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Ska plugga, fixar te och kladdkaka, börjar lyssna på denna låt (Big Star-thirteen) blir lite åhåhåhig,

Won't you let me walk you home from school
Won't you let me meet you at the pool
Maybe Friday I can
get tickets for the dance
and I'll take you
Won't you tell your dad, "Get off my back"
Tell him what we said 'bout 'Paint It Black'
Rock 'n Roll is here to stay
Come inside where it's okay
And I'll shake you.
Won't you tell me what you're thinking of
Would you be an outlaw for my love
If it's so, well, let me know
If it's "no", well, I can go
I won't make you

Byter till Doktor Kosmos. Kikar på lite bloggar. Religion var det ja, nu nu nuuuuuu, skriv för fan, har allt i huvudet men inget kan jag knappa in i datorn. MERDE!

Har varit med Fanny hela dagen, promenad,kaffe, äta pasta= borde liksom va utvilad och redo att plugga

me too
 je suis feignant

åh jag gillar fantasi-känslor...

"I guess I'm anti-marriage "

"It Ain't Me, Babe

Go 'way from my window,
Leave at your own chosen speed.
I'm not the one you want, babe,
I'm not the one you need.
You say you're lookin' for someone
Never weak but always strong,
To protect you an' defend you
Whether you are right or wrong,
Someone to open each and every door,
But it ain't me, babe,
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe,
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe."

Bob Dylans vackra text + Joan baez röst = maravilloso

Je suis venu te dire que je m'en vais

man anpassar sig efter den man talar med , den personen anpassar sig även efter moi,
vårt samtal blir anpassat efter anpassningar ...

je suis désolé.
je te trouve très beau