Pokušat ću.. Jer najviše što bi me moglo zaboljeti je znanje da nisam učinila ništa! Da nisam preduzela ništa u vezi osobe koje najviše volim.
It could have been like a fairy tale. But fairy tales aren’t real. Things don’t work like that. There’s a price for everything.
my cup of tea.
I drink coffee.
Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire: it is the time for home.
Sometimes I wish I could go back in time, sit down with myself and explain that things were going to be okay, that everybody loses ground sometimes and it doesn’t mean anything. It’s the way life works. This is hard to understand in the moment. You get to thinking about the girl who rejected you, the job you got fired from, the test you failed, and you lose sight of the big picture — the fact that life has a beautiful way of remaking itself every few weeks.
Al njegovoj djevojci cu samo reci ” Cuvaj ga, on mi je bio sve.” Znam, slagat cu jer on mi je jos sve.
When a woman is assertive and adamant about what it is she wants, she’s totally branded a ‘bitch,’ ‘difficult,’ ‘hard to work with,’ or whatever the case may be. You know what? I’ll take it. Call me a bitch, call me whatever, it doesn’t matter. What it all boils down to is when the day is over, I’m still walking away with what it is that I came there to get.
Oduvek sam bila izrazito nadarena da nešto sjebem.
Nekad mi te spomenu, nekad mi pričaju o tebi. Zadrhtim svaki put, vide to. Ali te opet spominju. Namerno. A ja te namerno čuvam u sebi. Krijem te u svakoj i najzavučenijoj pukotini svog postojanja.