07 June
Kako zelo razgiban dan je za mano dons. Dobesedno.
Sam da je konc mau klavrn. Uglavnem, ko bom naslednjič šla rolat naj mi prosim en reče da hitrost ni kul. Tud če je fajn xD.
In ne vrjamem da bi dons pisala, ker sem zadnje čase zelo brez navdiha, ampak ja no...
They all say
I'm too restless
But words cut deep
When you're defenceless
And they're killing me, but killing me slowly
There was a time when we were fine
And I could tolerate you
I do believe that you should leave
'Cos I've grown to hate you
Should I be weak and turn my cheek
'Cos I'm scared to fall
But I just don't know you
And you don't know me at all
I've been told that love's a celebration
But I've lost faith through frustration
And it's killing me, but killing me slowly
You paint my picture black
The joke's on me
And I don't wanna laugh
Remember the good times
Won't you bring them back someday, somehow
Nikoli nisem rekla, da Robbie ni car :).
Sej bom jutr rekla kj več, zdj se slinm ob pogledu na Metjuja 8).
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