June
July 2008
haha jag ramlade ur sängen och slog i huvet i pianotXD fan va ont det gjorde:D
vi var på åh stiftgård... snacka om konsigt läger..
inne i stan:D
här är konfirmands prästen... jag funderar forfarande på vad som hände igår...
och här har vi kalle kamel själv...
stay in chelsea!!!
BRA
Wake up (wake up) Grab a brush and put on a little make up Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup (hide the scars to fade away the shakeup) Whyd you leave the keys up on the table There you go create
Go! Stapled shut, inside and ouside would and I'm Sealed in tight, bizzar but right at home Claustrophobic, closing in and I'm Catostrophic, not again I'm smeared across the page, and doused i
You are wrong, fucked, and overrated I think Im gonna be sick and its your fault This is the end of everything You are the end of everything I havent slept since I woke up And found my whole li
Stretching, filing, Against her skin, Blessed are those, Who are not kin, In sin we breathe, In sex we tie, Duct tape her legs, To the red sky, Foolsome flesh allowances, The pansies raided the pantry
(I push my fingers into my) Eyes It's the only thing that slowly stops the ache But it's made of all the things I have to take Jesus it never ends, it works its way inside If the pain goes on&hel
Liar Liar Banana Banana Banana Terracotta Banana Terracotta Terracotta Pie! Banana Banana Banana Terracotta Banana Terracotta Terracotta Pie! Is there a perfect way of holding you baby? Vicinity of
liseberg in kaos!!!
WHY DO THEY ALWAYS SEND THE POOR! Barbarisms by Barbaras With pointed heels. Victorious, victories kneel. For brand new spankin' deals. Marching forward hypocritic And hypnotic computers. You depend o
bah för att galenskaparna är bäst!!!
I did my time And I want out So abusive, fate It doesn't cut The soul Is not so vibrant The reckoning The sickening Back at you Subversion Pseudo-sacred Pyscho virgin Go tell your classes Go dig you g
time out blandade skämt 3
I'm looking at you through the glass... Don't know how much time has passed Oh, god it feels like forever But no one ever tells you that forever Feels like home sitting all alone inside your head How
Come one and all and see the broken man, talking to himself He sits and waits for something better, he’ll never find it here The people touch his hair and pinch his cheek; he can’t
So close, no matter how far Couldn't be much more from the heart Forever trusting who we are and nothing else matters Never opened myself this way Life is ours, we live it our way All these words I d
grattis bondhus!!!
sitter uppe och kollar kvarteret skatan:D
grattis på 40års dagen morsan!!!
leka med mobilen!!!!!!!
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