whatever tomorrow brings

Ponašam se kao osoba koja nema ništ za raditi u životu.

U svijetu u kojem su svi postali neobični, ja sam konačno postala normalna. I opet ne valjam.
Pisanje mi ne ide već stoljećima, i pravopis sam zaboraila, a ova tuga koja se skupila, ili je melankolija, neznam, želi pobjeći iz mojih udova.
Sjetim se onih morskih mirisa, kad se lavanda uplete u kosu i osjećaš se najljepše na svijetu, i onih vrelih ljetnih gradskih, kad putuješ i istražuješ nove zidove novog grada, podigneš pogled.
Mislim da sam istraživač koji je prikovan za jedno mjesto.
Nema veće strahote.



I onda, čitam tvoja javljanja iz različitih gradova, s aerodroma i trgovina. Pomislim da si ti moje oči. Reci, bi li se mijenjala na tjedan?

slike zagreba - mamiya ze

nosim: trf zara haljina, leptiric u kosi h&m, torba: accesorize, cipele: turbo schuh

let's go

so... i thought it would be easy. writing a blog.
i would write, and take pictures of me, people would read and it would be just as simple as for anybody.
but it doesn't work that way. i'm not the person who takes a lot of pictures of herself, i'm not a person who could pretend. person who could get the attention just by showing how i look.
and people feel that.

when i walk down the street, people look at me, because of the way i dress, because of the way i feel good in my skin. because i look different.
maybe it's the energy, maybe it's the feeling of the old times i bring.
i'm quiet and most of the time i don't talk a lot. (that changed from the times i was younger when i was loud and center of the party.) but most of the people learn to love me. i'm difficult at times. i do a lot of thinking, contemplating, i'm prettier to people who know me than to those who don't. but in the end, i have the energy to change the world.
and i will some day.


for once again, i will try.
not to be read, but for me.
i will be me.