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The moon throws it's long cold light on the frozen ground, the clock is only just before six, in the morning. It's just me and you, moon, only us. I hear distant cars on the road. I can hear my breaths for every step I take. It's cold, it really bites me in the cheeks. But it's nice, never have I experienced were sense of freedom before. My worst enemy breathes me in my neck, embrace me but I don't care, the darkness is no obstacle now. The moon helps me find the right way over stock and stone.
Jo de är sant, jag var faktiskt uppe och sprang kvart i sex imorse, sick isn't it? ;O
Jo de är sant, jag var faktiskt uppe och sprang kvart i sex imorse, sick isn't it? ;O
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Anonymous
Wed 2 Dec 2009 17:10
är du galen kvinna ?! :O
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