
Spovednica
#7941
Posted 15 January 2009 - 06:58 PM
[Napoleon]
#7942
Posted 15 January 2009 - 07:16 PM


After all this time?
Always.
#7943
Posted 15 January 2009 - 08:41 PM

spet videvam tistega luškanega dečkota na postaji ....

“… 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.
#7944
Posted 16 January 2009 - 11:01 AM


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.
#7945
Posted 16 January 2009 - 11:56 AM
#7946
Posted 16 January 2009 - 05:40 PM
[Napoleon]
#7947
Posted 16 January 2009 - 07:18 PM
otoplila sem odnose z eno dečvo, s katero nisva pisnili kar nekaj let. ok se počutim.
napisat morm pismo ... napisat morm pismo ... napisat morm pismo .....
dnar puhti neznano kam .....
“… 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.
#7948
Posted 16 January 2009 - 07:56 PM
si ti moja kolegica?

Ne, ona nima žametnih oči in niti kodrov mehkih kakor svila,
če sneg je bel, ga v njenih nedrih ni in usta bi se od koral ločila.
Sem videl rože bele in rdeče, na njenih licih take ne cveto
in so dišave, ki so bolj dehteče, kot vonj, ki diha njeno ga telo.
Njen glas poslušam rad, četudi vem da zvoki strun prijetneje zvene,
kako boginje hodijo ne vem; ko ona hodi, stopa kot ljudje.
Pa vendar se mi zdi bolj očarljiva kot vse, ki pesem jih slavi lažniva.
#7949
Posted 16 January 2009 - 08:12 PM
usak dan smo ga pil in bli naliti ko kante.

#7950
Posted 16 January 2009 - 08:42 PM


Pridna sem doma in čakam fanta da se vrne


Edit: Aja, sej res, prasec mi je dons zjutri poslal mms, na katerem on leži na ležalniku v kopalkah ob bazenu, obkroženemu s palmami. Jst sm se pa geografijo učila



After all this time?
Always.
#7951
Posted 16 January 2009 - 08:44 PM


There are no limits to what you can accomplish when you are supposed to be doing something else.
#7952
Posted 16 January 2009 - 08:46 PM


After all this time?
Always.
#7953
Posted 16 January 2009 - 08:46 PM

#7954
Posted 16 January 2009 - 08:49 PM




..Ja ful sem neki dobre volje dons, čeprou se mi ne sanja zakaj

After all this time?
Always.
#7955
Posted 16 January 2009 - 09:59 PM


Ne, ona nima žametnih oči in niti kodrov mehkih kakor svila,
če sneg je bel, ga v njenih nedrih ni in usta bi se od koral ločila.
Sem videl rože bele in rdeče, na njenih licih take ne cveto
in so dišave, ki so bolj dehteče, kot vonj, ki diha njeno ga telo.
Njen glas poslušam rad, četudi vem da zvoki strun prijetneje zvene,
kako boginje hodijo ne vem; ko ona hodi, stopa kot ljudje.
Pa vendar se mi zdi bolj očarljiva kot vse, ki pesem jih slavi lažniva.
#7956
Posted 16 January 2009 - 10:31 PM
si ti moja kolegica?

I don't think so.

Še ena ki v petek zvečer sameva doma. Sicer sma bel z kolegico zaj na eni hitri pijači, ampak sem nenavadno hitro doma za petek.

Spovedujem se da nisem danes naredila popolnoma nič za fax, ma kaj, sploh nič nisem naredila.
Ful bi šla na eno noro čago, z fajno družbo, da se pošteno naplešem, kaj spijem, u glavnem znorim do kraja in se popolnoma odklopim.
[Napoleon]
#7957
Posted 16 January 2009 - 11:55 PM

me wanna have kids.
#7958
Posted 17 January 2009 - 10:09 AM

danes bom spet zapravljala.

“… 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.
#7959
Posted 17 January 2009 - 10:29 AM
Rada bi se pogovarjala z eno osebo, ker mi gre na živce, da me spet ignorira, ne pozdravlja in sploh nisma spregovorila že kak mesec. Ja, točno mesec dni nazaj, ko smo se srečali v trgovini in sma se skor zaletela. (srečama se pa skoraj vsak dan med tednom)
Aja. V zari sm si kupla ene ultra neudobne balerinke.

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.
#7960
Posted 17 January 2009 - 10:53 AM

Ne, ona nima žametnih oči in niti kodrov mehkih kakor svila,
če sneg je bel, ga v njenih nedrih ni in usta bi se od koral ločila.
Sem videl rože bele in rdeče, na njenih licih take ne cveto
in so dišave, ki so bolj dehteče, kot vonj, ki diha njeno ga telo.
Njen glas poslušam rad, četudi vem da zvoki strun prijetneje zvene,
kako boginje hodijo ne vem; ko ona hodi, stopa kot ljudje.
Pa vendar se mi zdi bolj očarljiva kot vse, ki pesem jih slavi lažniva.
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