Before introducing 2013, I should start with days after Christmas, which were really nice, but then I felt like needing some madness in my life. My prayers got answered, as almost all my neighbours came back home. Also Mademoiselle Sepp was visiting Stockholm, therefore there was no chance of staying home.
Playing that hello-I-look-like-a-6-year-old card:
Next minute I fell on my back:
Two of my favourite guys:
It is painful for us to be that sexy. Don't hate, appreciate:
I approve my favourite sandwich:
M.L.:
Grind up on that, he likes it:
I look like a little hobbit dancing with the tallest man on Earth:
overly attached friend:
'Ladies, if you love your man, show him you're the fliest', like my boo Beyonce says:
The math master even has some strength in his hands:
He likes ladies more if they don't speak:
Sepa sepad:
Lean mean hug machine:
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