sometimes when i miss you, i put those records on.


some things are ment for me, some for you. and some, some are simply made for us.


smoke your cigarettes of love.


as long as we're together we'll be fine


some days.. ♥


the truth about sundays


live for autumns.


i think people treat you nicer when you're prettier


för jag vill veta om kärlek finns


you were never mine to lose.



it's okay not to be okay


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