There are rare occasions in my life where I can feel the blood genuinely rushing through my vain.
I am strong and untouchable. High on life. Displacing what is prohibitively and unbearable.
When I leave this state, I more clearly identify my reality.
Life is fragile, and so am I.
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Tante Sjanten min!! Jeg bare EEEEEEEELSKER dette blidet!! Blir helt rørt når jeg ser på det <3<3<3
Love You
:-) Christine
Takk, vakre skjønne deg
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