pallar inte mer nu..
asso mår inte så bra just nu.. men ville bara säga. kommer inte blogga på ett ta nu, måste ta en stund o tänka, vill hälsa en sak till min ängel,
tack för att du finns min älskling,
<3
tack för att du finns min älskling,
du finns alltid där när jag mår skit,
du är min ängel lina nilsson<3
<3
GOD JUL! <3
[23:12:16] Per Ankarbåge: I was going to school with my friend. While we were walking, I found a piece of paper laying on the ground.
I picked it up and my friend quickly stole it from my hands and, after a brief look at the paper, the son of a bitch punched me right in my face.
I passed out, and when I woke up, I retrieved the paper which was again laying on the ground and ran as fast as I could to get to school, since I had an exam.
When I got there, my teacher asked me why I was late. I told him that when I was coming to school, I found a paper, my friend took a look at it, punched me, so I passed out.
The teacher doubted of it, and asked me to see the paper. I showed him. He grabbed me and threw me right in the principal's office.
When asked by the principal why I was there, I told him that when I was going to school I found a piece of paper laying on the ground, a friend of mine picked it up and punched me,
so I arrived late at school, and the teacher asked me to show him what was it, so he took me here. The principal, like the teacher, asked to see what was written on the paper, so I showed him.
(TO BE CONTINUED 1/5)
After looking at the paper, the principal expelled me. After that, I went home, and because I arrived earlier, my mother asked me what was wrong. I told her that when I was going to
school, I found a paper and a friend of mine punched me, so I arrived late at school, the teacher asked to see the paper and sent me to the principal's office. When I arrived there the principal
expelled me. My mother, like the others, asked to see what was in the paper, so I showed her, and after looking at it, she sent me to my bedroom and told me to wait for my father to get home from work.
I waited three hours at my bedroom for my father to arrive, and as soon as he stepped in, my mother told him to come and speak to me. He asked what happened, so I explained him: When I was going to
school I found a paper, which a friend of mine picked up from my hand and punched me, so I arrived late at school, the teacher asked to see the paper and sent me to the principal, so he expelled me.
My father asked me what could it be written on this paper that could make all these bad things happen to me. He took the paper from my hands carefully, looked at it, then back up at me. I never saw him that mad.
I want you out of this house right now. Pack and leave. These were his words.
(TO BE CONTINUED 2/5)
As a homeless person, I had to find a shelter, so I went to the local church. I set on the bench and prayed for a few minutes. I couldn't stand the pain of being punched, expelled from school and from my home.
I was crying. The priest noticed and came to talk to me. He asked what was wrong with me. I told him that when I was going to school I found a paper, so a friend of mine stole it and punched me, so my teacher
asked why I was late and I showed her paper, so she sent me to the principal's office, where I was expelled, and when I got home I showed my mother the paper, so she sent me to my bedroom, and when my father
came talk to me, he expelled me from my home. The priest couldn't understand the reason of so much anger and asked me to show him the damned paper. I showed him. Like all others, he expelled me from the church
and said that I should never come back again. My world fell apart. I couldn't stand it anymore. I had to find a way out of this nightmare. I couldn't hold my chin up anymore. I got off the church with my pack and walked a few meters away from there.
(TO BE CONTINUED 3/5)
When I was crossing the street a truck came and hit me right in the back. I died. My sins? Well, I paid for them. I went to hell. When I arrived there, I met the Devil, and with his demonic voice, he asked me why I was there.
I told him I didn't know, but I got hit by a truck. He said that everything happens for a reason, and told me that there must be a reason of why I crossed that street that time. So I told him that when I was going to school I found a
paper on the ground, so I friend of mine punched me right in my face, when I woke up I ran to my school, and when I got there my teacher asked me why I was late, so I told him about the paper and the punch, after that he sent me to the principal's office.
Then the principal asked me to show the paper, and expelled me. When I got home, my mother asked what was wrong and I showed her the paper, so she sent me to my bedroom. When my father arrived I showed him the paper and he kicked me out of my house.
I went to the church to seek a shelter, the priest asked me what was wrong, so I showed him the paper and he kicked me out of the church. The Devil had a strange look on his face.
(TO BE CONTINUED 4/5)
He asked me to see the paper. I showed him. He got it. He looked at it. He crumpled it. He threw it away.
(The end)
I was going to school with my friend. While we were walking, I found a piece of paper laying on the ground.
I picked it up and my friend quickly stole it from my hands and, after a brief look at the paper, the son of a bitch punched me right in my face.
I passed out, and when I woke up, I retrieved the paper which was again laying on the ground and ran as fast as I could to get to school, since I had an exam.
When I got there, my teacher asked me why I was late. I told him that when I was coming to school, I found a paper, my friend took a look at it, punched me, so I passed out.
The teacher doubted of it, and asked me to see the paper. I showed him. He grabbed me and threw me right in the principal's office.
When asked by the principal why I was there, I told him that when I was going to school I found a piece of paper laying on the ground, a friend of mine picked it up and punched me,
so I arrived late at school, and the teacher asked me to show him what was it, so he took me here. The principal, like the teacher, asked to see what was written on the paper, so I showed him.
(TO BE CONTINUED 1/5)
After looking at the paper, the principal expelled me. After that, I went home, and because I arrived earlier, my mother asked me what was wrong. I told her that when I was going to
school, I found a paper and a friend of mine punched me, so I arrived late at school, the teacher asked to see the paper and sent me to the principal's office. When I arrived there the principal
expelled me. My mother, like the others, asked to see what was in the paper, so I showed her, and after looking at it, she sent me to my bedroom and told me to wait for my father to get home from work.
I waited three hours at my bedroom for my father to arrive, and as soon as he stepped in, my mother told him to come and speak to me. He asked what happened, so I explained him: When I was going to
school I found a paper, which a friend of mine picked up from my hand and punched me, so I arrived late at school, the teacher asked to see the paper and sent me to the principal, so he expelled me.
My father asked me what could it be written on this paper that could make all these bad things happen to me. He took the paper from my hands carefully, looked at it, then back up at me. I never saw him that mad.
I want you out of this house right now. Pack and leave. These were his words.
(TO BE CONTINUED 2/5)
As a homeless person, I had to find a shelter, so I went to the local church. I set on the bench and prayed for a few minutes. I couldn't stand the pain of being punched, expelled from school and from my home.
I was crying. The priest noticed and came to talk to me. He asked what was wrong with me. I told him that when I was going to school I found a paper, so a friend of mine stole it and punched me, so my teacher
asked why I was late and I showed her paper, so she sent me to the principal's office, where I was expelled, and when I got home I showed my mother the paper, so she sent me to my bedroom, and when my father
came talk to me, he expelled me from my home. The priest couldn't understand the reason of so much anger and asked me to show him the damned paper. I showed him. Like all others, he expelled me from the church
and said that I should never come back again. My world fell apart. I couldn't stand it anymore. I had to find a way out of this nightmare. I couldn't hold my chin up anymore. I got off the church with my pack and walked a few meters away from there.
(TO BE CONTINUED 3/5)
When I was crossing the street a truck came and hit me right in the back. I died. My sins? Well, I paid for them. I went to hell. When I arrived there, I met the Devil, and with his demonic voice, he asked me why I was there.
I told him I didn't know, but I got hit by a truck. He said that everything happens for a reason, and told me that there must be a reason of why I crossed that street that time. So I told him that when I was going to school I found a
paper on the ground, so I friend of mine punched me right in my face, when I woke up I ran to my school, and when I got there my teacher asked me why I was late, so I told him about the paper and the punch, after that he sent me to the principal's office.
Then the principal asked me to show the paper, and expelled me. When I got home, my mother asked what was wrong and I showed her the paper, so she sent me to my bedroom. When my father arrived I showed him the paper and he kicked me out of my house.
I went to the church to seek a shelter, the priest asked me what was wrong, so I showed him the paper and he kicked me out of the church. The Devil had a strange look on his face.
(TO BE CONTINUED 4/5)
He asked me to see the paper. I showed him. He got it. He looked at it. He crumpled it. He threw it away.
(The end)
god jul alla! idag e det jul :) fast klockan e typ 20 över 12:) men men ville bara hälsa alla en riktigt god jul nu då ! :) hoppas ni vart snälla i år ;) God Jul Alla! :D <3 här e några bra jul låter som ni kan lyssna på :) : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K5bo4VDEH-U
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HWv72L4wgCc
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ONyXSnL2LtA&feature=related
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fVxsfRfcmfE
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HWv72L4wgCc
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ONyXSnL2LtA&feature=related
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fVxsfRfcmfE
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nMcEuS2-CuY&feature=related
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DQ_v0iny-Hw&feature=related
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dobpeXTgjGg&feature=related
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DQ_v0iny-Hw&feature=related
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dobpeXTgjGg&feature=related
(känsliga tittare varnas)
Puss&Runk;***<3333
Puss&Runk;***<3333
doggystyle (a)
imon ska man till äventyrs badet i sandvik med julia o familj :) det blir säker mega kul ;D medans hon e proffs simmare så simmar jag hundsim (y) känner mig väldigt proffsig x) men vi får väl se hur det går ;D jaja nu måste jag sova om jag ska årka gå upp imon o åka iväg ;) på vägrn hrm lir det McDonalds eller MAX, jeffla tjockis man e(y) men soft blire(a) hejdå på er <3
Puss&Runk;**<333
Puss&Runk;**<333
film mys med lina;*<3
haha, adam skulle komma men han dissa :< så jag o lina hade film kväll själva :( men det vart ju super mysigt iaf ;*<3 här e lite bilder;) :
(P.S. vi va väldigt flumm D.S. )
ursch :s
min söta lilla lina ;* som inte gillar att va med på bild P:
gästbloggning!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
heeeeeeeej Lina här!:D
Michelle vela att ja skulle gästblogga för hon inte kan blogga.....
Aja vi ska snart bada i snön:o sjukt men skönt ;D
Har inget att skriva om... bye bitches
Michelle vela att ja skulle gästblogga för hon inte kan blogga.....
Aja vi ska snart bada i snön:o sjukt men skönt ;D
Har inget att skriva om... bye bitches
Filmkväll<3
filmkväll med bästa Lina och Adam i helgen :D<3 Det kommer bli skit kul ;D massa godis oc dricka blire oxå såklart :3 det blir nog nån skräck film och nån komedi kanske :D<3 Adam kommer till stan för att va med mig o Lina, aww :) haha men jag ska lägga ut bilder sen ;D<3 det blir nog bra :)
Men vi hörs sen :)
min söta lina ;*<3
Har ingen bild på Adam för tillfället,
Eller jo men han blir nog sur på mig
om jag lägger ut den xD
Puss&Runk;***<333
DU ÄR SÅ SÖÖT MIN KÄRA LILLA LINA!
JAG ÄLSKAR DIG SÖTPOTATISEN ;*******<333333333333 ÄVEN OM DU HAR LUDD I NAVELN IBLAND, MEN DET GÖR INGET FÖR DU ÄR VAKER PÅ INSIDAN PLUTTIS::D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D
min söta rara underbara uppblåsbara lina<3
titta, älskling alldeles kall å våt D:<3
aww mitt lilla pucko <3
va söt du e min lilla porris <3
Puss&Runk pådig lina nilsson!;***<333