February 2012
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haven’t been home long but now i’m off again. this time to the sun and to some kind of vacation. honestly, it’s going to be lovely.
xx sara
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p.s är rätt ensamt på den här sidan av jorden också
hej raring. mår bra, åker till solen jag med snart. saknar dej dock, kan vi bara åka tillbaka tack? lyssnar bara på killarna ovan, har gått och blivit alldeles hooked, såklart. no surprices here. blev vän med fransmannen på fb också, hehe. ha det bra och njut av solen men kom hem snart för saknar dej och stockholm är inte så bra tyvärr. massa massa kärlek x
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honestly i just want to go back to copenhagen drinking beer and smoking in the bars and dance all night and meet the boys just one more time and walking around in the streets feeling free and careless and just hang out with three such good persons and live at that strange collective with the whole apartment smelling cigarettes and people having sex in the bathrooms and go to the concert one more...
“One day you fall for this boy. And he touches you with his fingers. And he burns...”
– The Tracey Fragments (via obdormio)
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okey, now I’m home from Copenhagen. the weekend was basically drinking beer, dancing ‘til five in the morning and hanging with the Maccabees. I’d say that’s a good weekend.
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BYE BYE OFF TO COPENHAGEN.
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“Roses are red
Violets are blue
Vodka costs less
Than dinner for two”
– (via vodkaandvogue)
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“I’m almost never serious, and I’m always too serious. Too deep, too shallow. Too...”
– Ferdinand von Schrubentauffrt (via katelizabeth)
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jag vill inte känna någonting.
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“I look calm on the outside but I spend months, weeks and hours not sleeping,...”
– Tom Ford (via hal-cy-on)
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one hour left of seventeen.
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