My life. Whatever. Almost a diary: Introvert and phlegmatic reflections on life and stuff.
Nothing good gets away. Live, love and laugh. Don't lie and don't eat the fish.
Sep 18, 2006
dagens dikt
"She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes"
Måtte bare balansere politikk og Crowley med noe vakkert. Med hjelp av Lord Byron. Og et tilbakeblikk. Midsommarnatten 2005.
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