I FEEL YOUR ARMS AROUND ME, BUT NOT THE HEAT. YOUR EYES ARE POINTING AT ME, BUT DO YOU SEE

MAYBE THERE IS NOTHING TO BELIVE, WHAT DO WE NEED TO SORT OUT, WHAT IF THERE IS NOTHING HERE FOR ME, YOU LEFT ME IN JUST TO GET OUT


Nu åker jag in till stan för att se bio. Mysig fredag!
2011-09-02 @ 18:18:23 Allmänt Permalink

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