28/4- 2010 Den bästa dagen i mitt liv
fredag 29 april 2011
måndag 4 april 2011
Det är så svårt..
tisdag 22 mars 2011
Some days
Some days seem to sprint on by
As if too eager, to catch the night.
Some days are slow as languid birds
That float the skies, though scarcely heard.
Some words go out, to return again
To bring us laughter, and sometimes friends.
Thank god all the beauty hasn't been said
So we can look, and watch it spread.
As if too eager, to catch the night.
Some days are slow as languid birds
That float the skies, though scarcely heard.
Some words go out, to return again
To bring us laughter, and sometimes friends.
Thank god all the beauty hasn't been said
So we can look, and watch it spread.
fredag 11 mars 2011
Fredagsmys
onsdag 9 mars 2011
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