May
9 June 2007
Från hand i hand till tand för tand.
God, I'm such a creep!!
I'm having so much fun breaking up.
It's getting kind of wicked.
And there's no need to wheep. It's more like a relif - I can't stop.
Laughing and I'm thinking; you're looking at a single in gold.
I'm just your worst freakin' nightmare girlfriend.
I am such a creep. I am such a creepy kind.
Sorry, but I do believe I'm just that type of girl.
I am such a creep. (and I can't help it)
I ain't gonna waste my time.
And I do believe that a boy just have to go.
God, I'm such a creep.
I'm having so much fun breaking up.
It's getting kind of wicked.
And there's no need to wheep. It's more like a relif - I can't stop.
Laughing and I'm thinking; you're looking at a single in gold.
I'm just your worst freakin' nightmare girlfriend.
I am such a creep. I am such a creepy kind.
Sorry, but I do believe I'm just that type of girl.
I am such a creep. (and I can't help it)
I ain't gonna waste my time.
And I do believe that a boy just have to go.
God, I'm such a creep.
10:28
Pappa och farmor äter frukost och jag har inte kommit hem än eftersom jag sovit hos Nettus.
Foto. Mams
15:30 Blommor från igår
15:31 Pappa och farmor spelar kubb
15:31 Jag har kommit hem, är sliten som en gammal matta och läser ut min bok tillsammans med ett glas isvatten.
16:13 Farmor och morfar fyllde år idag.
16:13 Mamma och farmor.
17:09 Blommorna.
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