Dagen: Fotbollsträning... ja, det tog väl i princip hela dagen. Vakna.. åkte till fotbollen, hemma runt 5- halv 6, så jo mycket annat har jag inte orkat med nu efteråt. Lat? jovarsssssss
Ser fram emot två studiedagar i veckan, väl behövliga kan jag lova. Dom ska spenderas genom att sova, sova & sova lite till. (Nu ljög jag)
Åch nöff, nu har jag inget mer att berätta, häh. pössiidössii.


Oh God, please don't tell me this has been in vain. I need answers for what all the waiting I've done means. You kill me, you've got some nerve, but can't face your mistakes. I know what I should do, but I just can't turn away. So go on love, leave while there's still hope for escape. Got to take what you can these days, There's so much ahead, so much regret. I know what you want to say. I know it but can't help feeling differently. I loved you, and I should have said it, but tell me just what has it ever meant
I can't help it baby, this is who I am. Sorry, but I can't just go turn off how I feel. You kill me, you build me up, but just to watch me break. I know what I should do, but I just can't walk away