tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41175346688302913582024-02-07T04:49:43.922-08:00NO Feeling goodNina Simone.Green tea and red wine.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger40125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4117534668830291358.post-71632484518903455882020-07-19T10:48:00.000-07:002020-07-19T10:48:50.098-07:00Apples. Jams.Vinyls. White label. Max. 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mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-priority:99; mso-style-qformat:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; mso-para-margin-top:0cm; mso-para-margin-right:0cm; mso-para-margin-bottom:10.0pt; mso-para-margin-left:0cm; line-height:115%; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:11.0pt; font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif"; mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;} </style> <![endif]--> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">It rules the world. You know who (let’s call it alive creature). I can swear that she knows too. Always starts with coffee cup, you can’t find a start without that. Consist of all of us, in the air, we smell, blows up our heads. Blows us!<span style=""> </span>Second it’s silk. Without silk it’s not worth a crown. Red, pink, essential, scream, cream, <span style=""> </span>dream machine. <span style=""> </span><span style=""> </span>I have shelves for days and draws too: 5 days to shine, 2 days to die. Do it your first time in public it will be emotion, cause when you start indoors projects it become feelings. Then I will be your own counting Amelia, I want big numbers. Have one huge walking emotion.<span style=""> </span>I’m laughing so hard. We are trying not to write something erotic or pornographic, but a comedy, so grand comedy. You say:<span style=""> </span>if I will invite you to come over? I say: maybe you can invite your gf to come over. You say : text me I say: you text me, after 20minutes you wrote: I don’t have your number and<span style=""> </span>can swear that you don’t have mine. You listen Moby, finishing lasagna, deleting messages. I am doing manicure, knitting, watching Cupid.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">It’s mind terrorism. Trying to do parapsychology to force to say facts: I want, I wish, I will do, I will go. It won’t work! Hear that sentence: won’t work!<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">It could work today to leave scar. No gossips. And who am I kidding.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal">Skinny. Blondie. I do not like your red sofa, prefer blue bar.<br />
<span style="" lang="EN-US"><o:p></o:p></span></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4117534668830291358.post-51833394469679579032020-07-19T10:46:00.000-07:002020-07-19T10:48:25.318-07:00Bar. Tonic. Off shoulder. Dance with me. Heart skipped a beat. No response. <br />
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Heart still skips it but pretends. It looks like it does not know what love is. Brain repeats that word as it is trying to remember something. <br />
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Want to write a book about our story. Our? My story. I live in it alone. I created a novel. I live in a novel.<br />
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Ending is going to look like this " They looked old, but where feeling in their thirties. Sat on their porch holding hands and tried not to regret spending life separately. They were present. That moment was a gift. It was perfect timing. It was planned by destiny. Life was cruel. That love was pure and needed that timing. There is no perfection. No idile. But that was close. She was still not broken Aquarius and it was first time that he had nothing to say."<br />
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I have not told to anyone that I met you. Not going to. This is going to be a little secret. It looks like I have you lock you further down. Never going to forget. Hoping that you are going to forget me.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4117534668830291358.post-58396339013648576762020-07-19T10:35:00.000-07:002020-07-19T10:35:02.173-07:00all memories safe kept in white vine bottle.<br />
Forget it forget it forget it.<br />
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still waiting for that miracle which happened while singing j'ai cru entendre. "Hope is good for breakfast but bad for dinner." When i will learn to use these thousands of sayings in head..<br />
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What is fashion, your morning cup, your bed and heels, when on every corner is advert: "They shoot single people don't they?" But real purpose is not beingUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4117534668830291358.post-74870383148458407032016-07-03T15:56:00.001-07:002016-07-06T15:21:44.342-07:00Saudade. Concert. Blank. Dawson Creek.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-cuC4Hya6A8W_nmQx0AHcXQ4C_FxY3KIbEb_ZRVQI8ipQPDUP0PLM-WAKe_LQYGBOfNYbeRE5nDWY7n9HxBaljAlU5c2KVphgRepy7_V2WYettHudS_ucsPSORuT8wAW8ZOqp4hSKzLjj/s1600/13569818_1637062703277163_1489871748_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-cuC4Hya6A8W_nmQx0AHcXQ4C_FxY3KIbEb_ZRVQI8ipQPDUP0PLM-WAKe_LQYGBOfNYbeRE5nDWY7n9HxBaljAlU5c2KVphgRepy7_V2WYettHudS_ucsPSORuT8wAW8ZOqp4hSKzLjj/s320/13569818_1637062703277163_1489871748_o.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOuYq_2WIpaM7x8MUyUEnArSmRPk1Dq4mXyz_d_OKvrfzrmA5o8L2KzeBw3CdjmbcYZ0aayKHXHOvSUV7nZQFfFDw_Js_MtYso1c1_LNPFwmALSZCWjDD4oHFQGBBAjffChqYC3N2yGdht/s1600/13569833_10209037057431212_464332550_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOuYq_2WIpaM7x8MUyUEnArSmRPk1Dq4mXyz_d_OKvrfzrmA5o8L2KzeBw3CdjmbcYZ0aayKHXHOvSUV7nZQFfFDw_Js_MtYso1c1_LNPFwmALSZCWjDD4oHFQGBBAjffChqYC3N2yGdht/s320/13569833_10209037057431212_464332550_o.jpg" /></a></div><br />
This is crazy. Never felt like that. Happy because of the little: - what are you doing? <br />
p.s. I hope nobody will find this. Because the second dragon said: - No.<br />
I lost all symbols because of that. I lost my peaceful sleep stories. I just want to write everything as it is. Fact to fact. <br />
But this makes me believe the destiny again. My beliefs were lost. I am alive. This is agony. I am alive. I am online 24/7. My destiny was around 3000km away and now just 100km. It was working before so how it is possible that it is not working now.<br />
"Pushing away is not the same as letting go". I am stupid, I have faith. <br />
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It is enough for me to know that I love you.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4117534668830291358.post-82537027247923977932016-05-24T17:10:00.004-07:002016-05-25T00:27:35.309-07:00Headphones. Miss ya. Jan28/Jan29.This is the day. 2016 May 24/25. The day. Aquarius was hurt for the first time in her life. Life is funny, huh? Aquarius was hurt by Aquarius. They have never slept together. They have never been on a date. They have never known each other. But she feels like she died. She always feels taller. Because she is. She always feels older and smarter. Because she is. This time she was one day younger, one cm smaller and one day less reading was done in her life. Minutes are going and every minute that past she can not grow more than, can not learn more than, can not feel less inlove. Karma you say. As all Aquarius says"You are what you eat." Her EGO was hurt. But she still feels pretty while crying. The love that she gathered over all those 27 years for every man she met, every creature that made her feel something is gone. White canvas again. She feels clean.<br />
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She will keep one thing. Poem.<br />
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Looking up at the stars, I know quite well<br />
That, for all they care, I can go to hell,<br />
But on earth indifference is the least<br />
We have to dread from man or beast.<br />
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How should we like it were stars to burn<br />
With a passion for us, we could not return?<br />
If equal affection cannot be,<br />
Let the more loving one be me.<br />
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Admirer as I think I am<br />
Of stars that do not give a damn,<br />
I cannot, now I see them, say<br />
I missed one terribly all day.<br />
<br />
Were all stars to disappear or die,<br />
I should learn to look at an empty sky<br />
And feel its total dark sublime,<br />
Though this might take me a little time.<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4117534668830291358.post-711046412841965672012-07-30T16:52:00.000-07:002013-01-05T14:57:07.652-08:00Permanent. Ocean blue. Stick and stones. Puzzle for birthday.I blame you " Pig who wanted to be eaten" to put me in this position to show the pink elephant in the room. The elephant looks like an orange bird when you press it become so huge that destroys everything around. And what about my unicorn in this position? Is he it? Or just the horse that starts the story and when you asked a girl: " How the horse looks like? " She says: " It is a unicorn". How you should react.<br />
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"Most conversations are simply monologues delivered in the presence of witnesses."<br />
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The little one wants to be called like that. Wants a candy now and the brown pot with a food left waiting in the kitchen. But Mrs. Drama can not get the little one that. It needs to take out freedom, to leave chaos. To give no mercy, just nightmares that little one can be caught on the corner.<br />
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Alone at 3 at night? Non. I have me. I understand me. I understand my wish. I understand my thoughts. I understand my body. My mind. My heart. My belly. My butterflies. My eyes. My flesh. Egoist-individualist. <br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4117534668830291358.post-89478732057588965922012-07-28T13:00:00.000-07:002015-09-26T14:26:44.537-07:00She said. Lion. Somebody else. Let me know you. Little bird whispered to me. Furious. Spectrum.Have you ever made a lie that made you make one more? Your soul was feeling so weak, but adrenaline was going in to your brain saying to move more, to do more, to be real you more. The bad you. <br />
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To spend everything you have, that you build after the years. It makes the house. It should <br />
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Spoke about how time is passing fast and thinking how i am little to be able to handle the pressure to stand tall. The heat hits the brain, when the degress comes and hits more. When one thing is left to sit at balcony and wait until after half an hour you have to pretend in the mood. <br />
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- Girls have needs too. - But there is a reason you are called ladies. <br />
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"No man really becomes a fool until he stops asking questions."Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4117534668830291358.post-53188240286862782422012-07-19T06:11:00.002-07:002012-07-30T16:54:06.879-07:00Yummy. Blackberries. Fluffy and dirt. Mother tongue.Always was thinking that opposite attracts and it is still true, but it feels so comfortable when there is something in common. Not speaking about liking the same music, food, movies, we are not those children. We are little flirt kids who goes to the same place, pass by in same space, giving the pen to a hand and moment literally stops, you start to shiver like a ghost just went through you, brrr. <br />
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Pretender. <br />
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Started running again. Some put there anger by shouting on others, i punish myself. I have been very bad girl. Faster and faster, then can not walk for few days, but my sins are forgiven. <br />
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"True silence is the rest of the mind; it is to the spirit what sleep is to the body, nourishment and refreshment." <br />
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The pleasure is a process, but if it is endless, the result is forbiden fruit, what does it mean?Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4117534668830291358.post-61416751888151274282012-04-10T14:44:00.004-07:002012-04-10T14:56:35.192-07:00Curls. Nudes. Gives me more. Share. Good deeds.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAjNxBI15P7udzPAeLNe753WplSQYoWQOVT0anbCLnA9mqGdHBv2JVvCDXsTa3wzCOpHD6FagAqrkp1Xt20Q8Hm6r-jqDx4BYrWlYzgfq1NL7wwk4ss_XiUrxW3X6uQ-Ry1zvqczoOaOYD/s1600/430975_3320050727690_1460950002_3067650_817324920_n.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAjNxBI15P7udzPAeLNe753WplSQYoWQOVT0anbCLnA9mqGdHBv2JVvCDXsTa3wzCOpHD6FagAqrkp1Xt20Q8Hm6r-jqDx4BYrWlYzgfq1NL7wwk4ss_XiUrxW3X6uQ-Ry1zvqczoOaOYD/s320/430975_3320050727690_1460950002_3067650_817324920_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5729894345497042994" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv2-wykH42jlypdotiW354GSVP8aVgJLnUFewagpGcPW1prnr3rh1J7CZ6qSbq2loXa1ptwvmxqUejkVcEZ63z6kRyJvfU4pXUPRgDgH1TnN8X5RLU9wQJskLG78IolULDRf_RLHyAQQiP/s1600/IMG00429-20110813-1454.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv2-wykH42jlypdotiW354GSVP8aVgJLnUFewagpGcPW1prnr3rh1J7CZ6qSbq2loXa1ptwvmxqUejkVcEZ63z6kRyJvfU4pXUPRgDgH1TnN8X5RLU9wQJskLG78IolULDRf_RLHyAQQiP/s320/IMG00429-20110813-1454.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5729893976760060658" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCPELnK1HlemwSXjKerzXIkjUIGyWfMEBzdy_0LthBXpDB7v_TkyRw-2g51ivpP7pN6U-IvMP4n5dq8S8NDZGgMoFy0uBW5zZyaCCpMq9jNynkAxxxEezRnoJb3wF5jJD8gP4_78iNsscH/s1600/2011-05-20+23.01.05.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCPELnK1HlemwSXjKerzXIkjUIGyWfMEBzdy_0LthBXpDB7v_TkyRw-2g51ivpP7pN6U-IvMP4n5dq8S8NDZGgMoFy0uBW5zZyaCCpMq9jNynkAxxxEezRnoJb3wF5jJD8gP4_78iNsscH/s320/2011-05-20+23.01.05.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5729893455213037234" /></a><br />You own my mind. Noone in the can compare.. My old now not existing radio show have me romantic alone time. Past few weeks thinking about my favourite condition- loneliness. Like now, not quite lonely, numbers occupied bed, table, cieling and getting into coffee cup, but non non little ones, no coffee not even for me this night.<br /><br />"It is often said that before you die your life passes before your eyes. It is in fact true. It's called living."<br /><br />I am saying to the world- i'm hurt.<br /><br />Want big bracelets, a ring, long massive neclaces and hide under my big hat, puffy skirts and lace. Like a fashion therapy. And collars, lots of them to hide neck from marks, to hide throat that nobody can bite it.<br /><br />It's pile of books makes me philosophical again or missed being dreamy with my colourful butterflies around the moon.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4117534668830291358.post-45684457294138599192012-02-29T14:05:00.003-08:002012-02-29T14:16:48.637-08:00Geek glasses fits not all the time. Animal prints. Little roses.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGpMeq4z2i0XyoBpLPbCNTip3zBxXGvjs-D8RWP-n9S1mDZFf6KOQ1KrxoHkgnC1TkbdBAuiaUJj4bHtcPVTRJQAwFPuFPLEsYHZFx8kaAikNdFreS-cYnPIvrLqekS8Pk-3tpogXSw5Hj/s1600/tumblr_lzlgz9Legm1qfw7rho1_400.gif"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGpMeq4z2i0XyoBpLPbCNTip3zBxXGvjs-D8RWP-n9S1mDZFf6KOQ1KrxoHkgnC1TkbdBAuiaUJj4bHtcPVTRJQAwFPuFPLEsYHZFx8kaAikNdFreS-cYnPIvrLqekS8Pk-3tpogXSw5Hj/s320/tumblr_lzlgz9Legm1qfw7rho1_400.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5714685061672433314" /></a><br />"An intelligence test sometimes shows a man how smart he would have been not to have taken it."<br /><br />Does it make you move, give you inspiration, motivation the one that you find here today? You will ask what is that IT and i have no answer. Because you have it in you. sometimes passing to me by the song, coffee picture or just saying hi.<br /><br />J'adore wall photos those give me inspiration, love music it moves me emotionally, like on tuesday almost started to pour tears because HE said it will be over in one month, not totally over, but still, like when HE said that is moving to Brussel, but for real spending more time hanging around and i'm waiting conversation and podcast talks (pillow talk). The most motivation gives me bad books, then start to think what i am doing?? i can be useful, awesome and push things.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4117534668830291358.post-62184565557149686642012-02-19T13:45:00.000-08:002012-02-19T14:02:48.527-08:00First time the story that has line. Peaches. Waiting for breakfast.Met my destiny for the next life. Met many years ago, but understood the reason just now. Middle of the sunny saturday really felt the hand which held mine on friday dark night. You are meant to me, i am to you. Do you notice that? Does it cross your mind? Do you hear at night the screaming bird that remides that something is made by destiny and you can not change, but fight with that again and again, but like told me the war last just for 3 years and you are coming back to battle ground. Isn't it hard, you are not getting younger, even you think that you are, but it is illusion. 10 years a lot, you know that, so fighting against by putting this thought to reality, because 6 years or less it is not for now. Dancing people around you it is not getting younger too.<br /><br />If you know that it is your destiny, it is for next life.<br /><br />"Love is the magician that pulls man out of his own hat."<br /><br />"There are two great days in a person's life --- the day we are born and the day we discover why."<br /><br />Have you lived with you destiny? What is left when? Start to fight again and deny that is not? YES, it is us.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4117534668830291358.post-29447150286306461322012-02-09T15:19:00.000-08:002012-02-09T15:43:25.564-08:00Taste like sugar. Asistant. Braiding texture.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzT-OSwqPFWduDImdYWL2aU0JANrBc1BCHTScXSnhd-wkz8C-d7Yz2AJX25Qx61yYWwEwUXiydpateqIMVzlxfu2x8EgC52BLRqrL5nNpTixJeUX2MdPsGKDf1tKcBrePtS2ncoMBV-HPz/s1600/ziema+st.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzT-OSwqPFWduDImdYWL2aU0JANrBc1BCHTScXSnhd-wkz8C-d7Yz2AJX25Qx61yYWwEwUXiydpateqIMVzlxfu2x8EgC52BLRqrL5nNpTixJeUX2MdPsGKDf1tKcBrePtS2ncoMBV-HPz/s320/ziema+st.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707285460248455234" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0gv5lrKMTtiM2D3Ei5ozltab2835f3jFEb-JsGcs2WEUMxlNIzSh0N5TR2xk6b92QLJAFWLVAZoCTvj8zwyMgfVhlQ-qzSO_UadxTwJaJe5AkcDvaPPhGKH-ePnHjyizmbtWVvfNI2l3O/s1600/2012-01-22+13.40.24.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0gv5lrKMTtiM2D3Ei5ozltab2835f3jFEb-JsGcs2WEUMxlNIzSh0N5TR2xk6b92QLJAFWLVAZoCTvj8zwyMgfVhlQ-qzSO_UadxTwJaJe5AkcDvaPPhGKH-ePnHjyizmbtWVvfNI2l3O/s320/2012-01-22+13.40.24.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707284854556620114" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIKeJmU7-LoduiQd95vFC-KTJpIAc2Nd5ENZVXmLwdyqyAUdM_SycFeDSOQa0xJvWQ9Po2J8JQN2o-BArzfYrLkjNCEd137umFPlZXx5lJdLIUGOg0tGF0fIw5SjUqCNOhVjANHuKb8-Pv/s1600/2012-01-22+13.36.55.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIKeJmU7-LoduiQd95vFC-KTJpIAc2Nd5ENZVXmLwdyqyAUdM_SycFeDSOQa0xJvWQ9Po2J8JQN2o-BArzfYrLkjNCEd137umFPlZXx5lJdLIUGOg0tGF0fIw5SjUqCNOhVjANHuKb8-Pv/s320/2012-01-22+13.36.55.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707284351507050450" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDfP0Uhpl5MMoRxxTyTpRoJKmQvDY025-E6NEEfBq9ZwODL8NbXHxDvDsSmxxHIdJBPjA9jvGNev8kMzyCCtLQtoernr4IsqZLXKJlYmjHmI4vsGZug80e2H8MO0D7-7NduX_xbXurjYQL/s1600/2012-01-28+12.13.11.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDfP0Uhpl5MMoRxxTyTpRoJKmQvDY025-E6NEEfBq9ZwODL8NbXHxDvDsSmxxHIdJBPjA9jvGNev8kMzyCCtLQtoernr4IsqZLXKJlYmjHmI4vsGZug80e2H8MO0D7-7NduX_xbXurjYQL/s320/2012-01-28+12.13.11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707283784359703426" /></a><br />My messy messy man.<br /><br />Heard a saying today: " that girl have everything, but she still needs". Is it bad always want something different? It is when the thing that you wanted starts to bore you after 8 seconds, like in flirting that's how long eye contact should last. You will be bored of the person of you interest after those several tic tocs. But if you are a perfectionist, idealist, dreamer.. It is said that "the most unhappy people are idealist".<br /><br />"One must maintain a little bittle of summer, even in the middle of winter."<br /><br />Going crazy here close to my strawberry candles and live Mano le tough.<br /><br />In this sweet night<br />We started dancing<br />What a wonderful waste of time.<br /><br />- I love you more<br />- Non, i love you more<br />- It is impossible, you can not love me, like i love you<br /><br />Pushed, need to be. But how individualist can be pushed. I will kick the one who will push me.<br /><br />Baby walls. Yellow for unknown sex. <br /><br />Lost inspiration, hope to find in little same man books, he is waiting close to pillow putted in the little tower shape waiting to be free.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4117534668830291358.post-73418648881491216912011-10-15T09:35:00.000-07:002011-10-15T09:54:21.891-07:00Monitoring group. Chains. Gold one. Head heel.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_rItne65gLRURkZhqAmkFMGNTiqsl6i83IVONRNvSDO8XOhaEHjQBcM3rx6IBwfgczSLCzCfiiWwjBFcSCWkk3h-OoPRAd0iYxk04srFZ3HXT6aSysI4H8wIaS94084IgzxfWB8ESJVp6/s1600/IMG_7844.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_rItne65gLRURkZhqAmkFMGNTiqsl6i83IVONRNvSDO8XOhaEHjQBcM3rx6IBwfgczSLCzCfiiWwjBFcSCWkk3h-OoPRAd0iYxk04srFZ3HXT6aSysI4H8wIaS94084IgzxfWB8ESJVp6/s320/IMG_7844.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663763312399083986" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid08_KVdgMWxDa3SP5NIBJR-P-yrYmLOZNBdL-kBIWNpB4Q_QcqA8LKkTOxye2nogHs8xxCabNVavzYAhRbH8vb6yHJGipCY74T1TewXYI4RMas_0LDvZiJaQMAT4EjFK0NxVts80_zjWi/s1600/Ausra1.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid08_KVdgMWxDa3SP5NIBJR-P-yrYmLOZNBdL-kBIWNpB4Q_QcqA8LKkTOxye2nogHs8xxCabNVavzYAhRbH8vb6yHJGipCY74T1TewXYI4RMas_0LDvZiJaQMAT4EjFK0NxVts80_zjWi/s320/Ausra1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663763048068619250" /></a><br />Do you have something to say? I'm waiting, i'm listening, always will. Share everything with me. I will use it all secrets, all dreams for my inspiration- it will create fashion. It will have story.<br /><br />"Men live in a fantasy world. I know this because I am one, and I actually receive my mail there."<br /><br />created 2 mixtapes: Pink cinamon pillow and Apple creamy silk. Souds colourful, but still dressing black i found all colours there for the moment.<br /><br />Creation. These moments when writing this get's me being weird. I forget my language i forget, you, she and him. Have my electronics and dreaming he will play it alongside the bed while i'm going to sleep and rubbing the eyes, which can not close. Like closing blinds. Scared to have them because now can see everything and if i have blinds i will be not able to see what is happening outside. Even sometimes become real outsider and just observe.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4117534668830291358.post-42960074353077260802011-08-10T05:10:00.000-07:002011-08-10T08:33:38.710-07:00Key. Lemon water.Moca<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgteykQEIcQzHCHHRLJ3LTrTu1Ur8K4qKqkCn7XdRhdSoGRdSZXWj6Tg_T6nzqpZgpqNQMVOhOpF9gZOhssEU3ooPCMcE_60evgm6tZcP9lwUcJGtemisMgjHMXI7iahn9hhI676twoHjC0/s1600/DSCF2777.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgteykQEIcQzHCHHRLJ3LTrTu1Ur8K4qKqkCn7XdRhdSoGRdSZXWj6Tg_T6nzqpZgpqNQMVOhOpF9gZOhssEU3ooPCMcE_60evgm6tZcP9lwUcJGtemisMgjHMXI7iahn9hhI676twoHjC0/s320/DSCF2777.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639250797384661154" /></a>
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<br />Inspiration comes from those kind of links.
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<br />Loneliness and silence is a luxury. Taking every breath in that kind of freedom, every mind is pure. This medidation is perfection. Feeling softer than ever.
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4117534668830291358.post-71448545903171033672011-07-25T05:56:00.000-07:002011-07-25T06:12:35.793-07:00Tomato color, Dinosaurs. Solitaire. Vogue.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzZU1-iPy-G37JLjMZCrUNXMOjtf45F27aUYJeIiZewqC_56vlRYHIzcjNpHqpTWCqJUz8ETohPKGoCe2YAi8AJOi8ZBtm0x4s7RpWSiLII8DGwfQ7spe9e4rQ_AAj3kHUaB0bs_96n0HB/s1600/DSCF2769.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzZU1-iPy-G37JLjMZCrUNXMOjtf45F27aUYJeIiZewqC_56vlRYHIzcjNpHqpTWCqJUz8ETohPKGoCe2YAi8AJOi8ZBtm0x4s7RpWSiLII8DGwfQ7spe9e4rQ_AAj3kHUaB0bs_96n0HB/s320/DSCF2769.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633277184445703746" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGlm7TPmQcZcoWGF5TsHkqpE5W_OKMSFEBzxxbGPVdXnYD7V7tee5vGwLSSS0NPkERyPFc2Jj6-ywspNaIatfMbjSorE-A_u-mB4f-Q2HKeo9_LG-ck6WvVowBbK7iyJLd3encv5C8Kjs4/s1600/IMG00306-20110625-0113.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGlm7TPmQcZcoWGF5TsHkqpE5W_OKMSFEBzxxbGPVdXnYD7V7tee5vGwLSSS0NPkERyPFc2Jj6-ywspNaIatfMbjSorE-A_u-mB4f-Q2HKeo9_LG-ck6WvVowBbK7iyJLd3encv5C8Kjs4/s320/IMG00306-20110625-0113.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633276876129021458" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeOS-Nkj6Fk8jw-PC6mpR3vL9J56HlNLG8UG2XfqXD7Z3nbdzzRzbvA8JnNjYyYoEZZqvZDNrMsdzPY8KTcseqbjcHnFNHIOSvXlN1Gv0ENbIJAXUfdOwhs0nSkC3JmRQtjjPl5ORDCeJC/s1600/DSCF2762.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeOS-Nkj6Fk8jw-PC6mpR3vL9J56HlNLG8UG2XfqXD7Z3nbdzzRzbvA8JnNjYyYoEZZqvZDNrMsdzPY8KTcseqbjcHnFNHIOSvXlN1Gv0ENbIJAXUfdOwhs0nSkC3JmRQtjjPl5ORDCeJC/s320/DSCF2762.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633276673893284658" /></a><br />Bought pink sunglasses, because sky became cloudy. 60-ies style- cats eyes.<br />Bought fall shoes, it is raining where i'm leaving.<br />Bought hadband, where nobody is interesting in my hair shape..<br /><br />When you know that I've never been familiar with orders<br />When you know that my heart is in a pretty disorder<br />And you should know that in my heart you fill every corner<br /><br />''Eating words has never given me indigestion.'' Have nowhere to put when, so still chewing, but more to say: i Have no words!<br /><br />Still charming et mignon et content sowhere deep.<br /><br />But today i'm burnt and have soldiers wall around me. In few days will grow long hair to go down from tower, but now i have no idea what is now.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4117534668830291358.post-51644353356369739372011-06-01T11:49:00.000-07:002011-06-01T11:55:45.898-07:00Ethics.I heart. For the first time i love summer.my heart wants to run away from chest and run to the sky when i'm looking at it. catch the first plane it sees.<br /><br />Thought of man pilot, my friend of photographer. And now have my commercial one, but he is my pilot. Was (am) obsest with Richard Bach. When read him for third time understtod metaphor TO FLY. Now i'm flying! Every time to see him flying and when i see him i am still flying, always have my head in the clouds.<br /><br />8 days to go. 1 luggage to pack. +3000 kilometers to fly. "When you are in love, height, weight, distance, age are just the numbers."<br /><br />"Noone falls in love by choice, it is by chane. Noone stays in love by chance it is by work and noone falls out of love by chance, it is by choice."Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4117534668830291358.post-62046049448249086342011-05-22T03:56:00.000-07:002011-05-22T04:32:27.858-07:00Couture. Oranges with coffee. Cards.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioPYmxwkfkHpGomNmz85eDdnMgnwo-8ZJqkEH3k972VFVAhhuExBY1tfJ1qsHZd3ISOQxGxmBJO-v6R_SbG9vkPEVq3isIyBTzMWPI3_oBsh9AYF0u6Z_5ipx9LcldJCJpN1YShEZaPiTE/s1600/DSCF2717.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioPYmxwkfkHpGomNmz85eDdnMgnwo-8ZJqkEH3k972VFVAhhuExBY1tfJ1qsHZd3ISOQxGxmBJO-v6R_SbG9vkPEVq3isIyBTzMWPI3_oBsh9AYF0u6Z_5ipx9LcldJCJpN1YShEZaPiTE/s320/DSCF2717.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609501917241147778" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0H57hgxiCsAF2KPWLzyNIHO5pQIFgqCrG0vNcpwaYBiTVfQC3tsKcC9JxgI1gd-hvAnJ76EDUiNMBhP8NFXC2UXtxeMjhq6Pe9YjtKqW9tt4pYrolFqNkUD-acnWNxIj31-9FeJ9ZzUf6/s1600/DSCF2730.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 186px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0H57hgxiCsAF2KPWLzyNIHO5pQIFgqCrG0vNcpwaYBiTVfQC3tsKcC9JxgI1gd-hvAnJ76EDUiNMBhP8NFXC2UXtxeMjhq6Pe9YjtKqW9tt4pYrolFqNkUD-acnWNxIj31-9FeJ9ZzUf6/s320/DSCF2730.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609501782510975666" /></a><br />A girl inlove with fashion, yesterday for uncountable time felt in love with oxford shoes. A man came and he was with the same shoes as hers. She loves that man truly, but her shoes- her world.<br /><br />Does bunny legs suits with it?<br /><br />Thinking after 18 days to start pre-marriage blog.Or travel one. <br /><br />Can individualist live with someone? This is the research and question for summer to answer.Opinion now: non! you have you share your life and even live one life.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4117534668830291358.post-77436743692939876762011-04-19T14:22:00.000-07:002011-04-19T14:26:07.355-07:00Crochet. Amazing. Little ones. Creamy?I want to call him Sebastian. Do you like it?<br />Show me the opportunity that i will get for second time.<br />But she will be Jasmine, like the princess from one of disney movies.<br /><br />Stop to scare me with big spiders, with full moon.<br />Play Fingermix again and everything will fit to places. Triangle doesn't go where square is.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4117534668830291358.post-40975171791001633822011-04-03T07:26:00.000-07:002011-04-03T07:41:03.120-07:00Green eyed love. I love you that i let you kill me. 2 boys on bench.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmsRPgzt8ZHTB-goaNrMgPZmASU50xLKYVdIynN2fYAMRwVoZPtlyA80I0rqEQeM8HPI1TYw17SSTpnrRPrzl7c5ynIWfhS7HfiO3h3FMHCFjuZSbCSxxFfVNJq92d55y6bwNih1aQ1V9r/s1600/162977_1747097966687_1515954363_31812285_3335753_n.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 144px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmsRPgzt8ZHTB-goaNrMgPZmASU50xLKYVdIynN2fYAMRwVoZPtlyA80I0rqEQeM8HPI1TYw17SSTpnrRPrzl7c5ynIWfhS7HfiO3h3FMHCFjuZSbCSxxFfVNJq92d55y6bwNih1aQ1V9r/s320/162977_1747097966687_1515954363_31812285_3335753_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591367349300507298" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYEW7K6HmZPNjZplVebWq0-5GEn6F9nUKcj2x_DkyT9yp2hsHQgT5E3itPYq8jWQMrYE3Qlzk7X9gcT7jXgw1jbfZjdwosy1UBd3lTs3CCS9azuAfblXV2tVlNsEjowfczaQPzpm730BSV/s1600/5291_1190397889776_1523230507_30515419_4423888_n.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYEW7K6HmZPNjZplVebWq0-5GEn6F9nUKcj2x_DkyT9yp2hsHQgT5E3itPYq8jWQMrYE3Qlzk7X9gcT7jXgw1jbfZjdwosy1UBd3lTs3CCS9azuAfblXV2tVlNsEjowfczaQPzpm730BSV/s320/5291_1190397889776_1523230507_30515419_4423888_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591367287620935698" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZvAAgnTj6Y3FVBjqsu9qNFvhhStsACtXS5IK1JNwy3AKsXlDL1rQLoF5aTFqdHFh0izPN8De-cPQTYqWlb6_GQ1wFloxawy9Mo5m1mFG1Flu1kTTDZxC0GyNftCm5yM2i_y1GQ1b4Tsin/s1600/IMG_7822.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZvAAgnTj6Y3FVBjqsu9qNFvhhStsACtXS5IK1JNwy3AKsXlDL1rQLoF5aTFqdHFh0izPN8De-cPQTYqWlb6_GQ1wFloxawy9Mo5m1mFG1Flu1kTTDZxC0GyNftCm5yM2i_y1GQ1b4Tsin/s320/IMG_7822.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591366551223155394" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC_hvdDLHI52bB9C3mAGwDf9rYzKvkFaLrKskOQrY7Sb9b-_H18aBVtK4uRcwKnDNQa0vtsCuhiRvDJWvTlKKs155LWj790dNeKy2fc5sw4Un-LmEMrV74zEjpfmT6wE9sm7cjKYMWnM7d/s1600/IMG00073-20101120-1740.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC_hvdDLHI52bB9C3mAGwDf9rYzKvkFaLrKskOQrY7Sb9b-_H18aBVtK4uRcwKnDNQa0vtsCuhiRvDJWvTlKKs155LWj790dNeKy2fc5sw4Un-LmEMrV74zEjpfmT6wE9sm7cjKYMWnM7d/s320/IMG00073-20101120-1740.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591366217959022578" /></a><br />Remembered weekends in Girona, in Paris, in Marseille. Remembered sundays, like this, when i get the feeling of bells ringing in tower at late afternoon. "Junkie without his drug"<br /><br />short of words? yes, today, sometimes, i value more my inside speaker, when louder one.<br /><br />"-you are an idiot.<br />-i'm a dreamer."<br /><br />The precious cacao color, huge coffee mug, TV show and memories. because waiting new ones to be made. There are white spaces in life when i'm alone, but more creativity colors and phylosophy wide spaces fully filled.<br /><br />Lacy life i'm living.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4117534668830291358.post-64014358716391639602011-02-23T07:06:00.000-08:002011-02-23T07:21:15.812-08:00no tuesday or wednesday.chocolate truffels. waiting for milk.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8lqU6HSoFjsMInKbFXQ8_u5xNPE30lyENL8Cnq_5OUFtDf_T-SxLGrTKkxY04WnCfcE2sHx4fyd9tIrTA1covkY6LKO6wG7u91JwtBXg9EVU_yzAW30WqKjFi-rYdT2k-dtb7FWui-TpD/s1600/IMG_7816.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8lqU6HSoFjsMInKbFXQ8_u5xNPE30lyENL8Cnq_5OUFtDf_T-SxLGrTKkxY04WnCfcE2sHx4fyd9tIrTA1covkY6LKO6wG7u91JwtBXg9EVU_yzAW30WqKjFi-rYdT2k-dtb7FWui-TpD/s320/IMG_7816.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576905213709265698" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOyS4Fty57ofjULE3SaaOiAne_DV88FG5rxcdYNSG4cZZgfcT2y-9h5ob4GYwQHPd8Q9TuZVqbx2mfe5uRpzd1IUxCobzQ73dkMIj4pa0InNGgV4-4ir04sNMPGl17Kmq7Bh6i1v_KjyYr/s1600/DSCF2629.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOyS4Fty57ofjULE3SaaOiAne_DV88FG5rxcdYNSG4cZZgfcT2y-9h5ob4GYwQHPd8Q9TuZVqbx2mfe5uRpzd1IUxCobzQ73dkMIj4pa0InNGgV4-4ir04sNMPGl17Kmq7Bh6i1v_KjyYr/s320/DSCF2629.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576904598346406482" /></a><br />Who said that fashion is in the streets?<br /><br />-23 makes me lazy and with one eye at 6a.m. looking at alarm clock, then looking and weather page and it's the second day i'm reading blogs, making fashion on my table. <br /><br />The fashion shows, catwalk, backstage looks so thrilling, but when you are inside. At photos it's nothing. Looking one blog and in it i'm excited to see how unperfect girl will pose, how colors doesn't match but on her looks stunning, how accsecories are too much and how dazzling heels are. Not the poses that people are learnt to make, not how legs are pulled up in right centimeter system, not perfect make up which makes different faces.<br /><br />Miu miu heels my wish.<br />But laces, ribbons, glitter, pearls, flowers, rocks, antique, buttons are on table and waiting to be made into something special.<br /><br />n= 1+d<br />n- number of dresses woman wants<br />d- number of dresses woman really has.<br /><br />" -He is already getting the milk.<br />- But he is not living with the cow."Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4117534668830291358.post-56989968441530972702011-02-16T11:20:00.001-08:002011-02-16T11:32:13.317-08:00Collecting tracklists. Purrrr. Stare at me.fishing strawberries in tea and look at chronometer hanging infront of you. Definitions need to be written, headbands need to be done, One need to missed.<br /><br />I asked how i look in the public and it was said: like a good girl, but know that you are not. Want to wear beige and light pink (already wearing), but there are detail, little black bow on the heart. And the heart symbol preffered to be painted black, not red. This moment wearing that only red shirt, that you left for me and i exchange to you one with cubicles. <br /><br />p.s. i hate red, dreaming to have blue blood.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4117534668830291358.post-71397171883876738252010-12-19T17:31:00.001-08:002010-12-19T17:47:39.337-08:00Heartbeat. Miu Miu. this time true, no strengh for imagination.For 48 hours of pretending studying manage to write quite good paper on IMF. Yes now you are wondering what it is or just putting into Google.<br /><br />I want make a stop and speak with you while you sleeping. On my time i will wake up in few hours on yours you will have one more in bed, for the first time (or every night when i am 3000km away) i am waking up first.<br /><br />I want to speak, i want that you see what i saw now from window. It's my country flag, yes i can see it waving and waving to me in the wind. But i have a question, which i will ask tomorrow and now i'm afraid of your words: "i think after some time i won't be able to separate my job and life." And i'm afraid that your job will do something for our relationship, you already thinking that i am too young, don't you?Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4117534668830291358.post-61900099815567146102010-12-10T15:21:00.000-08:002010-12-10T15:45:32.993-08:00Non monsters tonight. Fashion costumes floating around the head. Prepare fromage!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqrKTjvGWtQnNlPJjIlB_kgZwVso_e7CLmDx6a-H9d8d0YnONQg6vBIoqSN9R_TSlScBSi2JQTLshkSVOw6Mx9H4r4kSOaFa0A-6rohIFe10txJpyTObzc01DPKIzVL4t7T9l2jkycWCHE/s1600/blog3.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqrKTjvGWtQnNlPJjIlB_kgZwVso_e7CLmDx6a-H9d8d0YnONQg6vBIoqSN9R_TSlScBSi2JQTLshkSVOw6Mx9H4r4kSOaFa0A-6rohIFe10txJpyTObzc01DPKIzVL4t7T9l2jkycWCHE/s320/blog3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549203832720741810" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsN6cq05wdUtCqrYncoWV69IOjVXTnJp2ClBw5j3R5WHlO5vTrru3n-31gSrrYXUO2Zxer7KkVWE8QV4Hjn_b7WNNm9Ma2c5DvP4r1JAIiknZFuoTL3qsfd7OjfLQ0O9B6XRLT2qmqDFzf/s1600/blog2.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 184px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsN6cq05wdUtCqrYncoWV69IOjVXTnJp2ClBw5j3R5WHlO5vTrru3n-31gSrrYXUO2Zxer7KkVWE8QV4Hjn_b7WNNm9Ma2c5DvP4r1JAIiknZFuoTL3qsfd7OjfLQ0O9B6XRLT2qmqDFzf/s320/blog2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549203769184431474" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2lNFfpq2UjuhCJsxCHsZMJX4Ttxl4HUPDrH1WboAxPoHrFaNbuiqr-_hAWGmLBBlIvRcNLHdYe-0gKTShDegV0yUd94_ORmdopiD1JHl0BEsFz7j3DjvBbyVH9XoXCqQ3n6QTiD4bBNph/s1600/blog1.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2lNFfpq2UjuhCJsxCHsZMJX4Ttxl4HUPDrH1WboAxPoHrFaNbuiqr-_hAWGmLBBlIvRcNLHdYe-0gKTShDegV0yUd94_ORmdopiD1JHl0BEsFz7j3DjvBbyVH9XoXCqQ3n6QTiD4bBNph/s320/blog1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549203343377494818" /></a><br />The most beautiful thing about babies is how they fall asleep, it's not to watch them sleeping, but an actual process. First he tries to make you laugh trying to get attention, get some mimic from you, but you need to stay calm. Then he starts touching you hair, yawning, trying not to close the eyes and keep them wide open, but step by step eyes are close, he is not moving anymore, he does not need a bottle anymore and you slowly put him into crib.<br /><br />The best thing in relationship is to let some person in your sleep. To feel safe, peaceful, nothing can harm you, no fears and you start dreaming in the first minute. If you can let person in your silence, you can share chaos too.<br /><br />"It is possible to store the mind with a million facts and still be entirely uneducated."<br /><br />Henrik Schwarz & Kuniyuki - Once Again (Kuniyuki Version)<br /><br />"Given a choice between two theories, take the one which is funnier."<br /><br />This is how "day" begins. :Flowers And Sea Creatures - At Night<br /><br />Stereociti - Tsukayga<br /><br /><br />Not making a chart making heart bouncing.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4117534668830291358.post-32481934737283689342010-12-05T15:42:00.000-08:002010-12-05T15:55:13.547-08:00Bright things, Want to squeeze peach. Born with headband.When you are dreaming to read all books, besides those you are reading now, the little poem can stuck in your head:<br /><br />"Remember remember the fifth of November<br />Gunpowder, treason and plot.<br />I see no reason why gunpowder, treason<br />Should ever be forgot..."<br /><br />Or you can think a saying, quote yourself in perfect place for clear mind- bathroom:<br />" We are no differ, no different cultures, everyone has their own cultures. Because you are not living like those million of people in same area. The government differs."<br /><br />You done your first Souffle au fromage. and strange thing didn't listen for ipod in the street, start listening to the street, but you do that in places that brakes your heart. Maybe this place breaking the heart?<br /><br />when hairy person comes into your life can you still feel that cozy cold?<br /><br />Stupid one listen to clever people who says: why you are searching for bad even everything is perfect? But your answer is: |_______________|Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4117534668830291358.post-33814883805969668372010-10-16T12:46:00.000-07:002010-12-05T16:01:39.555-08:00Micmac. Catch attitude. Melodie for silence. The best sound it is.Grapefruit-something special with smell and feeling on slips of the tongue.<br />Spinning world will give me some thoughts, some troubles. <br /><br />Choose life, choose job, choose.. How to choose? Is it good for use?Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0