søndag 31. januar 2010
fredag 29. januar 2010
The reasons all have run away, but the feeling never did
I want summer. A grill. Good food. Cold beverage. Exciting people. Gentle guitar music. And a nice dress. I want it now!
When everything is lonely I can be my own best friend
I'll get a coffee and the paper, have my own conversations
with the sidewalk and the pigeons and my window reflection
The mask I polish in the evening by the morning looks like shit
Bright eyes - Lua
tirsdag 26. januar 2010
søndag 10. januar 2010
søndag 3. januar 2010
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