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This journal is officially closed. It feels odd here, like my past is hunting me. So I've decided to create a new journal, let myself create a new past (and present of course) for me without memories that are kept here. I've changed so much and I need a change. I would rather keep my new journal private, because it is just for me ( Read more... )

Crushed.

Preoccupied.

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Izpraskala ti bom oci, ce se ne bom prej zadusila na tvojih besedah. Pritisni play. Saj se vse ponavlja, non stop ista zgodba. Konec? Privij nazaj in gremo znova. Na bruhanje mi greste. Vsi ste isti. Scenarij se ne spreminja. Sladke besede, navidezno iskreni pogledi. In ze padajo na kolena. Resne zveze, larifari. Pa resnica? Z oblakov gledas name. ( Read more... )

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