to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won't. And we're slowly learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed off.
söndagssmak i min mun. igår var det vin, kvinnor och sång. i singularis, i alla fall vad gäller kvinnor.
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