Samo neka pada..
Kako volim ovu kisu, volio bih da ne prestane jos jedno nedelju dana
zvonchice, banuj ove sto spamuju.
Samo neka pada..
Last edited by nauzeja; 24-01-14 at 21:15.
Ad astra.
Why Do I Love Rain?
I’m a sucker for rain. Even since I was a kid, I reacted to the news of an impending storm in exactly the opposite way expected for sugar-high 8 year olds. I still crack my window open on rainy nights to hear the pitter-patter of droplets on my roof.
But I only recently realized why I love the rain so much. I’m hardly alone in my admiration for rain, by the way – Woody Allen once remarked that he’d preferred it for romantic scenes in his movies, believing it connoted intimacy. Unlike Woody, however, my rationale for loving a rainy day is a bit less about love and more about growing up.
When it rains the world stops. Well, not really, but it seems that way. People flee the streets and the roads congest with slowing traffic. Of course businesses remain open and life proceeds apace, But for a moment the hustle and bustle recedes under the gray torrent of storm.
For a 20-something like myself, this is calming. An unspoken fear of many people my age is the possibility that life is passing us by, exciting things happening beyond our reach. Facebook and the companies of our friends only magnify this anxiety, confronting us with an unending list of all the parties, careers and relationships we aren’t having.
So the rain, for someone like me, is reality tapping on the breaks. A intervention from on high. An indisputable edict that every busy, buzzing thing halt for a moment.
When it rains, I’m not left behind.
Last edited by starwalker; 08-02-14 at 16:55.
The more things change, the more they stay the same.
ja volim kišu tako da.... KIŠO PADAJ!!!
....love is in the air....
Kišni tipovi i tipkinje, ugodan nam dan.
The more things change, the more they stay the same.
Bas je meracka noc.
Zavoleli smo se, ponešto pseći i svetački.
Zakovali se jedno u drugo klanfama zuba.
Guštate li kišofili, ha?
The more things change, the more they stay the same.
Volim kisu, bez obzira na okolnosti. Najvise je volim kad pada neprestano, danima...
Kisa pada, vjetar duva, ribe kaslju ja te volim ti si moja cura.
Prelijepo. Ja cu na more sutra.
nothing comes from violence and nothing ever could
Baš prelijepo za upalu pluća <3
but if you wanna find hell with me, i can show you what it's like, till you're bleeding
Zna li neko oce li pocinjat ovo da pada? I kakvo vrijeme najavljuju za PG sjutra?
Najaviki su kisu veceras ali je nesto nema jos
istrajan budi.
Bilo je kisa... ali ovo jutros u Niksicu je kataklizma. Nemojte se cudit ako $utra bude vanredno stanje.
eeeeeee a rekose do decembra necemo gasit klime
jutros oko 5h je bio lom kako je padala, za spavanje dusu dalo, no dzaba kad se mora na posao ici
" If you love something let it go, if it comes back to you it's yours. If it doesn't, it never was."
Neka sto je padalo no je pomet. Sto ti rekoh ja
nothing comes from violence and nothing ever could
E, kako je sinoć u NK padala, oko 3-4.
Ja znam da juče me je stvorilo
I znam da danas je danas
i da sutra stvaram sam...
Ja sam tako lijepo zaspao uz otvoren prozor, zvuk kisice i pomalo vjetrica, jutros me je probudilo takvo nevrijeme i hladnoca, smrzao sam se u krevet, nos mi se zacepio(e'o me jos drzi) a gromovi, gromoviii pucaaaaju, na vrata kucajuuu, oluje sjevaju, dvoje se raaaastaaaajuuuuu, i vidio sam da je pola 6 a u 6 trebam da se dizem. Kako mi je to tesko palo. Pih.
Zovem jutros sefa, rekoh sefe moze li da ne dodjem na posao jutros, spava mi se a kisa je super za spavanje....veli ne moze!
doslo vrjeme da se promijeni potpis :)
Ja znam da juče me je stvorilo
I znam da danas je danas
i da sutra stvaram sam...
evo danas zvanicno 23. stigla jesen ... tako da od miholjskog ljeta nema nista , no samo da se makar ova kisa makne smorna
" If you love something let it go, if it comes back to you it's yours. If it doesn't, it never was."
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