• I'll think I'll get out of here
    Where I can run just as fast as I can
    To the middle of nowhere
    To the middle of my frustrated fears
    And I swear you're just like a pill
    Instead of making me better
    You keep making me ill
    You keep making me ill..


    ja dat dus.


    shalala

    jooo pink. :Y)


    De wereld is weer plat ja. Op je bolle bips na.

    Ja.


    shalala