Flower.Sadness...I've felt it since last year...Fucking hell...I need someone..I miss.A friend always used to tell me...Whenever you're sad, look at the flower outside or next to you...Look at it's happy colors, look how it wants you to be happy too. When you're sad it's sad too. When you cry it cries too deep inside. When you're happy, it's blooming and it's happy...When you're dying.......It's dying too.The flower died.
Sasha and Marko.So...There's two guys..."SASHA! Don't give the marihuanna to grandpa!!!He'll start seeing chickens again!"Two insane guys... "Oh Marko, Marko! Still looking in the mirror? MIRROR, MIRROR ON THE WALL! WHO'S THE DUMBEST BOY IN THE WORLD? MARKO IS! MARKO IS!!!"Sasha and Marko. "Put grandpa down Alek! Put him down! Who will dig a hole..."Yup. Two incredible best friends, who just can't get enough...Sasha, his real name is Alek and Marko are two boys trying to find their two girls.Why, you ask?Well when they were 15-16 they fell in love for the first time. Ah, and then got crazy for them...First of all-Marko.Marko the smartest of all, the skilled kid. A Macedonian boy who found this crazy Russian boy-Sasha.Marko fell in love at 15, in a girl. But the damned thing was that the girl was a daughter of a well known Mafia boss. The boss didn't like the kid around his daughter, of course he could have killed Marko. But his daughter, Miranda said she would make a s
The Painter...It's night... Me and Miko are sitting under the big old tree named "father"...Watching the stars...I've never seen so much stars as tonight... It's. Stunning."Your mother used to love the stars...She always would take me here at nights. And tell me which star meant..But I seem to forgot...After all these years." Miko spoke with a silent voice."...Miko-san...Where is mother?..." I asked...."I do not know..."We sat silent for quite a time... Just staring at the sky, it was so peaceful...Full of memories... Bittersweet memories..."Miko-san. Who was really the painter..? What they say...The greatest warrior?"I asked him about the painter...Someone I willed to know about with years...Ever since i was little, I think I deserve to know..."Under this tree he used to come at night, and paint. The fireflies would light his sight. The moonlight guided him to his way home, he used to run away most of the time here, just like you did..." he smiled warmly with memories in his eyes, but all o
Our place...The sun is risingComing out far away from the seaYou're searching for meYou won't find meI ran away, where we metBut you forgotYou forgot that placeYou don't search thereit doesn't mean to youI'm nothing to you! (JUST A TOY!)You mean something to me (You don't care)You are the world to me (A world that collides)But you don't get it! (No)I cry for your pain! (I am a fool)But it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter...AnymoreThe sun is blind, it isn't warmIt's cold from the liesis that even possibleDark clouds gather, gather upon this sad soul!rain will fall, tears will FALL!You didn't find me!You don't care for me!even though you are here it's a PRETENDER!Why did I cry? (I'm such a fool)You mean nothing to me, TO ME!You meant something to me! (It's gone)You were the world to me! (It's gone)You didn't understand! (You still don't)I don't cry for your pain (I'm not a fool)It doesn't matter...You didn't find our placeYou didn't remember our placeYou don't realiz
Weird dream....The beauty of fantasy... I can't forget it...It's chained in my head...Making up things, new ideas for many things, especially my favourite...The dream...dream 1:... Closed my eyes. Found myself infront of my school. It was very windy and the whole place was changed. There was more trees, plants, but only green color, no red.The yard in the shcool was full of plants, it was beautiful the whole school, but it was too much.It was very quet, nobody was there, the streets were empty there wasn't any laughing or arguing. Only... Silence. Like in the forests, just wind and the leafs whispering.Suddenly I heard voices and screamings. My classmates were running toward me screaming 'RUN RUN' I didn't know what was that but i started to run and then the whole picture changed...I was at the back of the school. And 2-3 classmates of mine, Ljupco, Petar and Philip were walking and talking about something.But they didn't notice me, I didn't even try to call them.I turned to the wall and the