and I know Im dead on the surface but Im screaming underneath.

hipsterkidz i london.

do you keep the reciepts for the friends that you buy? aint it bittersweet you were only just getting by.

backbeat, the word is on the street that the fire in your heart is out.

har varit en sväng i norrland. inte helt fel.

do you remember when we met? that was the day I knew you were my pet.

in the white room with black curtains near the station. blackroof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings. silver horses ran down moonbeams in your dark eyes.


dont stop believing.

some will win, some will lose. some were born to sing the blues. oh the movie never ends, it goes on and on and on.

jag åkte till rom i 9 dagar med min vapendragare i juni. otroligt vacker stad. fantastiskt mat (och glass!!!!!).

your looks are laughable. unphotographable. yet yore my favourite work of art.

jag har tagit sommarlov!
sedan skulle jag vilja be du som kommenterar bloggar jag aldrig sett i mitt namn och ställer skumma frågor att sluta med det. tack!

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