Kajsa
I had to strain my ears to hear, her voice was so soft as she spoke, the emotion in her words, almost tangible. "That's when we knew that things would never be the same," she said, her eyes gazing off as if into some memory only she could see, tucked deep into the shadows of her mind. "I began to see more of the
I love bread. Bread in America IS NOT quality bread. In fact, I think its a kind of poison. Bread in Europe is different...as the kids say, it "hits" different. Also, lets not forget about the amazing flat breads from Pakistan, India, Afghanistan..."naan"---these are the things of dreams
I'll be honest, I really like suckers. But I don't call the lillipops. That term, lillipop, seems old fashioned. Like the goldie oldie, "lillipop, lillipop, oh lolly lollipop." I don't feel comfortable saying it...its not really my generation. I also think when I invision lollipops, I think of fance
"Baby you're a firework..." The KAty Perry lyrics stuck in her head and no matter what she did, she couldn't get them to go away. That had been her favorite song two weeks ago, but ever since the firework accident with her hand, that song had become torture for her.
The fourth of july was oging to be AMAZING.
Umbrella ella ella hey hey hey...thats what Rhianna said. Buthonestly, I don't want anyone standing under my umbrella. Move girl, get out the way. Actually, I am a sharing type of person, but once I start thinking about song lyrics, it can go on for days.
You and me girl down by
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