Just came home from the big city, funny living so far, it makes me pretty. The walks.
Today with a new smile on my face, I go to the eye doctor, they poke me in the eys, until I cry ice. Not really, but I love exaggerating, makes my story nice, and feeds me with rice.
Love me like I was not of stone...
-
Du har gjort det igen. Lämnat mig i tysnaden. En tystad som skär i mitt
hjärta. Men jag lär mig aldrig. Kommer alltid tillbaka. Med hopp om att
du.... Ska ...
still alive, still living
-
So it has been a while since i updated this blog. I guess it's about time i
posted something. My life has changed drastically this year. It's been ups
and ...
-
Last week is a week 2 forget, it never happened.
My time line, behind me is my past, and in front of me is my future. My
past is gone, I burnt it with fire ...