*insert good title here*

32 2 3
                                    

I want you to be honest..
Sta mislite o mojoj kapi?

 Sta mislite o mojoj kapi?

Ops! Esta imagem não segue nossas diretrizes de conteúdo. Para continuar a publicação, tente removê-la ou carregar outra.

I think it's cute.. nevermind the fact da za par mjeseci punim 18. (⊙-⊙)
18. godina druze?? Osjecam se kao da imam 10. ᶘ(ⓛᆺⓛ)ᶅ
*panics*
*starts runing around the room*
*trips over the carpet*
*dies*
Happy end.
Da li sam ja normalna?(ಠ.ಠ)
Ne. ^^

Dok nisam bila aktivna... pisala sam poeme (na engleskom...cause I luv it)...might as well put it here now...negdje predkraj ovog dijela je vjerovarno.. lol
(ノ゚ο゚)ノ

My life was mostly boring.
I got into more fandoms. Welp.
I met some new friends. I had more wierd af dreams. Bas cu vam ipricacu sada jedan san!

U jednom od snova freaking spajdermen se pojavio na mom prozoru i nakon sto smo se 2 minute awkward gledali trcala sam da zakljucam kucu i zatvorim prozore kako nebi uletio u kucu. U snu se pojavila takodje moja baba koju je bolio cosak za sve i koja je nastavila da gleda seriju dok je spajdermen gledao i dalje kroz prozor. Mozda je htio samo gledati seriju sa mojom bakom, a ja sam pogresno shvatila? Sorry spidey.
(; •́ᆺ•̀)

_______________

Inace ne pisem ovako...horor poeme, ali prijateljica mi je ispricala neku neobicnu pricu koja me je malkice insprisala. Samo da upozorim, jazivo je. And boom here it is:

Somewhere in the woods
There is a lonely soul
Wandering around
Observing you all

You're just playing
Carelessly, in her forest
So innocent and pure
Not filthy like all the rest

She has her black, empty eyes
Set on those smiling faces
Can't stop thinking what it would be like
When your tiny bodies she embraces

"Come little children
Don't be afraid
There's no way to flee
Come be my friend
You'll never get free

Come little children
Let's have some fun
Let's never be done
With a game called chase and run
Where I'll paint red your pretty faces
Fill the woods with high pitched screams
And the air with strong, metalic smell
After I'll take you home where your bodies will dwell

Come little children
Ther's no fun in this
If you're just gonna cry
And scream for your mommies

Well little children
It's not your fault
But it's mine after all
I was the one who did wrong
Send to sleep my bad mommy
Made her a pretty doll
Painted with strong red
Pictures on our floor and walls

She didn't deserve it
You would think to yorself
But guess what she did?
What I found on her shelf?

She would've left me
Like my daddy before
Tried to forget me
And leave me to rot

I just wanted somebody
Who'll never leave
But now you're here, friends
Or that's how it seems

Now I can make you pretty too
We can stay together
My mommy will like you
Cause you seem a lil better
Than the ones before you
Whitch my woods have entered"

Whatcha think?
I sound like I'm sick... but I'm not. I'm just... inspirisan umjetnik haha ^^;
Tezak zivot nas umjetnika. XD
Ljudovi moji...
Hope you enjoyed reading this.. it' been a while I wrote anything.
Talk to ya soon. ( ⁎ᵕᴗᵕ⁎ )❤︎
Bye~

Love you guys!💕

SvaštaraOnde histórias criam vida. Descubra agora