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.
Jan 14, 2008
slottsparken monday morning 8.30 am
"Oh they would walk the strip at nights And dream they saw their name in lights On Desolation boulevard They'll light the faded light"
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