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jag är arg.







lördagsmys hos Linda



jag har bara mys på lördagar.

på fredagar är det fredagslyx!


Oh no.



jag har fått mitt kaffe från kusin Sofia

nu m å s t e jag köpa en kaffebryggare.


?mev


 
vem.. vad.. ska få ramas in?

jaaa, mitt fönster är smutsigt men jag tycker det är charmigt

;)


fortsättning följer..



nu har vi bara mörka bitar kvar...


du ska bli hel charlie!




fredagsmys fortsätter imorgon.


...







jag är besviken på Gud.





vi skulle ju inte vara det mamma.




björg



naaww...



ternheim

No I don't remember
What brought us to this
What places we blindly passed
What turns we missed
When things really mattered
And we really cared
When simply being was easy
Just having you there

I was on a downslide, wasting my days
When I met you, I came to, such a lovely place
We laughed and cried our way through
The days and nights, the weeks and months 
And all the seasons, ups and downs

Remind me of how, I used to feel
Remind me of who, I used to be back when
Nothing could come between us then
That thought would never leave us

'Cus I don't remember
Love needles in the hay
The life I knew by heart, and lived everyday
The secret codes and signs, you and I, and eye to eye
Wake me up, hurt me, you have to
I forgot how to cry

Remind me of how, I used to feel
Remind me of who, I used to be back when
Nothing could come between us then
That thought would never leave us
So remind me of how, I used to feel
Remind me of who, I used to be back when
Nothing could come between us then
That thought would never leave us when
Nothing could come between us then
That thought would never leave us





jag tänkte...



.. köpa dessa bågar. Vad tycks?


fredagsmys med Linda





pussel & rödvin.. men det blev öl istället.


Kryssning m. J, L & Arvingarna













fyller på skafferiet




lite goa lingondrinkar i höst...



någon som vill smaka?







henna på henne




henne= syster Jennie

ganska läckert.


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