like venetian blinds. |
His fur soaked up the afternoon intensity,Failed to notice the perilous papaya,And as the puppy tripped, he squeaked.Limping, he heard it from the volcano, Come home, come home, cried the tentacles.I...
Posted by on Tue, 27 Jan 2009 20:48:00 GMT |
teared eyes, sunrise, she hasnt slept a wink all night. |
I wanna meet a smooth talkin, slow walkin boy that cares about things. I wanna best friend that accepts me for who I am, not who they wish I was. I wanna sit on the beach for hours and hours, and not ...
Posted by on Mon, 11 Feb 2008 01:06:00 GMT |
