The glasses are brilliant, and I kind of get why I love mustaches... daddy... my daddy!
Bonnie, sweet little Bonnie... the first pet in my life... or actually the first pet in my "pre-life" (there are photos of him sleeping on top of my mothers belly when I was still inside... when time took him away, I met my first real loss... He taught me to read the most subtle of signals, to understand what is not sad, but implied. And ontop of that... tapestry... look at the wall!
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I wonder what they bought me at B&W.. and what is up with the little monster in the background? Most importantly... where the hell, is that blue rucksack??? I want it badly!!
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Another Emma, but still the same.
The glasses are brilliant, and I kind of get why I love mustaches... daddy... my daddy!
Bonnie, sweet little Bonnie... the first pet in my life... or actually the first pet in my "pre-life" (there are photos of him sleeping on top of my mothers belly when I was still inside... when time took him away, I met my first real loss... He taught me to read the most subtle of signals, to understand what is not sad, but implied. And ontop of that... tapestry... look at the wall!.jpg)
I wonder what they bought me at B&W.. and what is up with the little monster in the background? Most importantly... where the hell, is that blue rucksack??? I want it badly!!.jpg)
Another Emma, but still the same.
4 comments:
Monster in the background you say! I think they refer to it as Sara these days...
Åhh jag blir alldeles varm i hjärtat när jag ser bilderna. Den blåryggsäcken ligger nog i någon av era leksakslådor som står på vinden.
kan du inte leta upp ryggsäcken o se om du hittar den?
Monster? Sara? you say potato we say potato...
Det får bli till sommaren för den ligger säkert i en resväska på 3e vinden.
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