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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.
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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.