
Na koncu sem tresla cev tako dolgo, da so prestice/arasidi popadali ven, vrecko je pa potegnilo do filtra in jo je pob potegnil ven.

Zadnja ameriska pakunga M&M'sov je sla po gobe

Posted 18 July 2011 - 12:05 PM
Odkriti srečo. Jo loviti in ujeti. Se prepustiti. Gledati z odprtimi očmi, vonjati, poslušati, se čuditi. Biti radoveden, ceniti lepoto in preproste, majhne in srčne stvari, srčne ljudi, trenutke. Čričke. Predvsem ne pozabi na čričke. Brez njih ni poletja.
Posted 18 July 2011 - 04:29 PM
Yes, it can happen so quickly. Life as we know it can change in a blink of an eye. Unlikely friendships can blossom, important careers can be tossed aside, a long lost hope can be rekindled. Still, we should be grateful for whatever changes life throws at us. Because all too soon, the day will come when there are no changes left.
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Cosa vuoi che ti scriva?
Cosa vuoi che ti dica?
Tu sei ovunque in me.
Posted 21 July 2011 - 04:12 PM
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Posted 15 August 2011 - 01:10 PM
“… People are rivers, always ready to move from one state of being into another. It is not fair, to treat people as if they are finished beings. Everyone is always becoming and unbecoming.” (Kathleen Winter: Annabel.)
“Point of view is everything.“ (Kathleen Winter: Annabel.)
LIVE. LEARN.TRAVEL. LOVE.
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Posted 22 August 2011 - 11:16 AM
“… People are rivers, always ready to move from one state of being into another. It is not fair, to treat people as if they are finished beings. Everyone is always becoming and unbecoming.” (Kathleen Winter: Annabel.)
“Point of view is everything.“ (Kathleen Winter: Annabel.)
LIVE. LEARN.TRAVEL. LOVE.
Posted 26 August 2011 - 12:35 PM
Odkriti srečo. Jo loviti in ujeti. Se prepustiti. Gledati z odprtimi očmi, vonjati, poslušati, se čuditi. Biti radoveden, ceniti lepoto in preproste, majhne in srčne stvari, srčne ljudi, trenutke. Čričke. Predvsem ne pozabi na čričke. Brez njih ni poletja.
Posted 27 August 2011 - 12:08 AM
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