I think we've had enough about me. I think it's time to talk about you.I don't think you are who you think you are. I used to love and adore you. Now I can't stand you again. It's not my time to walk out.You aren't what I wanted to hope you'd be. You aren't what I'd wished you'd be when I listened to your words.Try again in another three years.
My Interests
I'd like to meet:
Birdie's mother. Then I can say "I fucked your husband!" to her and not be joking.
My Blog
Gift
.hov:hover{background-color:yellow}Music Video:FREETIME (by Kenna) Posted by on Sat, 28 Oct 2006 21:37:00 GMT
