mer poesi...



I love to cook, but leave the dishes to someone else,
I love to dance whenever I get the chance,
I love to travel, but hate beeing apart from the ones I love,
I dream of summer when the snow is making cold sounds underneath my shoes,
I love my children with all of the thunder in the sky and with every whisper in the night,
I try to enjoy life every day, but some days I just give up and have ice cream instead...


//okänd


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