The necklace

It only fits to a heart of gold. 

Reminiscing on a younger love

Reminiscing on a younger love
Blowing kisses to me through the window of the bus
Daddy told you that I was dangerous
But I couldn't stop hustling, Even if he asked me

(Tmnk - She touched my soul with love)
Photo: Embla Marie Moe Holsvik

That was my problem

 

Now I done grew up
Round some people living their life in bottles
Daddy had the golden flask
Back stroke every day in Austin bottles
Some people like the way it feels
Some people wanna kill their sorrows
Some people wanna fit in with the popular
That was my problem