But somedays, all I want it - to here them laugh. And We're all Gone.
Cream on sun. We lick the dancers before the penultimate pirouette in a cabaret performance, and we never ever pay. Daylight haunts your pupils but really it's the nights that take their toll. Endurance weak!
Perfect like sunburnt flesh on a summers day...
A bare phrase of impressionable people...












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congrats
although, I changed country...
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Spread the DA love around! (you can copy and paste this message on their userpage!)
*dingding* RULES:
1- You can hug the person who hugged you!
2- You can't hug the person more than 3 times
3- You -MUST- hug 6 other people
4- You should hug them in public! Paste it on their user page! c'mon..don't be scared of public displays of affection
5- Random hugs are perfectly okay! (and sweet)
6- You should most definitly get started hugging right away!
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Hej
ni får betala vid dörren om vi inte träffas innan festen ^^
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