Stan är full av tanter och tragik
Today is the Spring Equinox and I said a little prayer; the sky is blue and the snow is melting and it's starting to feel just a little bit lighter.
I am wanting, longing. I want adventures, staying up all night telling secrets, running down the streets of Gothenburg, picnics in the park, Håkan Hellström, scraped knees and sunlight on my face. I miss having a best friend like her. Life was always good with her; everything was beautiful and nothing hurt. We had each other, we were like sisters, and I miss that closeness.
I miss having a life.
Den här gången kanske världen förstår oss..
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