August 2008
Look at the dead outside my window Wonder what's on their mind? Why do they run? They all seem t have a mission But then they cry themselves to sleep You'll receive what you give And this is like no
Everything is just so fucked up right now just trying to be the one you want me to be Trying to feel the one single feeling that I'm free Tempting to know what I would've done If I just could take th
festa denna helgen, helgen efter det osv. Nån som vill festa? Hör av er. =) Fest är ju roligt. Vet ni.