love is on the dole
Nu är min första surrealistiska teckning klar XD Den är faktiskt. snygg. Jag tycker mycket om den. Om jag bara gör om den failiga kasettbandspelaren så kan jag fan hänga upp den på väggen! Men det kommer jag ju inte göra. Aja, jag diggar den, massor. Den är skum, men det är okej. Surrealistiskt=skumt. Dock bara lite surrealistisk. Och bara lite skum. Mest fin. förutom liksom. den nordöstra delen liksom. Måste förbättras. NU SKA JAG SLUTA TJATA.
Imorgon ska vi köpa vattenpipa WOHOW! Yahayaaaah!
Jag är beroende av the Libertines demoalbum Legs 11. Mmh.
Vet att ni inte gillare men ni kan ta er och put a banana in your ear. You'll never be happy if you live your life in fear so go put a banana in your ear.
Every sweet little lie ever whispered to you now rings true
No need to wake the sleeping dogs when they'll just turn on you
I'll make my way instead to the foots of your ivory tower
But no love do I find there amongst the leaves and the dying flowers
What became of the lover in you
Beat the swine black and blue
You and I, me and you
What became of the lover in you
What became of the lover in you
The Thames and the Mersey, the Thyne and the Wear and the Clyde
They spew slums like gravey on the banks of the poisonous tyde
They washed up the pale thin girl, alone in her ivory tower
Scratching her skin with the thorns that grow on the stems of the wild flower
What became of the lover in you
Beat the swine black and blue
You and I, me and you
What became of the lover in you
What became of the working class
Nike, Reebok, Adidas,
Scratchcards, pimples, ecstasy
Hooray fo the 21st Century
Living in a looking glass as the beauty of life goes by
You're going to be so old, you're going to be so old
Your skin so cold
Hooray for the 21st Century
Imorgon ska vi köpa vattenpipa WOHOW! Yahayaaaah!
Jag är beroende av the Libertines demoalbum Legs 11. Mmh.
Vet att ni inte gillare men ni kan ta er och put a banana in your ear. You'll never be happy if you live your life in fear so go put a banana in your ear.
Every sweet little lie ever whispered to you now rings true
No need to wake the sleeping dogs when they'll just turn on you
I'll make my way instead to the foots of your ivory tower
But no love do I find there amongst the leaves and the dying flowers
What became of the lover in you
Beat the swine black and blue
You and I, me and you
What became of the lover in you
What became of the lover in you
The Thames and the Mersey, the Thyne and the Wear and the Clyde
They spew slums like gravey on the banks of the poisonous tyde
They washed up the pale thin girl, alone in her ivory tower
Scratching her skin with the thorns that grow on the stems of the wild flower
What became of the lover in you
Beat the swine black and blue
You and I, me and you
What became of the lover in you
What became of the working class
Nike, Reebok, Adidas,
Scratchcards, pimples, ecstasy
Hooray fo the 21st Century
Living in a looking glass as the beauty of life goes by
You're going to be so old, you're going to be so old
Your skin so cold
Hooray for the 21st Century
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Postat av: susanna
åh libertines. SHIT MARIAAHAHAHA JAG SKA SE PETE I SOMMAR.
jag vill se teckningen! pronto!
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