Monday, November 28, 2011

in over my head

Du håller ingens hand 
du tror att alla skulle titta då 
men jag håller din ibland 
för det är kallt nu och jag fryser så 

Kom hem när du vill 
jag är vaken hela natten 
kom hem när du vill 
jag är vaken hela natten 

Men du är nog den som jag borde vara hos
 

Lät du henne komma närmre 
var hon vackrare än mig 




kom hem när du vill, jag är vaken hela natten

bästa helgen

Monday, November 21, 2011

you and me lets run

you asked me a question. you said: do you have any idea how much i think about you?
if you only knew. i think about you all the time.

Est-ce que tu crois toujours

Qu'on peut vivre d'amour ?

Ouais, quand l'eau n'est plus fraîche

Quand laisse échapper le coeur

Trop de sang dans l'écume

Dans des marées d'écume

Saturday, November 19, 2011

Who do you love
I wanna know, I wanna know

Where did you go
When you kissed me goodnight
You didnt walk home
The same way you did last night

men jag tror ju att jag gillar dig

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Ten days of perfect tunes
The colors red and blue
We had a promise made
We were in love



a cute poem from Easy Lucky Free

http://freeluckyeasy.blogspot.com/2011/11/another-new-day.html

Monday, November 7, 2011

Sunday, November 6, 2011

could probably solve all the worlds problem if i just thought about them as much as i think about you

i think about you i think about you i think about you i think about you i think about you i think about you i think about you i think about you i think about you i think about you i think about you i think about you i think about you i think about you i think about you i think about you i think about you i think about you i think about you i think about you i think about you i think about you i think about you i think about you i think about you i think about you i think about you i think about you i think about you

“Some people care too much. I think it's called love.” -- Winnie the Pooh

Saturday, November 5, 2011

had no idea falling in love was so scary

















I think i might really like someone. Probably as I can't help myself from texting him and get butterflys while thinking of what he wrote back, that he misses me. Sometimes this scarys me, oh lord it really dose.

Friday, November 4, 2011