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fifan vilka snygga brudar!
helgen är slut och jag vill bara cutcut, skolan kommer bli min död.
har läxa tills imorgon med, men har bara sovit sovit och åter sovit!
däremot har jag kollat på nyheterna och det tycker jag vart jävligt duktigt, haha allt för bra betyg(; men då kanske jag borde lägga på ett kol snart alltså.
nu ska jag ner och äta avvocado i think, sen plöööggga.
måste sova tidigt idag med fan, har typ fått sömnproblem. duktigt jobbigt.
kössen
They turn the lights down low,
In shadows hiding from the world,
Only coming out when it gets cold
The seas part when they hit the floor,
The voices carry on and out the door
And everything you touch turns into gold
Like the angel you are, you laugh creating
A lightness in my chest,
Your eyes they penetrate me,
(Your answer's always 'maybe')
That's when I got up and left
A beating heart and a microphone,
A ticking clock in an empty home
Still tells of these times so long ago,
And even though I've come so far,
I know I've got so far to go and
Any day now I'll explode
Like the angel you are, you laugh creating
A lightness in my chest,
Your eyes they penetrate me,
(Your answer's always 'maybe')
That's when I got up and left
And each and everyday will lead into tomorrow
And tomorrow brings one less day without you
But don't wait up just leave the light on
'Cause all the roads that I might take will all one day lead back to you
And like the angel you are, you laugh creating
A lightness in my chest,
Your eyes they penetrate me,
(Never cease to amaze me)
That's when I got up and left
helgen är slut och jag vill bara cutcut, skolan kommer bli min död.
har läxa tills imorgon med, men har bara sovit sovit och åter sovit!
däremot har jag kollat på nyheterna och det tycker jag vart jävligt duktigt, haha allt för bra betyg(; men då kanske jag borde lägga på ett kol snart alltså.
nu ska jag ner och äta avvocado i think, sen plöööggga.
måste sova tidigt idag med fan, har typ fått sömnproblem. duktigt jobbigt.
kössen
They turn the lights down low,
In shadows hiding from the world,
Only coming out when it gets cold
The seas part when they hit the floor,
The voices carry on and out the door
And everything you touch turns into gold
Like the angel you are, you laugh creating
A lightness in my chest,
Your eyes they penetrate me,
(Your answer's always 'maybe')
That's when I got up and left
A beating heart and a microphone,
A ticking clock in an empty home
Still tells of these times so long ago,
And even though I've come so far,
I know I've got so far to go and
Any day now I'll explode
Like the angel you are, you laugh creating
A lightness in my chest,
Your eyes they penetrate me,
(Your answer's always 'maybe')
That's when I got up and left
And each and everyday will lead into tomorrow
And tomorrow brings one less day without you
But don't wait up just leave the light on
'Cause all the roads that I might take will all one day lead back to you
And like the angel you are, you laugh creating
A lightness in my chest,
Your eyes they penetrate me,
(Never cease to amaze me)
That's when I got up and left
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förresten langa msn :D
& har glömt säga att dina glasögon i skolan var skiiitsnygga! passade asbra i det ju :*
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