October 2009
random sitter asfull 10 öl kvar och tänker på dig. som en drog. du fattar vem du e. ända jag tänker på
Cold was my soul Untold was the pain I faced when you left me A rose in the rain So I swore to the razor That never, enchained Would your dark nails of faith Be pushed through my veins again
Thee I invoke, bornless one all woman, pure predator wherein conspiracy and impulse dwell like a seething fall from grace Thee I worship... Thou art darkest Gabrielle Lilith who rode the steed Thou ar
you make me so damn happy and you dont even know it. Sånt emo e jag va:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=652dWKAnqgc&feature=related
Turn Around and fix your eye in my direction So there is a connection I can't speak I can't make a sound to somehow capture your attention I'm staring at perfection Take a look at me so you can see Ho
I may not always be perfect. But I'll always try. Will you say your prayers, just to be honest with yourself? Will you save your soul? Is this what you wanted all along?
Please forgive me if I seem forward But I’ve never been in front of anything like you Is it true, in that you’re always this breathtaking? And you’re smart and you’re willing My God this is ki