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Hej på er! Sitter just nu i skolan och har rast, men är helt ensam i klassrummet.. forver alone typ?
Jaja, ska snart åka bort till slöjden. Den här rasten suger verkligen, för man hinner inte göra något.
Jag är bäst på träslöjd.................
Har inga planer för idag sen, skulle varit med älskling men mamma är sjuk så det blev inte så. Kanske tar och gör våfflor eller nåt sånt!
Pööösss
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Juppp.. Såhär ser då mitt gymnasieval ut!
1. Estet, Musik, Katedralskolan Skara
2. Samhäll, Katedralskolan Skara
3. Estet, Dans, Katedralskolan Skara
Hoppas sjuuuuuuuuuuukt mycket på att komma in på mitt förstaval! Riktigt nervös inför antagningsprovet.
- chao -
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- gammal bild -
Second chances they don't ever matter, people never change
Once a whore you're nothing more, I'm sorry, that'll never change
And about forgiveness, we're both supposed to have exchanged.
Sorry honey, but I passed it up, now look this way
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It's staying up late for each other, and barely staying awake in class the next day.
It's passing each other in between classes and stopping to say hi, but ending up running to your next class right before the bell rings.
It's going to the mall, wandering around hand in hand, with a silence that's comfortable.
it's watching a movie in the theaters with his arm slowly creeping onto your shoulders and resting your head in his arms.
it's walking around at night, for no reason at all; his chest, her head, looking at the stars.
It's the uncertainty of how long it will last, a risk you're both willing to take, even if it means you'll have a broken heart.
It's like true love, not like, nor lust, nor infatuation.
it's teenage love, here to stay, here to play with our hearts and never go away.
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