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Anton sanoo:
vena ja går o söka te
Radee sanoo:
dedä e en från min "coola" porukka

^ hhahahahaa ei vittu lol x'DDDDDDDDDDDDD ^


Radee sanoo:
heimen passar de ti alla att ja tar ba bort era mesen o sen talar vi aldri mera?
Radee sanoo:
förutom anton<3 <

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aww, little gay are we? xD

Radee sanoo:
jeeepp, ha sån fiilis att min status sku fa liite ner ba
Zumiya sanoo:
oj neeej alla komr o börja haukkuu dj om du sku prata me oss?
Zumiya sanoo:
den kan int sjunka mer
Tuuli sanoo:
exactly

Zumiya sanoo:
vi kan börja huutelee efter er i korridorena
Tuuli sanoo:
TAVIS!!!
Radee sanoo:
viiist...
Anton sanoo:
ja går i prakticum kära 92 emon <

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ooh practicum e såå jävla STATUS!! xDDDDD


Anton sanoo:
kan emon bli bruna? <

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Lolz

Warn your warmth to turn away
Here itÂ’s December, everyday
Press your lips to the sculptures
And surely youÂ’ll stay (love like winter)
For of sugar and ice.. I am made, I am made

ItÂ’s in the blood, itÂ’s in the blood
I met my love before I was born
He wanted love. I taste of blood
He bit my lip, and drank my war
From years before, from years before

She exhales vanilla lace,
I barely dreamt her yesterday (yesterdayÂ…)
Read the lines in the mirror through the lipstick trace:
"Por Siempre."
She said, “It seems you’re somewhere, far away"
To his face.

ItÂ’s in the blood, itÂ’s in the blood
I met my love, before I was born
She wanted love, I taste of blood
She bit my lip, and drank my war
From years before, from years before

Love like winterÂ… OhÂ… OhÂ…
Love like winterÂ… winterÂ… 3Â…4Â…

ItÂ’s in the blood, itÂ’s in the blood
I met my love, before I was born
He wanted love, I taste of blood
He bit my lip, and drank my war
From years before, from years before

The bass, the rock
The mic, the treble
I like my coffee black
Just like my metal

http://alypaa.com/yhteisot/pelit/Stephanie+Meyer
lol vem äger?! xDD

yeps kaksi tyttöä SEILAILEMASSA yli 60 miehen kanssa 4 päivää. ei ollu vaan vähän hauskaa! xD

b: himmee paljastelia pupu.
f: juu vitun pervo pupu

Well we got no choice
All the girls and boys
Makin all that noise
'Cause they found new toys
Well we can't salute ya
Can't find a flag
If that don't suit ya
That's a drag

School's out for summer
School's out forever
School's been blown to pieces

No more pencils
No more books
No more teacher's dirty looks

Well we got no class
And we got no principles
And we got no innocence
We can't even think of a word that rhymes

School's out for summer
School's out forever
School's been blown to pieces

No more pencils
No more books
No more teacher's dirty looks

Out for summer
Out till fall
We might not go back at all

School's out forever
School's out for summer
School's out with fever
School's out completely