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pa rekoh, da napisem rijec, dvije.. al sad vise neznam sta da ti pisem
ako hoces, mozes sad malo ti
pozdrav
antonela
hey...you dissapeared from my friendlist and i cant message you?? strange..i wasn't relaxed enough to response, i'm sorry...now i would like to, but i can't (?).perhaps i manage later...
many greetings and thanx for your message again!
leni
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give us something familiar, something similar to what we know already that will keep us steady, steady going nowhere....
It's like being in a tornado if you dream my dreams. It's not violent, but it's dizzy and confusing once I wake up. In my dreams I understand everything because it feels natural. But when I wake up nothing makes sense out of that dream I just had to others, except me because I have my own imagination that differs because I am of course an individual. So no matter what I do, my imagination is free, especially when I have reveries. A rainbow tornado, is so complex if you try to picture it, like poems are sometimes.
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ehej vedrana!
eto vidis, nekad svratim na sajt da malo procekiram blogove al sad mi prvi put palo na pamet da se registriram pa prvo stosam nakon registracije vidila e bilo tvoje ime
pa rekoh, da napisem rijec, dvije.. al sad vise neznam sta da ti pisem
ako hoces, mozes sad malo ti
pozdrav
antonela
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username mi je carbon!
hey
hey...you dissapeared from my friendlist and i cant message you?? strange..i wasn't relaxed enough to response, i'm sorry...now i would like to, but i can't (?).perhaps i manage later...
many greetings and thanx for your message again!
leni
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give us something familiar, something similar to what we know already that will keep us steady, steady going nowhere....
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hvala sto si me dodala za prijatelja
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my face, hayworth's body..my crazy friend did this
Crayola Nimbus
It's like being in a tornado if you dream my dreams. It's not violent, but it's dizzy and confusing once I wake up. In my dreams I understand everything because it feels natural. But when I wake up nothing makes sense out of that dream I just had to others, except me because I have my own imagination that differs because I am of course an individual. So no matter what I do, my imagination is free, especially when I have reveries. A rainbow tornado, is so complex if you try to picture it, like poems are sometimes.
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Nola