March
April 2009
Sitter hemma i husarrest, bite me. Tittade precis på step up to the streets 2, väckte min passion för dans som jag hade förlorat years ago. Vill nog börja satsa på
It doesn't matter what I want It doesn't matter what I need It doesn't matter if I cry It doesn't matter if I bleed You've been on a road Don't know where it goes or where it leads It doesn't matter
why spred my wings if I can't fly? why shed these ters if I won't survive? why do I even try? why bring me up to then shoot me down? why spill my blood if I'm gonna drown? can you even hear me?
nemi får mig på andra tankar för en stund :)
lätt att jag ska bli en björn.
okey älskar tatueringar men det här är lite mkt kanske..
Well I was moving at the speed of sound. Head-spinning, couldn't find my way around, and Didn't know that I was going down. Yeah, yeah. Where I've been, well it's all a blur. What I was looking for, I
Hey hoe! You ain't got nothin' on us! I miss the good old times... :(
how come you're not around anymore? I miss you..
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