I'm sitting here in front of computer trying to figure out, what to writte in today's post..
I'm searching for something inspiring. Something deep. Big, smart words where are you when I need you the most!!? Damn. Empty head. Totally empty head.
So well, it looks like I'll need to live you with one of my favourite life quotes by famous icon Marylin Monroe & today's outfit.Evrytime I feel lost and hopeless I read this and world looks much better and brighter. You should try it too.
"This life is what you make it. Not matter what, you're going to mess up sometimes, it's a universal truth.But the good part is you get to decide how you're going to mess it up."
But just remember, some girls come, some go. The ones that stay with you through everything - they're your true best friends. Don't let go of them. As for lovers, well, they'll come and go too. And babe, I hate to say it, most of them - actually pretty much all of them are going to break your heart, but you can't give up becuase if you give up, you'll never find your soul mate. You'll never find that half who makes you whole and that goes for everything.Just because you fail once, doesn't mean you're gonna fail at everything. Keep trying, hold on, and always, always, always believe in yourself, because if you don't, then who will, sweetie? So keep your head high, keep your chin up, and most importantly, keep smiling, because life's a beautiful thingand there's so much to smile about.
thanks for this words, love you
I learned a lot about falling in love,
when I fell out of love.
I learned a lot about being a friend,
when I was alone.
V glavi ji je bilo prijetno toplo. Občutek, ki je zajel njeno celotno telo se je razširil prav v vsako celico njenega organizma ter jo navdajal z zadovoljstvom. Počutila se je živo. Čutila je, da jo ljudje okoli nje dopolnjujejo. Pogovori, prepevanje, smejanje je bilo tako preprosto kot tisti dnevi v otroštvu, ko ti ni bilo treba skrbeti za ničesar.
Zgodovina jo je ponovno zadela, ko se je zapletla v preprost pogovor z njim. Spomnila se je njene prve pijane noči, ko jo je on- neznanec, spravil toliko k sebi, da je lahko domov odpešačila s svojimi prijatelji. Nikoli se mu ni uspela zahvaliti za tisto nesebično dejanje. V mislih si ga je rada predstavljala kot angela varuha, ki jo bo čuval, če bo le v bližini. In nekako se ni zmotila.
Po vseh teh letih je bil še vedno skrivnosten. Oboževala je majhne bliske žarkov v njegovih temnih očeh, ko se je pogovarjal z njo. Globoko v sebi je čutila, da bi mu brez vsakega obžalovanja lahko zaupala vse, kar jo je težilo zadnje dni. Ob njem se je počutila nemirno in spočito hkrati. Razumela je, da so takšne noči, kot je bila včerajšnja posebne. Ljudje, ki ti zatresejo tla pod nogami, zaradi svoje osebnosti, pa spadajo med angele. Ne tiste s krili, temveč med tiste z dušo.
Morje. Obožujem prav vse, kar spada zraven. Neprespane noči, lenarjenje na plaži, lovljenje sonca, potaplanje, branje knjig ob zvoku valov, ki butajo ob obalo...
Všeč mi je občutek samote, ki me obdaja na počitnicah. Čas za razmislek ter pridobivanje zagorelosti bo končno prišel na vrsto. Komaj čakam, da se s celim telesom ponovno potopim v vodi ter se znova najdem.