~ponedjeljak, 23.10.2006.
Therion, Grave Digger, Sabation
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ou jea! |
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~nedjelja, 22.10.2006.
R O Đ E N D A N (I) :D
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sinoć bijaše zanimljiva subota.... |
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~petak, 20.10.2006.
mačić dobio imeeee!!!! :D
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da da da!!! dobio je ime! više se ne zove "ej ti tamo" haha... nema japansko ime..to je prekomplicirano za njega...tako da se sad zove MImo XD haha... da da... zove se Mimo... (i Pero) |
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~srijeda, 18.10.2006.
mačić...
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dobila sam mačića...hmmm... prešljadak je... ali... nema ime :D heh... ne znam kako da ga nazovem. htijela sam mu dati neko japansko ime, ili barem ime s nekim značenjem...ali još sam u istrazi |
kul...
hahaha 
- 21:40 - Path through the blinding light (5) - Paper vision - #
~subota, 14.10.2006.
ma zar opet...
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ljudi stvarno nekada mogu biti retardirani, glupi, jadni... ali ovi su stalno! - da, riječ je o tkz. miholjačkim pljeskačima... ufff... ta smrdljiva šminkerska gamad, gade mi se e... |
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~petak, 06.10.2006.
alo
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joooooooj!!! opet sam zaboravila lozinku, ili neš slično.... |
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I'm home again, I won the war,
and now I am behind your door.
I tried so hard to obey the law,
see the meaning of it all.
Remember me? Before the war.
I'm the man who lived next door.
Long ago...
As you can see, when you look at me,
I'm pieces of what I used to be.
It's easier if you don't see me
standing on my own two feet.
I'm taller when I sit here still,
you ask are all my dreams fulfilled.
They made me a heart of steal,
the kind them bullets cannot see
Nothing's what it seems to be,
I'm a replica, I'm a replica
Empty shell inside of me
I'm not myself, I'm a replica of me...
The light is green, my slate is
clean, new life to fill the hole in me.
I had no name, last December,
Christmas Eve I can't remember.
I was in a constant pain,
I saw your shadow in a rain
I painted all your pigeons red,
I wish I had stayed home instead.
Nothing's what it seems to be,
I'm a replica, I'm a replica
Empty shell inside of me
I'm not myself, I'm a replica of me...
Are you gonna leave me now, when it is all over
Are you gonna leave me, is my world now over...
Raising from the place I've been,
and trying to keep my home base clean.
Now I'm here and won't go back believe.
I fall asleep and dream a dream,
I'm floating in a silent stream.
No-one placing blame on me
But nothing's what it seems to be,
yeah.
Nothing's what it seems to be,
I'm a replica, I'm a replica
Empty shell inside of me
I'm not myself, I'm a replica of me...