Over the holidays I spent alot of time with Benjamin (♥) and his family.
Although they all (of course) are great I could'nt help but to feel like the odd one out.
Benjamin tells me he's got it all now.
A great family, a promising future and, well, me.
The girlfriend. His girlfriend.
But.
I'm not the last piece in his collection.
I'm not a sweet girl, the future mother of his kids.
I'm a murderous, unstable, unsecure girl from Sweden who works at a cafeteria and get's raped on TV because I think it's good for my career.
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you know what, s?
ReplyDeleteThis guy kind of gives me the creeps already ...
sorry!
svar; nämen åh, tack tack tack hörredu! :*
ReplyDeletedu kan vara gullpaj!
som dessutom verkar ha ett mycket mer spännande liv än vad jag själv har;
bor du i LA eller vad är det jag läser?
(och med ens blev jag nyfiken)
Kim: That's alright. In a way, I understand you.
ReplyDeleteMalin: Jo jag bor i Siverlake, LA.
Har du gjort den? så söt! kram!
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