tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40953715792920862312009-10-13T05:26:44.102+02:00LOVE*CONFESSIONS*LIFEccnoreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095371579292086231.post-27844574010279495162008-01-02T16:37:00.000+01:002008-12-10T17:05:30.770+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NyDaoQJpcPQ/R3uv9IVxWCI/AAAAAAAAABI/At2rRJrE-h8/s1600-h/biritte.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NyDaoQJpcPQ/R3uv9IVxWCI/AAAAAAAAABI/At2rRJrE-h8/s320/biritte.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150904063573973026" /></a><br /><br />i can get on the telephone and call you up baby,<br />and <strong>honey</strong> i know you´ll be there to relieve me<br />the love you give to me will free me<br />if you don't know the things you´re dealing<br />i can tell you, darling, that it´s <strong>sexual healing</strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4095371579292086231-2784457401027949516?l=parant.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ccnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095371579292086231.post-26157142253096370912008-01-02T15:33:00.001+01:002008-12-10T17:05:31.032+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NyDaoQJpcPQ/R3uiAYVxWBI/AAAAAAAAABA/0FcGaTFJ_Vo/s1600-h/karlekskort1588.gif"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NyDaoQJpcPQ/R3uiAYVxWBI/AAAAAAAAABA/0FcGaTFJ_Vo/s320/karlekskort1588.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150888726245758994" /></a><br /><br />jag e kär. kär på riktigt. så som jag aldrig varit tidigare. ibland hatar jag honom så mycket att det gör ont. ibland älskar jag honom så mycket att det gör ont. att vara kär i mr big e smärtsamt<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4095371579292086231-2615714225309637091?l=parant.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ccnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095371579292086231.post-5475911283292926902007-12-29T21:51:00.000+01:002007-12-29T22:35:06.619+01:00<object width="425" height="355"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1t8vRxGfdpk&rel=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1t8vRxGfdpk&rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></object><br /><br />elvis har skrivit en låt om mig. <strong>moody blue</strong>.<br /><br />well, it´s hard to be a gambler betting on the number that changes every time. when, you think you´re gonna win. think she´s giving in a stranger´s all you find. yeah, it´s hard to figure out what she´s all about, but she's woman through and through. she´s a complicated lady, so color my baby moody blue.<br /><br />oh moody blue, tell me am i getting through. i keep hanging on try to learn the song, but i never do.<br />oh moody blue, tell me who i´m talking to. you´re like the night and day and it´s hard to say which one is you.<br /><br />well, when monday comes she´s tuesday. when tuesday comes she´s wednesday. into another day again. her personality unwinds just like a ball of twine on a spool that never ends. just when i think i know her well her emotions reveal she´s not the person that i though i knew. she´s a complicated lady, so color my baby moody blue.<br /><br /><strong>21:09</strong> ingen mr big har ringt.<br /><strong>21:10</strong> jag ringer upp mr big.<br /><strong>21:10</strong> mr big svarar som om inget hänt.<br /><br />undra om han gör sådär för att jag ska få en klump i magen. isåfall lyckas han jäkligt bra. vi ska ses imorgon. får se hur det går. han & jag har bara två lägen. jättebra eller jätttedåligt. jag brukar inte gilla <strong>lagom</strong>, men i detta fall skulle det vara ganska skönt.<strong></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4095371579292086231-547591128329292690?l=parant.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ccnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095371579292086231.post-7770338061612439272007-12-29T19:07:00.000+01:002007-12-29T19:23:15.758+01:00"<em>den som inte njuter av sitt eget sällskap har oftast ingen anledning till det</em>"<br />-coco chanel<br /><br /><strong>13:25</strong> ringer jag mr big. inget svar.<br /><strong>13:31</strong> skickar mr big ett sms. "<em>ringer senare. kram</em>"<br /><strong>19:06</strong> fortfarande ingen mr big som har ringt.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4095371579292086231-777033806161243927?l=parant.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ccnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095371579292086231.post-16167446816512825142007-12-29T18:25:00.001+01:002008-12-10T17:05:31.709+01:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NyDaoQJpcPQ/R3aDH4VxV9I/AAAAAAAAAAg/6QfVNMAw0MM/s1600-h/einstein.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NyDaoQJpcPQ/R3aDH4VxV9I/AAAAAAAAAAg/6QfVNMAw0MM/s320/einstein.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149447395350763474" /></a><br />jag e inte lika begaistrad i professorn längre. vi har haft en konstig relation professorn & jag. sen april. <strong>han e cool</strong> & speciell på ett speciellt sätt. tror vi kommer vara vänner länge. vill inte att han ska vara min, men ingen annans heller. det e väl en schysst deal.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4095371579292086231-1616744681651282514?l=parant.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ccnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095371579292086231.post-80969667911288740102007-12-29T17:47:00.000+01:002007-12-29T19:22:23.375+01:00<object width="425" height="355"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TYzRJg0iXNs&rel=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TYzRJg0iXNs&rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></object><br /><br />världens fulaste band spelar världens bästa musik. magic numbers på berns. <br /><br /><strong>texten ger magvärk</strong> & tillägnas mr big. upptäckte häromdagen att han e lik riktiga sex and the city mr big. till både utseende & beteende. borde ju vara oroväckade.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4095371579292086231-8096966791128874010?l=parant.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ccnoreply@blogger.com0