Ena modra mama baje vedno reče: glavno,da se imamo radi, in da ni vojne.
Ja.
četrtek, 29. december 2011
torek, 27. december 2011
veintitrés.
Samoumevnost. Ko enkrat prestopiš njeno mejo, nikoli ni več, kot si želiš, da bi bilo.
In ni res, da se nehaš bati, ko se soočiš s svojim strahom. Jaz se je še vedno bojim.
In ni res, da se nehaš bati, ko se soočiš s svojim strahom. Jaz se je še vedno bojim.
petek, 23. december 2011
veinte.
Ne vem, kam točno sem namenjena. Najbrž je vse odvisno od tega,kam me bo odnesel tok svoje reke.
četrtek, 22. december 2011
torek, 13. december 2011
dieciocho.
Res imam najraje trenutke, ko se osebe, ki me v resnici sploh ne poznajo, lotevajo stvari, o katerih se jim še sanja ne.
Čeprav sem se jih nekaterim trudila že milijonkrat razložiti. Drugi bi pa morda morali prej rešiti določene stvari pri sebi, da bi dojeli razliko.
Najraje,res.
Čeprav sem se jih nekaterim trudila že milijonkrat razložiti. Drugi bi pa morda morali prej rešiti določene stvari pri sebi, da bi dojeli razliko.
Najraje,res.
sobota, 10. december 2011
sobota, 3. december 2011
Somebody That I Used To Know.
Now and then I think of when we were together
Like when you said you felt so happy you could die
Told myself that you were right for me
But felt so lonely in your company
But that was love and it's an ache I still remember
You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness
Like resignation to the end
Always the end
So when we found that we could not make sense
Well you said that we would still be friends
But you didn't have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened
And that we were nothing
And I don't even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger
And that feels so rough
Now you're just somebody that I used to know.
Like when you said you felt so happy you could die
Told myself that you were right for me
But felt so lonely in your company
But that was love and it's an ache I still remember
You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness
Like resignation to the end
Always the end
So when we found that we could not make sense
Well you said that we would still be friends
But I'll admit that I was glad that it was over
But you didn't have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened
And that we were nothing
And I don't even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger
And that feels so rough
Now you're just somebody that I used to know.
petek, 2. december 2011
loving strangers.
It's just the start of the winter
and I'm all alone
and I've got my eye right on you..
Give me a coin and I'll take you to the moon.
Give me a beer and I'll kiss you so foolishly,
like you do when you lie, when you're not in my thoughts,
like you do when you lie and I know it's not my imagination.
and I'm all alone
and I've got my eye right on you..
Give me a coin and I'll take you to the moon.
Give me a beer and I'll kiss you so foolishly,
like you do when you lie, when you're not in my thoughts,
like you do when you lie and I know it's not my imagination.
Loving strangers, loving strangers.. oh < 3
nedelja, 27. november 2011
petek, 18. november 2011
četrtek, 17. november 2011
November
And the words still ring, once here now gone. And they echo through my head everyday.. And I dont think they'll ever go away.
Če kdaj, je novembra čas za take stvari, ja.
Če kdaj, je novembra čas za take stvari, ja.
nedelja, 13. november 2011
once.
Ko se zaveš,da se je tvoj krog emocij razširil in se začneš soočati s prej neznanimi oz. potlačenimi občutki, najprej niti ni tako super. Je pa zato potem toliko boljše. Če jih znaš pravilno uporabiti,seveda.
sobota, 12. november 2011
Always and never.
My warrior woman. My Valkyrie.
You'll always be mine, always and never. Never.
The Fire, baby. It'll burn us both. It'll kill us both.
There's no place in this world for our kind of fire.
Always and never.
If I have to die for you tonight, I will.
You'll always be mine, always and never. Never.
The Fire, baby. It'll burn us both. It'll kill us both.
There's no place in this world for our kind of fire.
Always and never.
If I have to die for you tonight, I will.
Dwight, Sin City
četrtek, 10. november 2011
ponedeljek, 7. november 2011
nueve.
Nekateri dnevi so pač takšni,da bi jih najraje prespala. Če ne bi spet sanjala tistih istih sanj,seveda.
torek, 25. oktober 2011
Silver lining.
Vseeno bi bilo pa lepo imeti nekoga, ki bi mi kdaj zapel:
When the World surrounds you, I'll make it go away..
Paint the sky with silver lining.
I will try to save you, cover up the grey
with silver lining.
Ah,Theo. V srce si me.
Paint the sky with silver lining.
I will try to save you, cover up the grey
with silver lining.
Ah,Theo. V srce si me.
sobota, 15. oktober 2011
ocho.
Smešno, kako včasih mislim, da bi s tabo lahko hotela in znala, že v naslednjem trenutku pa z enim samim stavkom to spremeniš v nič.
sobota, 8. oktober 2011
Damn..
"There’s a reason I said I’d be happy alone. It wasn’t ’cause I thought I’d be happy alone. It was because I thought if I loved someone and then it fell apart, I might not make it.
It’s easier to be alone, because what if you learn that you need love and you don’t have it? What if you like it and lean on it? What if you shape your life around it and then it falls apart? Can you even survive that kind of pain?"
It’s easier to be alone, because what if you learn that you need love and you don’t have it? What if you like it and lean on it? What if you shape your life around it and then it falls apart? Can you even survive that kind of pain?"
Grey`s Anatomy, S07E22
nedelja, 25. september 2011
siete.
Sovražim gledati, kako ti je težko in vedeti, da ne morem narediti popolnoma nič, ker ti mora biti težko, da bo enkrat vse vredu.
seis.
Ne morem ti dati, kar pričakuješ od mene, lahko pa ti dam veliko ostalih stvari. Če želiš. Če znaš. Če zmoreš.
Sunday.
The loverless nights, they seem so long, I know that I'll hold you someday.
But until you come back where you belong, it's just another lonely Sunday. Maybe we'll see that we were wrong, if ever we look back one day..
But till you come back where you belong it's just another lonely Sunday.
But until you come back where you belong, it's just another lonely Sunday. Maybe we'll see that we were wrong, if ever we look back one day..
But till you come back where you belong it's just another lonely Sunday.
nedelja, 11. september 2011
sreda, 17. avgust 2011
When will I see you again?
I know I have a fickle heart.
And a bitterness.
And a wandering eye.
And a heaviness in my head.
But don't you remember? The reason you loved me before..
Baby please remember me once more.
And a bitterness.
And a wandering eye.
And a heaviness in my head.
But don't you remember? The reason you loved me before..
Baby please remember me once more.
torek, 16. avgust 2011
ponedeljek, 15. avgust 2011
četrtek, 11. avgust 2011
Jar of Hearts
You're gonna catch a cold from the ice inside your soul.. So don't come back for me.
Who do you think you are?
sobota, 6. avgust 2011
Like whispering you know me you know me*
You`ll never be lonely, if you have someone to say:
"they're playing our song".
četrtek, 4. avgust 2011
cuatro.
Tudi če slišim isto stvar stopetdesetič, mogoče še vedno ne bom verjela. Ne zato, ker ti ne zaupam, ampak zato, ker ne zaupam sebi.
sreda, 3. avgust 2011
torek, 2. avgust 2011
mehkopuhasto na moji roki.
sreda, 27. julij 2011
ponedeljek, 25. julij 2011
From dreams I've seen you before.
You make me want to sing about love every time I raise my head. You make me want to tell the whole world what I've found is good.
Then they say:
Slow..
Slow this right down,
don't burn it out,
don't let it show..
Slow..
Oh, but my heart is racing
to hold your gaze and
let it go.
Slow..
Slow this right down,
don't burn it out,
don't let it show..
Slow..
Oh, but my heart is racing
to hold your gaze and
let it go.
uno.
Pričakovati objektiven nasvet od nekoga, ki se utaplja v subjektivizmu, ni najbolj pametno.. Res bi si morala to že enkrat končno zapomniti.
petek, 4. marec 2011
membrana
Se naenkrat ozreš in vidiš, da je že toliko za tabo. Da gre čas tako hitro, da mu kar težko slediš. Pa imaš vseeno svoj ritem, se mu malo upiraš, na koncu pa vseeno prepustiš.
Sem malo obujala spomine. Na našo Nemčijo, Eurotrip in nasploh ne tisto krasno poletje, ki se mi je junija zdelo neskončno dolgo, ki sem mu pustila, da me čisto obrne, da razširi moj svet.
In kar ne morem biti resna, ko se spomnim sedenja pred železniško v Milanu in našega Amsterdama. Sladoleda v Berlinu in reke v Salzburgu, ko smo sedele in si govorile: ne da smo frajerke, a ne, da bo to en super spomin, ko bomo 50?
In na lansko poletje, za katerega se mi zdi, da ga sploh ni bilo, da je bil le tisti prekratek London in čisto nič drugega.
In nanj,ki mi je dal toliko in hkrati nič. Se ga včasih v mislih še vedno oklepam, ko prevlada samota v meni. On je vedel, kako je to. In je vedel,kaj narediti.
Jaz pa ne vem. Sploh zdaj, ko se oziram nazaj. Se mi zdi, da živim neko drugo življenje neke druge mene- prestrašene in zaskrbljene. Se mi zdi, da sem tukaj edina oseba in da me od vseh ostalih ločuje membrana- tanka, a kljub temu dovolj debela, da ne more nič in nihče do mene. Nič in nihče.
Se naenkrat ozreš in vidiš, da ni bilo čisto vedno tako. Zato si malo otožen, a pustiš času, da ti narekuje svoj ritem. Na koncu mu vedno popustiš.
Sem malo obujala spomine. Na našo Nemčijo, Eurotrip in nasploh ne tisto krasno poletje, ki se mi je junija zdelo neskončno dolgo, ki sem mu pustila, da me čisto obrne, da razširi moj svet.
In kar ne morem biti resna, ko se spomnim sedenja pred železniško v Milanu in našega Amsterdama. Sladoleda v Berlinu in reke v Salzburgu, ko smo sedele in si govorile: ne da smo frajerke, a ne, da bo to en super spomin, ko bomo 50?
In na lansko poletje, za katerega se mi zdi, da ga sploh ni bilo, da je bil le tisti prekratek London in čisto nič drugega.
In nanj,ki mi je dal toliko in hkrati nič. Se ga včasih v mislih še vedno oklepam, ko prevlada samota v meni. On je vedel, kako je to. In je vedel,kaj narediti.
Jaz pa ne vem. Sploh zdaj, ko se oziram nazaj. Se mi zdi, da živim neko drugo življenje neke druge mene- prestrašene in zaskrbljene. Se mi zdi, da sem tukaj edina oseba in da me od vseh ostalih ločuje membrana- tanka, a kljub temu dovolj debela, da ne more nič in nihče do mene. Nič in nihče.
Se naenkrat ozreš in vidiš, da ni bilo čisto vedno tako. Zato si malo otožen, a pustiš času, da ti narekuje svoj ritem. Na koncu mu vedno popustiš.
četrtek, 10. februar 2011
četrtek, 20. januar 2011
Cause it's alright..
Je trajalo veliko dlje, ampak po dveh mesecih si bil le še na papirju. In redko ( le, če so bile posredi borovničke) sem te komu omenila.
Tako ali tako marsikdo ne bi razumel.
Tako ali tako marsikdo ne bi razumel.
četrtek, 6. januar 2011
you can always go back to your soulmate, that's what makes him a soulmate.
-I know where i wanna be in ten years, do you??
-I wanna be with you.
-I wanna be with you.
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