April 2008
When you walk through a storm,Hold your head up high,And don't be afraid of the dark.At the end of a storm,There's a golden sky,And a sweet silver song of a lark.Walk on through the wind,Walk on throu
Och sköljer med flux. "Starka tänder är inte flax, det är flux!" nu vet ni allt ni behöver veta om mej. Ska vi gifta oss? :)
Looptroop :]Ey yo bust itWhen the police come yo she ready for whateverNever talk to the cops cus she got her mind togetherA down to earth mother earth living at the speed of lifeshe don't need a ring