ko es izdarīju??????



es eju, jo nav iedvesmas apstāties.

nav iedvesmas.

ok. man ir problēma. es laikam nemāku būt laimīga.

šit.

Black is the color of my true love's hair
His face so soft and wondrous fair
The purest eyes
and the strongest hands
I love the ground on where he stands
I love the ground on where he stands

Black is the color of my true love's hair
Of my true love's hair
Of my true love's hair

Oh I love my lover
and where he goes
yes, I love the ground on where he goes
And still I hope
that the time will come
when he and I will be as one
when he and I will be as one

So black is the color of my true love's hair
Black is the color of my true love's hair
Black is the color of my true love's hair

Ar Pētera palîdzîbu
Kâmîts apēd batereju.
Tagad visu vasariņu
Bûs mums jauka naktslampiņa




un tumshajaa, lietainajaa rudens vakaraa es saaku dzirdeet nacistiskaas pavasara skanjas.



"Gift" - dāvana? nekā!! inde.


sadisms. aizrauj. ar vadu sasietas rokas un izšūšana. kas to spej aizstāt, hm? maigums?