aint a problem until you make it problem.

once said and written.

by now realized when rewinded.

who would have thought that a couple of months ago?

when it all got flipped upside down?

girl, friends, living, economy.. the list could go on and on. 

but, time gave strength. 

the ability to handle it gave strength.

who would have thought?

it would lead to this,

stronger than ever before.

still the struggle continues,

only now no issue is unable to overcome. 

one love for life, or just love life.

new place, in the centre of town.

every night, ladies night. 

huge paycheck coming in tomorrow.

making more money than my brother,

and he's a fucking computer expert,

(I'm working at an coffee shop) news flash for you bro..

excluding the raise I got today, +5 each hour.

a week ago Alex returned.

a week from now, the rest of the gang returns.

its summertime people.

get ready for one hell of a summer. 

so big ups, big ups DP.

 

q-biq

7 juni 2007 12:33

hey! länkat upp dig på min blogg.. allt lugnt annars då?

http://q-biq.bloggagratis.se

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