's Dance Floor
Well swing a little more, little more o'er the merry-o
Swing a little more, a little more next to me
Swing a little more, little more o'er the merry-o
Swing a little more, on the Devil's Dance Floor
Swing a little more, on the Devil's Dance Floor
Swing a little more, on the Devil's Dance Floor
