fredag 27 november 2009

Me and my inside

Sometimes I am happy, sometimes I am sad. Sometimes I go swimming or eat like I am mad. This rhyme I can not explain, it’s just very bad.
My hair is mostly short and kind of very red. I like to sleep in my fluffy bed. I believe I will go to heaven after I am dead. Stories are born, and I have to let them free. These are my wonders, everything I have in me.

Jag är väldigt trött.