Navade in pravila

"A če bi vse postalo navada, bi me še imela rada.."
Dejstvo, moja ugotovitev, kakorkoli...je to, da navade sploh niso kul.Sploh niso zanimive.Monotone so.
Zakaj bi nekomu nekaj prišlo v navado?To je tolk dolgočasno.
Ni pestro, ni raznoliko.Brez pomena in brez kakoršnekoli vsebine je.
Če bi men nekdo vsak dan prnesel datelj (itak jih ne maram) bi bla vesela..Ko mi ga bi pa prnesel 84ič bi ga bla pa vesela sam še zaradi prijaznosti & obzirnosti te osebe.
Al pa delavne navade.To je res dizastr, da so nas že v prvem razredu vse enako učil..Pojejte kosilo, pejdte nardit domačo nalogo..Sej nismo klonirane ovce.
In tut pravila so čist the same šit kot navade.Zadnjič smo pr kulturi obnašanja mogle nardit neki za kulturo oblačenja..Zakaj bi sploh komu vsiljevali določene zapovedi, ki so jih napisali naši predniki.Recimo kako naj bo človk oblečen na večerni prireditvi.Če je nekdo umetnik al bo pa želel biti drugačen, bo itak prišel v trenirki in ga noben bonton ne bo zanimal.Vsi ostali se bodo oblekli po določenih načelih, ki jih sploh ne bi smelo biti.Kaj je hotel doseči tisti, ki si je to zmišljeval?Morda enakost? Pf..
Mogoče sm jaz čudn človek.
Ampak to je čist mim.Priznajte.
Čas bi bil za določene spremembe.Na boljše.
Čeprav je to stvar posameznika, sm useeno rajš malo bolj drugačna kt preveč `nevtralna´.

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When I see you, my face looks like that (slika) and my heart goes BOOM BOOM faster.My blood is going to face.Oh God, I'm the red one.Because you're a sexy one.I do not fall in love with you, right? I know I'm liening myself.I love you.But no, I swear, I don't like you at all.You're just a cutie idiot.Anyway, it's low ceiling between love and hate.When I love you, I can't go to the way that drives to hate you.So, I guess I have to stay at love.But..what if I'm wrong, maybe am I at hate, and I don't really know.Yes, that's right.So, your eyes, your haircut (rawr ><), your ugly old Levi's and blue (kje je to barvo dobila? :P mogoče je misla sivo :)) T-shirt make me..LO-HATE YOU.
You're poor and you don't have anything.But I'm rich of lo-hate for you.Do you want it?C'mon baby, answer me..Do you want it?I'm hungry, I'm thirsty, I'm totally nothing.I want you.(I want you in backstage (6))..No, go away, you don't have what I want.You're nothing..All, yes, all.This is so confused.But all I want to say is that I want to feel your fingers in my hair, want to feel your body near mine..And yes, when I close my eyes I can't sleep at all because I can't forget you..Because you make me feel like a mother fucker from hell.That's shit.Darling, what can we do about it?I feel sick when I see your body on halfway.It's your fault.I fell in love with another unhopeless idiot.Yes, I want to tell myself that you're an idiot, 'cause..I'm scared..And yes, boy, I HA-LOVE, LO-HATE YOU!
And worst in all is that what everybody say to me.."Forget him".
Do those people know what true love is?