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Ako mi ne budeš starost
Ako mi ne budeš starost,
svaka molitva će biti tvoja
Ako mi ne budeš starost,
moj film će imati heroja
Ako mi ne budeš starost,
pričat ću moru o našim jutrima
Ako mi ne budeš starost,
grlit ću te Oliverovim stihovima
Ako mi ne budeš starost,
tražit ću te u svakoj luci
Ako mi ne budeš starost,
tvoj glas nedostajat će u svakoj buci
Ako mi ne budeš starost,
plovit ću našim morem
Ako mi ne budeš starost,
tražit ću svog kapetana kad tonem
Ako mi ne budeš starost,
tražit ću naše vale
Ako mi ne budeš starost,
pričat ću im;
za takvu oluju nisu znale
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in another universe im making you pasta and nothing bad has happened to us
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still thinking about this youtube comment i screenshotted ages ago
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Da usrećiš devojku, samo treba da:
- budeš iskren
- budeš romantičan
- održavaš obećanja
- da je voliš više od svega!
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face holding is something that is so precious and personal to me. yes, grab my face or cradle it in your hands. i'll gladly put myself under the mercy of the strength of those hands.
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Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena // Alain de Botton, Essays in Love // Eden Robinson, "Writing Prompts for the Broken-Hearted" // Chloe Liese, Always Only You // Anne Carson and Euripides, An Oresteia // Two—Sleeping At Last // Studio Bones, SK8 the Infinity // Trista Mateer, "is it okay to say this?" // @moodylilac // D. H. Lawrence, "The Rainbow"
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“When I was five I learned to read. Books were a miracle to me - white pages, black ink, and new worlds and different friends in each one. To this day, I relish the feeling of cracking a binding for the first time, the anticipation of where I'll go and whom I'll meet inside.” ― Jennifer Weiner, Good in Bed.
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“U vozu smo zamijenili sjedišta. Ona je željela da gleda kroz prozor, a ja sam želio da gledam u nju.”
– Mahmud Derviš
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it’s both comforting and heartbreaking that over time you will slowly forget the little details of someone you once loved so deeply until their memory is just a hazy blur like a dream you once had and can’t quite remember anymore
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