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Love
Once upon a time there was a little girl.She had parents - naturally - BUT they went away when she was nine.She wasn't a pretty girl, and people never told her: "Isn't she darling!" She didn't have any relatives, so someone from an Orphan's home took her.
There were many children at the Orphanage, so no one paid much attention to the little girl, and she was alone much of the time.She played by herself, since the other children though that she was QUITE unattractive, and a bit strange.
She had big eyes and would stare at people with a curious preoccupation. She liked to walk around the grounds of the Orphanage, stopping occasionally to pick up a leaf, or to watch a bird, or just to stop. Her only friends were the beautiful green things, the warm sunny days. At times she did things that waren't very nice.She would spit at another girl who wasn't pretty either, and she had no manners at all at the table.
After she stayed at the Orphanage for a while, everyone disliked here very much. The other children were making up Bad Stories about her. The Director of the Orphanage actually believed them - "They must be true". THINGS got so BAD that the Director was trying to think of some way of sending her away, possibly, to another Orphanage, BUT some excuse was needed to do this.
One day, an attendant found her putting a piece of paper inside an old tree that stood near the gate of the Orphanage.He took it to the Director. The director was pleased, since the children were forbidden to communicate with anyone on the outside. THAT was the needed EXCUSE.
The Director unfoloed the paper and read:
Whoever finds this, I love you.  |
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13.9.2010
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10:37
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| Niije dvoljno samo napisati da nekog volis, treba se ponasati tako da taj neko to i oseti. |
Postlao/la Anoniman
u 13:43
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13.9.2010 |
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| Ma, nisam ja neki love expert, a nisam ni neko ko se bavi "love" temom.Ovo mi je omiljena pricica koju, eto, podijelih sa vama. |
Postlao/la FuntionallyLiterate
u 21:52
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13.9.2010 |
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| eh, kad bih ja znao taj strani jezik... |
Postlao/la pera
u 14:21
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15.9.2010 |
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Vala Pero, nedopustivo je da bas ti, tako pun elana, ne znas taj strani jezik... Trgni se, baci fotelju, uzmi jezik u...svoje ruke... To,pa da
(vazdan omasim ovaj kod) |
Postlao/la FuntionallyLiterate
u 21:48
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15.9.2010 |
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| http://www.balkan-express.org/index.php/srbija/blogsabookmarks/39658 |
Postlao/la Anoniman
u 23:04
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15.9.2010 |
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Opet me Anoniman minira...
Hvala sto si se potrudio i nasao. |
Postlao/la FuntionallyLiterate
u 10:17
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16.9.2010 |
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Al' vidis ti to, bas bacih pogled..NeTko je samo copy/paste..
Mislim, nevazno potpuno... Samo primjetih. |
Postlao/la FuntionallyLiterate
u 10:24
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16.9.2010 |
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