woorden - flavours of life
wat rest er mij nog dan de woorden waar ik zo van hou
Sunday, January 10, 2010
home
When I'm home for an extended period of time, I always miss my other homes.
I guess the grass is always greener on the other side.
[.: all the while i was dreaming of revelry :.]
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