jeg er meg :) jeg sparker ikke.. jeg slår ikke.. jeg biter ikke (så hardt;)) og jeg liker ikke krokanis ;D
it must have been a rainy day when you were born,but it wasnt really rain,the sky was crying bec it lost his most beautiful angel.. yeah.. THATS how awesome I am ;D
God saw you getting tired - a cure wasn't meant to be. So he put his arms around you, and whispered "Come with me". With broken hearts we loved you - because we heard you had passed away. Although we loved you deeply, we couldn't make you stay. Your golden heart stopped beating, hard working hands to rest. God broke our hearts to prove to us - he only takes the best.