Vozio me je taksista u Sokobanji i pričao mi (kada je čuo moj naglasak) kako je davno imao devojku iz mojih krajeva. Kaže mi kako je voleo da je sluša. Dok smo se vozili ja sam mu pričala. Gledala sam kako mu oči sijaju dok mi sluša glas i poverovala sam ljudima koji kažu da te ništa nikada ne prođe sasvim.
I just want to dance around in lacy lingerie and oversized shirts and makeout on someones lap
“I belong to you; there is really no other way of expressing it, and that is not strong enough.”
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Franz Kafka
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“When my husband was dying, I said: ‘Moe, how am I supposed to live without you?’ He told me: ‘Take the love you have for me and spread it around.’”
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Brandon Stanton
