Chasing cornflakes in november
first snow today
and the first really really cold day
standing with
friend or foe in black shoes
he won't tell, he won't even say
our lack of words perplexes me
a penny for your thoughts
like a summer breeze when it snows
you know, odd in a good way
can't stop looking at your,
pale blue eyes
we jump over black holes with rain in
we ¤&/%¤¤##¤%/&())(/&%¤%()/&
we paint rainbows in the dark
and drink tea until midnight
we make it so easy when it should be so hard
we fuck around with other people
and all I can think of while doing this is
you touch me when my skin spells
"he was here last winter"
and do all the things I hate
I hate the sun shining
it allways shines when I'm around you
I need my freedom too you know
but I would give
a penny for you
Haha fucker
torsdag 20. november 2008
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Fuck han så jeeeeli hardt og. Fuck alle de fittene. Ingen e bra nok for någen uansett. Og ingen e bra for någen heller, utenom for kverandre kanskje.
Kisses from your lover, Ph.
Znam da dusa sama bira ti
al ne mogu
figure that one out
Savna dg idag på konserten Ph
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V: dlu leør sfkljiknfk dmøerd okoodregr. Eg tok an iche...
Dokkor e goe nok for meg.
Så nogen e gode nok for kverandre.
men d e jæli få som e gode nok for dokkor.
D love godt me parents t sirdal, siden d snør. Såh mulig vannpipe X)
he du mer kull, Ph.
love ln
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