November 2011
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that awkward moment kad dižeš utege i brojiš koliko si ih puta dignuo/štogod, i onda ideš jesti jogurt, i uhvatiš se kako brojiš koliko si puta zagrabio žlicom i stavio u usta.
the sportsbuff Luka 4 a.m. edition attacks.
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eardur reče:
ja sam razlupala očevu yashicu fr-1, najgora sam. u planu mi je pronaći istu da ne skuži. sretno s eksperimentiranjem! :)
glupa sam kuja pa ne znam rebloggati replies.
ugl: ajme! meni je tata dao svoj Zenit E nakon što sam ga ja popravio tako što mi je pao. zatvarač mu se nije zatvarao do kraja kada bi okinuo sliku, zapeo bi na pola, pa su sve slike bile na pola slikane jer bi...
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tatin aparat za razvijanje slika (blende i stakla i maskice i sve) je u odličnom stanju. žarulje, kemikalije, filmovi i fotopapir i spreman za akciju.
moje tandrkanje po gitari zapravo počinje imati nekakav prizvuk glazbe. u jebate.
na mene sad čekaju crni čaj i burek od mesa.
to sum this bitch up: gladan sam, no sretan. i umoran. i kralj sam, ono usput samo da se zna fyi ‘vo ‘no.
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“Above us, stars. Beneath us, constellations.
Five billion miles away, a galaxy...”
– Ted Kooser, “Flying at Night (via clavicola)
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Watchuntitled by \COLE BURKEY// on Flickr. Sometimes I wish there was a field where I could scream like this.
I said to myself, one day I’m gonna open a Screamatorium. A black room where people can come in and scream their lungs out. Then afterwards, they’ll step out into the light, which reveals. Reveals all the weight they let go into the air.
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noshamenovember:
I feel like a librarian whose entire collection of books has burnt to the ground. And even when it’s rebuilt and the floors are glossy and my shoes make click click noises as I walk, I still feel haunted. I still touch the spines of the invisible books. I still carry hundreds of their stories with me. And I won’t ever let go of the lost books.
(skylar hannah)
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“When I say that she was the greatest,
I mean that she resembled a circus.
She...”
– “The First Girl” by Robert Macdonald (via clavicola)
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noshamenovember:
I like quiet conversations because there’s a sense of slowed time and security to think about how I want to say what I need to say. Even then, I might still get lost and my words paint a slightly different picture after I’ve shared them with you. I don’t like crowded places filled with unfamiliar faces because I notice too many irrelevant things about others and feel like they...
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“Čim osetite opštu zlovolju prema svetu i nepoverenje prema ljudima, više nego...”
– Ivo Andrić, Znakovi Pored Puta (via danilova)
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noshamenovember:
I know I’m not right. I know I am not yet my own. All of my writing starts with you - with love, with comfort, with tea, with everything wonderful - but with every paragraph I pour out, I realize more and more that he’s still a piece of me, that she’s still a piece of me, and that I can’t stand myself. I gave everything I had to people that destroyed me and my heart is numb and...
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