Tjej, 32 år. Bor i Stockholm, Stockholms län. Är offline
Gbg är fett nice!... varmt som fan... men nice :D
Liseberg idag med Röckner och Lishan (tack Lishan-sötnos för att du guidade oss! Hade inte hittat ALLS annars <3 MEGAPUSS)
Trötta som fan är vi nu men allt var AWESOME! Vi blev blöta som fan och det var UNDERBART!
Lite sådär lagom fina bilder kanske kommer när jag kommer hem... vilket blir om ngn vecka, för först är jag här till typ lördag eller söndag och sen ska jag vidare ytterligare o:
Puss <3
GBG here I come! :D <3
Kommer troligtvis hem nån gång i slutet av veckan <3
Mamma lyckades ha ner en vas-/ljushållar-liknande sak så att det flög glassplitter över hela uteplatsen... medans hon sopar upp det så oroar hon sig över att sixten(katten) ska kliva i det för som hon sa "det kostar mig dyrt". Sen när vi sopat upp allt och jag ska gå in med påsen... vad tror ni jag lyckas med då...? Jo såklart att kliva på en fucking lasbit! wooh XD...not.
Så ist för glas så var det blog över halva uteplatsen XD
Ahahah så jävla ironiskt!
Mycket intressant... -.- XD
Puss <3
What's the point of achieving perfection?
There is none. Nothing. Not a single thing.
I loathe perfection.
If something is perfect, then there is nothing left.
There is no room for imagination.
No place left for a person to gain additional knowledge or abilities.
Perfection only brings despair.
It is our job to create things more wonderful than anything before them, but never obtain perfection.
... :C
When we meet, a bond between us is born for the first time.
Our hearts aren't inside our bodies.
When we think of something, or care about someone, that's where our hearts are born.
If you were the only person in the entire world, your heart wouldn't be anywhere.
There is nothing to worry about.
If you wish with all your heart to stay here, then your heart will remain here.
If your heart is here, then that's why you should be here.
In the fights to come, there is one thing you must never, ever do:
Don't die alone.
Our bodies are our souls themselves.
When we die, our bodies will turn to dust and become the spiritparticles that form this world.
Where will our hearts go then?
We entrust our hearts to our friends.
If you entrust it to your friends, it will continue to live on inside of them.
So don't you dare die alone.
~
Can you see
that these fireworks
can reach to heaven where you are.
I miss you
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You can cry
infont of me
About things that are unfair,
about painful things
and about things that make you sad.
You dont have to carry all of that pain by yourself.
We can divide it between us.
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You dont have to cry all alone like that while hiding in a corner anymore
and that's when I decided that I would do anything for you.
Those eyes that seem to see nothing,
see all.
That heart that seems to feel nothing,
feels all.
From a door that slammed shut tight...
you have given your heart to me many times over.
Wretched...
...and so kind.
So deeply...
...beloved.
http://video.se.msn.com/watch/video/guy-blown-away-by-rainbow/1jjtmqx0p
Känslig kille det där du... XD
Smoking until my lungs are dry
Smoking so I wont hear myself cry
Smoking to get rid of the pain
Smokin.. is it all in vain?