She had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes, and I knew without asking she was into the blues. She wore scarlet begonias, tucked into her curls. I knew right away she was not like other girls - Grateful Dead, 1974
onsdag 2 mars 2011
Ragis?
Ragis, ær det du pappa? Nææh, men jag har ju førsøkt att INTE låta så pessimistisk. Men jag børjar faktiskt bli leds nu. Eller, jag har som tappat stinget. Kænner mig lite lætt apatisk, som att inget spelar någon roll!
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