

Poletni Sandali
#461
Posted 02 May 2012 - 04:24 PM

There are no limits to what you can accomplish when you are supposed to be doing something else.
#462
Posted 02 May 2012 - 06:40 PM









Normality is a paved road: It's comfortable to walk, but no flowers grow on it.
― V. Van Gogh
#463
Posted 02 May 2012 - 06:41 PM


#464
Posted 02 May 2012 - 06:45 PM

So mi pa 4. in 5. zelo všeč.
After all this time?
Always.
#465
Posted 02 May 2012 - 06:46 PM


#466
Posted 02 May 2012 - 06:47 PM

Črni so mi še lepši:

Normality is a paved road: It's comfortable to walk, but no flowers grow on it.
― V. Van Gogh
#467
Posted 02 May 2012 - 06:47 PM

Cosa vuoi che ti scriva?
Cosa vuoi che ti dica?
Tu sei ovunque in me.
#468
Posted 02 May 2012 - 06:47 PM


Pablo Picasso
#469
Posted 02 May 2012 - 06:48 PM

After all this time?
Always.
#470
Posted 04 May 2012 - 10:27 AM
"Life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get."
#471
Posted 04 May 2012 - 10:28 AM
Ja, spodaj pa še najlonke do kolen v temno kožni barvi.Kar vidim not tiste stare, preperele noge.
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"Life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get."
#472
Posted 09 May 2012 - 06:41 PM

Normality is a paved road: It's comfortable to walk, but no flowers grow on it.
― V. Van Gogh
#473
Posted 16 May 2012 - 09:10 PM

Normality is a paved road: It's comfortable to walk, but no flowers grow on it.
― V. Van Gogh
#474
Posted 31 May 2012 - 04:17 PM




Normality is a paved road: It's comfortable to walk, but no flowers grow on it.
― V. Van Gogh
#475
Posted 31 May 2012 - 04:20 PM
#476
Posted 31 May 2012 - 04:25 PM
Normality is a paved road: It's comfortable to walk, but no flowers grow on it.
― V. Van Gogh
#477
Posted 03 June 2012 - 03:56 PM




Normality is a paved road: It's comfortable to walk, but no flowers grow on it.
― V. Van Gogh
#478
Posted 05 June 2012 - 01:35 PM

#479
Posted 09 June 2012 - 03:49 PM

Normality is a paved road: It's comfortable to walk, but no flowers grow on it.
― V. Van Gogh
#480
Posted 09 June 2012 - 04:02 PM
Dear Leonard. To look life in the face, always, to look life in the face and to know it for what it is. At last to know it, to love it for what it is, and then, to put it away. Leonard, always the years between us, always the years. Always the love. Always the hours.
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