helgen som inte var någon helg.

Här skrev jag faktiskt ett jätte lång inlägg om vad jag har gjort i helgen och hur jag mår. Men det var för ointressant, så jag tog helt enkelt bort det.


bra låt som passar in bäst nu.

lying in my bed, i hear the clock tick and think of you.
caught up in circles,
confusion is nothing new.
flashback, warm nights
almost left behind.
suitcase of memories,
time after...

sometimes you picture me,
i'm walking too far ahead.
you're calling to me, 
i can't hear,
what you've said.
then you say, "go slow".
i fall behind,
the second hand unwinds.

if you're lost you can look and you will find me,
time after time.
if you fall i will catch you, i'll be waiting,
time after time.
if you're lost you can look and you will find me,
time after time.
if you fall i will catch you, i will be waiting,
time after time.

after my picture fades and darkness has turned to gray.
watching through windows,
you're wondering if i'm okey.
secrets stolen from deep inside,
the drum beats out of time.

if you're lost you can look and you will find me,
time after time.
if you fall i will catch you, i'll be waiting,
time after time.

you say "go slow".
i fall behind,
the second hand unwinds.

if you're lost you can look and you will find me,
time after time.
if you fall i will catch you, i'll be waiting,
time after time.
if you're lost you can look and you will find me,
time after time.
if you fall i will catch you, i will be waiting,
time after time.

time after time,
time after time,
time after time,
time after time,
time after time,
time after time,
time after..
time after..

r.i.p. jorden.

Imorgon ska världen kanske gå under. Känns ju lite lagom kul att veta, uppiggande.
Förutom att jorden kommer att kollapsa så är jag kinkig ändå. Jag är sjuk, har pms och känner mig som en strandad sjöelefant. Som om inte det räckte? Onej, imorgon har jag även skolfoto.

                            SKJUT MIG, JAG ORKAR INTE.




(och jag har för övrigt blivit brunett, igen.)

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