sailor 1+2
He lit a cigarette and stare intensely at the grass-covered ground beneath our feet. Inhaled, exhaled. He tought of the seas and how he wished they embraced him. Then he looked up at me and invited me to have some of that cigarette.
"Hm, no, thanks.." Didn't feel for it. It sometimes made me sick thinking of the poison filling my lungs.
"Hm, no, thanks.." Didn't feel for it. It sometimes made me sick thinking of the poison filling my lungs.
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Postat av: J
Looking at a beautiful girl.
Hope you have fun at home, well; I have here in Berlin. You know what I'm thinking about this text, your stories and novels. You amaze me. See you soon.
xxx
Postat av: amanda
alltid lika fint nadja, älskar hur du beskriver saker och ting.
Postat av: 777
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Postat av: Maja
Fint halsband!
Postat av: Christine
vackra vän .
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