November
December 2009
Sweeet night hos torro
It's hard to breath and hard to run when your lungs black and Coughing up blood like, what the fuck happened? Raising my wrist to cancer’s the answer homie, But after drinking something it’s nothi
Den Magiska Molekylen
If you see her, say hello, she might be in Tangier She left here last early spring, is livin' there, I hear Say for me that I'm all right though things get kind of slow She might think that I've forgo
Insperation.
Pozdrevlyayu s prazdnikom Rozhdestva ( God jul på ryska )
Idag sticker jag och jonas, synes !
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