a different life from you. -

Vi är nog dom finaste ♥

2012-01-25 @ 01:10:55 Permalink Kommentarer (0) Trackbacks ()

blue jeans

You so fresh to death & sick as ca-cancer
You were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip hop
But you fit me better than my favorite sweater, and I know
That love is mean, and love hurts
But I still remember that day we met in December

2012-01-25 @ 01:07:05 Permalink Kommentarer (0) Trackbacks ()

kan dom lite, kan vi allt och lite till!

2012-01-12 @ 20:35:17 Permalink Kommentarer (0) Trackbacks ()

You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness

2012-01-12 @ 18:17:31 Permalink Kommentarer (0) Trackbacks ()

Svartågatan 36

Saknar bagis då och då. Och detta är mycket fint!

2012-01-05 @ 02:49:47 Permalink Kommentarer (1) Trackbacks ()

meet cute

If you feel the fading of the light
and you’re too weak to carry on the fight
and all your friends, that you cared for have disappeared
I’ll be here, not gone, forever holding your hand.
♥

2012-01-03 @ 05:52:04 Permalink Kommentarer (0) Trackbacks ()

she'd say "ohohoh I know the sun must set to rise"

You are so innocent when you are a child and have great expectations. As you grow up you come to accept that in reality you will not achieve paradise, However if you close your eyes and dream you will find that your 'paradise' has not really left you but that it is always inside you, no matter how bad your real life is like. She dreams as long as she can but she knows that she must awaken from her dreams each day.
♥

2012-01-03 @ 05:40:06 Permalink Kommentarer (0) Trackbacks ()

I'm damned if I do and I'm damned if I don't

Liggandes på mitt golv med dom sista centiliterna av rött vin i handen
det är få minuter innan jag slocknar av mig själv här nere.
Jag vill nog bara sova ett tag, tänka om, göra en plan.
Ge mig Essingen dagarna tillbaka!
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2012-01-03 @ 05:26:14 Permalink Kommentarer (0) Trackbacks ()