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anette, 6 år. ihvertfall noen ganger. helst er jeg anette 17, 14 eller de egentlige 24 år. Noen ganger føler jeg meg som 75, minst. liker ord&bilder, lydheletiden, film, latter, spill, sarkasme, snillisme, farger, teit dansing, Jesus, interiørblader, tegneserier, gamle nintendospill- kjæreste, familie, venner- mennesker generelt. i´m a happy turkey.
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Du skal komme i kveld som du er, lille venn.
Men vær som du var aller først!
O, kom, så begynner vi forfra igjen
Men vær som du var aller først!
O, kom, så begynner vi forfra igjen
life in mono
The stranger sang a theme
From someone else’s dream
The leaves began to fall
And no one spoke at all
But I can’t seem to recall
When you came along
Ingenue
Ingenue
I just don’t know what to do
The tree-lined avenue
Begins to fade from view
Drowning past regrets
In tea and cigarettes
But I can’t seem to forget
When you came along
Ingenue
From someone else’s dream
The leaves began to fall
And no one spoke at all
But I can’t seem to recall
When you came along
Ingenue
Ingenue
I just don’t know what to do
The tree-lined avenue
Begins to fade from view
Drowning past regrets
In tea and cigarettes
But I can’t seem to forget
When you came along
Ingenue
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haha dritkul! digga da hun dro fram ballongen!!
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