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Borttagen
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17 aug, 2013 20:26 |
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Nordanhym
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Skrivet av Luna Chang: Skrivet av Consectetuer: CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON. THERE WILL BE PEACE WHEN YOU ARE DONE. LAY YOUR WEARY HEAD TO REST. DON'T YOU CRY NO MORE. ONCE I ROSE ABOVE THE NOISE AND CONFUSION. JUST TO GET A GLIMPSE BEYOND THIS ILLUSION. ![]()
17 aug, 2013 20:27 |
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Consectetuer
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Skrivet av Nordanhym: Skrivet av Luna Chang: Skrivet av Consectetuer: CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON. THERE WILL BE PEACE WHEN YOU ARE DONE. LAY YOUR WEARY HEAD TO REST. DON'T YOU CRY NO MORE. ONCE I ROSE ABOVE THE NOISE AND CONFUSION. JUST TO GET A GLIMPSE BEYOND THIS ILLUSION. I WAS SOARING EVER HIGHER. BUT I FLEW TOO HIGH. 17 aug, 2013 20:30 |
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Nordanhym
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Skrivet av Consectetuer: Skrivet av Nordanhym: Skrivet av Luna Chang: Skrivet av Consectetuer: CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON. THERE WILL BE PEACE WHEN YOU ARE DONE. LAY YOUR WEARY HEAD TO REST. DON'T YOU CRY NO MORE. ONCE I ROSE ABOVE THE NOISE AND CONFUSION. JUST TO GET A GLIMPSE BEYOND THIS ILLUSION. I WAS SOARING EVER HIGHER. BUT I FLEW TOO HIGH. THOUGH MY EYES COULD SEE I STILL WAS A BLIND MAN. ![]()
17 aug, 2013 20:31 |
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Consectetuer
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Skrivet av Nordanhym: Skrivet av Consectetuer: Skrivet av Nordanhym: Skrivet av Luna Chang: Skrivet av Consectetuer: CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON. THERE WILL BE PEACE WHEN YOU ARE DONE. LAY YOUR WEARY HEAD TO REST. DON'T YOU CRY NO MORE. ONCE I ROSE ABOVE THE NOISE AND CONFUSION. JUST TO GET A GLIMPSE BEYOND THIS ILLUSION. I WAS SOARING EVER HIGHER. BUT I FLEW TOO HIGH. THOUGH MY EYES COULD SEE I STILL WAS A BLIND MAN. THOUGH MY MIND COULD THINK I STILL WAS A MAD MAN. 17 aug, 2013 20:33 |
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Nordanhym
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Skrivet av Consectetuer: Skrivet av Nordanhym: Skrivet av Consectetuer: Skrivet av Nordanhym: Skrivet av Luna Chang: Skrivet av Consectetuer: CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON. THERE WILL BE PEACE WHEN YOU ARE DONE. LAY YOUR WEARY HEAD TO REST. DON'T YOU CRY NO MORE. ONCE I ROSE ABOVE THE NOISE AND CONFUSION. JUST TO GET A GLIMPSE BEYOND THIS ILLUSION. I WAS SOARING EVER HIGHER. BUT I FLEW TOO HIGH. THOUGH MY EYES COULD SEE I STILL WAS A BLIND MAN. THOUGH MY MIND COULD THINK I STILL WAS A MAD MAN. I HEAR THE VOICES WHEN I'M DREAMING. I CAN HEAR THEM SAY. ![]()
17 aug, 2013 20:33 |
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Luna Chang
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Skrivet av Nordanhym: Skrivet av Consectetuer: Skrivet av Nordanhym: Skrivet av Consectetuer: Skrivet av Nordanhym: Skrivet av Luna Chang: Skrivet av Consectetuer: CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON. THERE WILL BE PEACE WHEN YOU ARE DONE. LAY YOUR WEARY HEAD TO REST. DON'T YOU CRY NO MORE. ONCE I ROSE ABOVE THE NOISE AND CONFUSION. JUST TO GET A GLIMPSE BEYOND THIS ILLUSION. I WAS SOARING EVER HIGHER. BUT I FLEW TOO HIGH. THOUGH MY EYES COULD SEE I STILL WAS A BLIND MAN. THOUGH MY MIND COULD THINK I STILL WAS A MAD MAN. I HEAR THE VOICES WHEN I'M DREAMING. I CAN HEAR THEM SAY. CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON. Hej 17 aug, 2013 20:34 |
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t i l d a
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Ser inte det roliga i att gå ut sent på kvällen, visst det kan vara mysigt att besöka skolan på kvällen ändå, men när det är äldre killar (runt nio stycken) ser jag inte det roliga. Visst, nu hände det ju inget, men tänk om de hade varit berusade. Vad skulle hänt då?
Varför kan man inte bara gå hem då? Eller gå någon annanstans när de ändå var där? Bara förstår inte det roliga i att vara i närheten av folk som man inte har någon aning om vilka de är sent på kvällen. Men jag vet inte, det kanske bara är jag som är paranoid, jag vet inte..
17 aug, 2013 20:34 |
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Consectetuer
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Skrivet av Luna Chang: Skrivet av Nordanhym: Skrivet av Consectetuer: Skrivet av Nordanhym: Skrivet av Consectetuer: Skrivet av Nordanhym: Skrivet av Luna Chang: Skrivet av Consectetuer: CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON. THERE WILL BE PEACE WHEN YOU ARE DONE. LAY YOUR WEARY HEAD TO REST. DON'T YOU CRY NO MORE. ONCE I ROSE ABOVE THE NOISE AND CONFUSION. JUST TO GET A GLIMPSE BEYOND THIS ILLUSION. I WAS SOARING EVER HIGHER. BUT I FLEW TOO HIGH. THOUGH MY EYES COULD SEE I STILL WAS A BLIND MAN. THOUGH MY MIND COULD THINK I STILL WAS A MAD MAN. I HEAR THE VOICES WHEN I'M DREAMING. I CAN HEAR THEM SAY. CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON. THERE'LL BE PEACE WHEN YOU ARE DONE. 17 aug, 2013 20:35 |
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Luna Chang
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Skrivet av Consectetuer: Skrivet av Luna Chang: Skrivet av Nordanhym: Skrivet av Consectetuer: Skrivet av Nordanhym: Skrivet av Consectetuer: Skrivet av Nordanhym: Skrivet av Luna Chang: Skrivet av Consectetuer: CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON. THERE WILL BE PEACE WHEN YOU ARE DONE. LAY YOUR WEARY HEAD TO REST. DON'T YOU CRY NO MORE. ONCE I ROSE ABOVE THE NOISE AND CONFUSION. JUST TO GET A GLIMPSE BEYOND THIS ILLUSION. I WAS SOARING EVER HIGHER. BUT I FLEW TOO HIGH. THOUGH MY EYES COULD SEE I STILL WAS A BLIND MAN. THOUGH MY MIND COULD THINK I STILL WAS A MAD MAN. I HEAR THE VOICES WHEN I'M DREAMING. I CAN HEAR THEM SAY. CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON. THERE'LL BE PEACE WHEN YOU ARE DONE. LAY YOUR WEARY HEAD TO REST. Hej 17 aug, 2013 20:36 |
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