I solemnly swear that I am up to no good.

23 September, 2010 17:10 | fotografi |

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mischief managed
bättre sent än aldrig,
There are some things you can't share without ending up liking each other, and knocking out a twelve-foot mountain troll is one of them.
like a feather you fall
she ran away in her sleep and dreamed of para-para-paradise, every time she closed her eyes
i en sömnig liten stad, åh ingen annanstans, kan man vara ensam som just här
och då skulle det vara dans, dans, dans
there once was a boy named harry..
I must have done something right, to deserve you in my life.
har du tänkt på att vi nästan aldrig lyfter vår blick från marken?
I've got no party to go to
there's been a long time since I had some fun
I don't think that you are sorry for what you did
the boy who lived
om du var vaken skulle jag ge dig allt det där, jag aldrig ger dig.
engångskamera ll
med åren blev hon en dröm, en saga, en ensam vandrares sympati.
engångskamera
there's so many wars we fought
breaker breaker