krillmerma:
Music in the soul can be heard by the universe.
krillmerma:
"You are ice and fire the touch of you burns my hands like snow"
krillmerma:
Well? Be careful how you answer my love.....
krillmerma:
Estude em laranja
krillmerma:
Serenading the Last Mona
krillmerma:
Dreaming of pats received, pats yet to come and .... sausage rolls.
krillmerma:
"It is impossible to see the angel unless you first have a notion of it."
krillmerma:
N = R * fs * fp * ne * fl * fi * fc * L
krillmerma:
The same eyes.
krillmerma:
Sorry what am I meant to be playing?
krillmerma:
Easy on the body, hard on the mind.
krillmerma:
Arwen loves sticks - and everything else
krillmerma:
I smell treats
krillmerma:
What big paws you have.
krillmerma:
Busted !!! you're not meant to be up there
krillmerma:
He saved me