Tuesday, April 14
Jag kommer göra dig lycklig baby, bara vänta och se. För varje kyss du ger mig ska jag ge dig tre.
Kristofer drinking beer in the park with me and my brother this weekend when we had a spur of the moment BBQ. It was really fab, except for some hippies having a sing-a-long as the sun went down. I just don't get that kind of stuff, it freaks me out.