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fuck it



rolling in the deep

The scars of your love, remind me of us.
They keep me thinking that we almost had it all
The scars of your love, they leave me breathless
I can't help feeling
We could of had it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart inside your hand
And you played it
To the beat
Translate;)
People are pathetic. Not healthy. Get help.
patetiskt
Människor är väldigt patetiska.. Sjuka i huvudet. Ta hjälp.
my weekend
I have received a lot of comments on my blogging in English. I think that English is much cooler to write on and look better. My weekend has been very tired. I fell asleep at 10 o'clock, I think last Friday. And on Saturday I went with mom and bought a car.

I love it. Then worked all night, then I met up with Lisa and went on her boyfriend's birthday party. Did not stay so long because of brain dead imports.

This was what I looked like. Started to like red lipstick again. A bit like that fresh in the summer. Now Im going to practice my driving to the supermarket in the new car with my mom.
hugs and kisses.

I love it. Then worked all night, then I met up with Lisa and went on her boyfriend's birthday party. Did not stay so long because of brain dead imports.

This was what I looked like. Started to like red lipstick again. A bit like that fresh in the summer. Now Im going to practice my driving to the supermarket in the new car with my mom.
hugs and kisses.
like a booty
Truth is, I get jealous easily because whats mine is mine. I'm stubborn as hell, I say sorry too much. I act like i dont give a fuck because I care too much. I over analyze the smallest of things & probably come off as a bitch to simply guard myself.


Thanks Mom and Fredrik for the car

friday
This have been a really good week. I finished alot of schooljob this week. So this friday im just gonna chill with my family. Btw me and Johan are togheter now. We are boyfroend and girlfriend. HIHI. 



salut
Just did my make up, now im waiting for the bus that will take me to J. Im gonna wake him.
one of the hardest moments in life is deciding when to give up and when to try harder

let us save whats left

- Du är inte min typ, skrek jag.
- Men då kan jag bli din typ.
- Men nej du är inte det och jag är inte din typ.
- Jo det är du.
- Men du är bara inte det. Och jag är inte din.
morr

tierd as i am i still have NP today so its very important for me to show up.
last one
Just had to tell you guys how tired i am. And it was really important for me to tell you. So now i will hit the sheets.

Lots of hugs and kisses from me and Kaylee.

Lots of hugs and kisses from me and Kaylee.
brustet vart då?
Mitt hjärta har en frusen inneboende med
pajat självförtroende som inte mår så bra.
Hon plockar fram allt det jag gömmer och minns
allt det jag glömmer och säger att hon är jag

pajat självförtroende som inte mår så bra.
Hon plockar fram allt det jag gömmer och minns
allt det jag glömmer och säger att hon är jag

Engelskan är ju kvar!
I made this hard decision to go back to my old blog. Im doing this because this blog has three years of my life three years of old archives. And i start the new/old blog with a picture.

A picture of me and my soulmate.

A picture of me and my soulmate.
