January
6 February 2008
Bah.
Woke up to the sound of pouring rain,
The wind would whisper and I'd think of you.
And all the tears you cried, that called my name.
And when you needed me I came through.
I paint a picture of t
Happ... Jag kan inte ha kvar Omar :( Jag kommer avlida! Men istället ska jag eventuellt ha den här pollen som kallas Nisse istället som till och med står så nära s&arin
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