Monday, June 4, 2007
Couldn't crack the love code, dear
Look around, there's so much to soak in..so much to drop smiles, at; so much to whistle an old showtune, to -not that I whistle showtunes, I tend to stick to those songs you'll listen to on your friend's iPod if you ever have to discover the joys of hiding in her closet (:Where's a better place to renew than right back where you left off..right where you broke and peeled those old pieces off of you.
I can't die with you in my head and someone else in your arms *whistle whistle*
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