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Isukki se vaan lekottelee lämpimässä Thaimaan auringon alla, kun minä rämmin ulkona sateessa ja kylmässä tuulessa ja odotan kauhulla koeviikkoa.
Ei kiva 8<

Kävin vähän tiputtelee hiuksii kampaamon lattialle.
Kampaaja ihmetteli että mikä siinä on, vaikka se kuinka paljon ohentaa niin mulla niitä hiuksia riittää :o
Ei riitä enään, oon kalju :<
Hihihi, menit ja uskoit :p

Pitääkö kaikki tehä välttämättä niin helvetin vaikeeks?

Mitchell Davis, uaaahhhh ♥

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l0emjCZJVuA

Kuuletko kuinka madot yskii, köh köh. Maahan ne kolon kaivertaa, krunks krunks. Sitten ne vääntyy ja sitten ne kääntyy eikä niitä näy ollenkaan! Kun ne on poissa, on kolo vaan. Kun ne tulee takaisin, on kolo paikallaan!
Yks, kaks, kol! KUULETKO KUINKA MADOT YSKII, KÖH KÖH..!

Tampere oli ehkä siistein, kiits tytöt<3

Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
In seventy-seven and sixty-nine revolution was in the air
I was born too late into a world that doesn't care
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair

When the head of state didn't play guitar
Not everybody drove a car
When music really mattered and when radio was king
When accountants didn't have control
And the media couldn't buy your soul
And computers were still scary and we didn't know everything

Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
In seventy-seven and sixty-nine revolution was in the air
I was born too late into a world that doesn't care
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair

When pop stars still remained a myth
And ignorance could still be bliss
And when god saved the queen she turned a whiter shade of pale
My mom and dad were in their teens
And anarchy was still a dream
And the only way to stay in touch was a letter in the mail

Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
In seventy-seven and sixty-nine revolution was in the air
I was born too late into a world that doesn't care
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair

When record shops were still on top
And vinyl was all that they stocked
And the super info highway was still drifting out in space
Kids were wearing hand me downs
And playing games meant kick arounds
And footballers still had long hair and dirt across their face

Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
In seventy-seven and sixty-nine revolution was in the air
I was born too late into a world that doesn't care
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
I was born too late into a world that doesn't care
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair


I Wish I Was A Punk Rocker - Sandi Thom

Jonna sanoo:
sä olet tyhmempi kuin mä, saavutus. 8)

Ostin kympillä rumat valkoset kengät.
Hypin pöpelikössä ja sillan alla ja kalojen päällä ja pellolla, mutta vielä ne vaan on valkoset.
Vittu.

Ihan ku olisin aina asunu pimeessä huoneessa, jonne joku sitten viime yönä räväytti valot päälle.

nra. sanoo:
näin tänään keravan emoimman emon : D

nra. sanoo:
kuolasin sen perään.

Jee. sanoo:
katoitko peiliin?


hihihihiiiii. En oikeesti kattonu.