Josefine Jonsson Startsidan | Blogg | Fotoalbum | Gästbok Debatt | Om mig | Logga in Må Ti On To Fr Lö Sö 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 << Juni (2023) >> Arkiv 2008 Januari (1) 2007 Juli (1) 2007 Februari (1) 2007 Januari (1) 2006 November (1) 2006 Oktober (1) 2006 September (1) 2006 Augusti (4) Kategorier Allt (4) djur (2) hmm? (3) Joseph (0) kompiss (1) teater (1) Nya inlägg 2008 Östanvik :) Hej Hej Nytt år monstret i snön Men..va jobbit! Mathilda och Petra! Sjuking som vill vara med på sång! Party, Party! ... Nya kommentarer flooding, again! The decline of all things, are inseparable from the time wasted, old times, will be the tears of the eyes, slowly become chaos. No tears in eyes with nostalgia, love, will disappear, could not find the old feeling, love is to be reduced to fragments of the edge. Heart breaks, then. Once the resentment, seats on the heart, the original resentment, became the theme of life. 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Henry Kissinger~ The great tragedies of history occur not when right confronts wrong but when two rights confront each other. nämen vad kul då!! jag saknar oxå joseph!!jag har oxå varit med kompisar:) Statistik Inlägg: 11 Kommentarer: 7 Sök i denna blogg 2008 GOTT NYTT ÅR, ! :D 1 Januari 2008  | hmm? | 2 kommentarer Kommentarer flooding, again! The decline of all things, are inseparable from the time wasted, old times, will be the tears of the eyes, slowly become chaos. No tears in eyes with nostalgia, love, will disappear, could not find the old feeling, love is to be reduced to fragments of the edge. Heart breaks, then. Once the resentment, seats on the heart, the original resentment, became the theme of life. Love can grow old, the resentment, also at the time of the spring tide, smooth edges. When no grudge against God or man, know, once hate, resentment and hatred with love, in this moment, like a dust, very little. Thank you, give me the most tender memories. At the time, know what I mean, you will sense, true to shake the world. Time to go, wax into tears, not negative strong affection. Pillow quilt, harps, landscape is good. I used to love you, give me full of memories. For every dream inside, see once love, in lake rippled gently, then, eventually not regret, that you have never had the feeling. No results, only the process of love, a little warm lens cover, sad parting! Thank you, give me beautiful moment. Handle, derived from the edge to break up, just cause, as. On the outside, see snow, love is gone Webbplats: http://www.coachpursesfactoryoutletonline.org Skrivet av coach purses den 5 December 2012 04:07 flooding, again! The decline of all things, are inseparable from the time wasted, old times, will be the tears of the eyes, slowly become chaos. No tears in eyes with nostalgia, love, will disappear, could not find the old feeling, love is to be reduced to fragments of the edge. Heart breaks, then. Once the resentment, seats on the heart, the original resentment, became the theme of life. Love can grow old, the resentment, also at the time of the spring tide, smooth edges. When no grudge against God or man, know, once hate, resentment and hatred with love, in this moment, like a dust, very little. Thank you, give me the most tender memories. At the time, know what I mean, you will sense, true to shake the world. Time to go, wax into tears, not negative strong affection. Pillow quilt, harps, landscape is good. I used to love you, give me full of memories. For every dream inside, see once love, in lake rippled gently, then, eventually not regret, that you have never had the feeling. No results, only the process of love, a little warm lens cover, sad parting! Thank you, give me beautiful moment. Handle, derived from the edge to break up, just cause, as. On the outside, see snow, love is gone Webbplats: http://www.coachpursesfactoryoutletonline.org Skrivet av coach purses den 5 December 2012 04:07 Skriv en kommentar Namn: E-post: Webbplats: Kom ihåg mig? Din kommentar: vilken färg har solen: (för att lura spam robotar) 12.000 webbutiker! | alltomklader.se (c) 2011, nogg.se & Josefine Jonsson                                             Skaffa en gratis hemsida