No one can say her nameNow she sits and sings something about my dreams
Hours go by before she looks at me
She breaks my heart
As I open my eyes to drink the melon sky
My Interests
Prepare to be ravaged by our lust burning mad, the fire that we've become
Music:
roomy's too3
Books:
chuck palahnuik is the shit.
My Blog
how convinient
i am competing with time.and barely coherant.but i'll try to coincide.coincidental surcumstances,for such comprehensive lies. Posted by kris10 on Wed, 05 Sep 2007 04:55:00 PST
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Find flouressence in the finest fuck. You can only bet on luck. You don't wanna play it straight this time. She's way outta line. Playing she's got him cause the program spells her words right, And wh... Posted by kris10 on Wed, 27 Jun 2007 12:21:00 PST
