December 2009
Here comes the sadness that I miss so much That lonely aching comes from every touch I’ve grown accustomed to the grays and blacks Because they’re always coming back Sit down for supper, won’t y
A blank piece of paper for me to fill With the songs in my mind or everything to my hearts content I can write my stories of old or things to happen still Telling of all the time and hours I have spen
Tack Sandra <3 Jakob han är superfin , Men han är faktiskt min. Han förtjänar det absolut bästa, Hans hjärta är det största. Att hålla hans hand känns tryggt, Men hans hjärta är
One thing that chills me to the bone Is waking up with a heart of stone Losing all compasion and light Making each day a constant fight Against the ones who aren't cool And becoming like everyone in s
Dålig dag - bättre nu Sorgsen dikt - glad nu You strangled me, choked me to death You ended me, I drew my last breath I yelled for help, but no-one hears I yelled for hours, confessing
She said "you're the perfect boy, but not the perfect boy for me" And I disagree, I think we go together perfectly