Our love is my regret

Kelly har precis fixat mina naglar, äter pyttipanna nu.. mm gott :)
Det hemska är.. -.- När jag cyklade till kelly så kollade jag inte framåt, så såg jag en tant gå mitt framför mig. Så bromsade jag fort som en jude och svängde in i henne, och hon TRILLADE! och jag tänkte dirr "shit nu kommer hon få en hjärtchock eller ngt" men som tur trillade hon mjukt.. och hon va ungefär 95 år eller något o.O Alla sprang fram och hjälpte henne hehe, vad mycket uppmärksamhet man kan få i lilla ljungby då.. aye ångest

De fula va ändå att folk man kände såg när jag cykla in i henne.. haah -.-

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Put that on my hood

Har kollat på en bow wow & brandon t jackson film, hhaha så sköna..
Jadu, lovet är slut och det är skola om några timmar, kul liv? mmmmm Imon ska man te kelly för hon ska öva lite på nagel grej, för hon har prov snart, IGEN.. har inte ens läst ut min bok, har inte ens tagit ut den från väskan HAHA jävla lov, lat som en gris, oke ha de fint


Sometimes we let affection, go unspoken,
Sometimes we let our love go unexpressed,
Sometimes we can't find words to tell our feelings.
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Never let me go

They had been together for 10 years or so. She never really understood what she did wrong. She just wanted to seperate them from being together because she was jealous. Time passed and they broke up. She finally understood and told them her mistake. But it was to late. He was already on his third donation and they didn't have much time left with eachother. There he was, laying on the bed and looked at her. At that moment his heart stopped. He was gone, gone..

It's about repressing what you know, which is that in this life people fail one another, grow old and fall to pieces. It's about knowing that while you must keep calm, keeping calm won't change a thing. It's about why we don't explode, why we don't just wake up one day and go sobbing and crying down the street, kicking everything to pieces out of the raw, infuriating, completely personal sense of our lives never having been what they could have been.
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