bitloos:


neckrope:

ergens op de wandel, toertje rond voetbalveld:

gedicht over kalife:
(let niet op de fouten, engels is niet mijn beste vak)
It was love at first sight...
but you're past was black as the night...
they'd treat you so bad...
It turned you mad...
you had to go...
I couldn't bare it, I loved you so...
I was so lost without you,
I just didn't know what to do...
I cried and fought,
and at the end it was you I bought...
I saved you,
first 2years were hard & there was nothing I could do...
till you started to trust me,
then everyone saw the horse you could be...
we bacame one,
I could never dream...
that we'd ever be souch a perfect team!
Golden Zippo:
bitloos:

rustig stopje vanuit mijn zit:

op wandel, ergens in de boer zijn land



omartje:








