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These are all the pictures of me and my friends in the sun. Seemingly I'm having a great time, but don't be fooled. It's all existential angst what goes on behind them big sunglasses. (Still I guess my life is fab on my blog.)

btw: I'm sorry Mr. Jackson (I am for real) :/

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Tuesday melancholic, Wednesday euphoric, Today? the weather is to fantastic.

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bergensere uten gensere ligger strødd i alle parker, som slakt på slagmarker ( Read more... )

I love tweaking the loose ends of the soles of my converse all stars. The smell of old rubber, the way it sort of crumbles. Not wearing Doc's means it's spring. The people are coming out of the wood works, all done hibernating it's almost to much and I feel alcoholism creeping on. Come old friend the streets are empty, all we have to do is climb ( Read more... )

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