this weekend.
jadu, vad händer i helgen?
jag och pillsi funderar på att åka och köpa tyg och sätta oss och sy hela helgen. hm, hur ska detta sluta? förmodligen med ett utbrott eller två från min sida. tur att min vän har lite talang för det där med att sy iaf, så med lite tur kanske jag också klarar det? i hope so.
jag vill även gå på bio i helgen, se new moon igen. någon som är sugen?
i love it!
You could be happy and I won't know
But you weren't happy the day I watched you go
And all the things that I wished I had not said
Are played in loops 'till it's madness in my head
Is it too late to remind you how we were
But not our last days of silence, screaming, blur
Most of what I remember makes me sure
I should have stopped you from walking out the door
You could be happy, I hope you are
You made me happier than I'd been by far
Somehow everything I own smells of you
And for the tiniest moment it's all not true
Do the things that you always wanted to
Without me there to hold you back, don't think, just do
More than anything I want to see you,
Take a glorious bite out of the whole world
you are my own personal brand of heroin.