Kickin It
I have a heart that no longer beats independently. It has found it's counterpart, that in which it beats parallel. It belongs to Larkin Brown. The girl made of dreams, my dreams. If perfection could be perfected the result would be half of her being. The crippling effect she has on me is something to look forward to. With eyes that with just a glance level me and a touch that negates all of my surroundings she is my penguin. The girl i love the girl that has direction over who i am. Without her I am lost with her I am lucky. Call it young love call it bliss, for it is no one's but our own to comprehend. No moment with her is dismissed no word unheard. I love you LarkinP.s. Re-read that if you must anything with a vagina
Orchid
Saetia
Circle Takes the square
Immortal Technique
Aesop Rock
Red Sparrows
The Warriors
First Blood
The Acacia Strain
Modern Life Is War
Shai Hulud
Misery Signals
At the Drive-IN
Rushmore
Garden State
Running Scared
Lord of War
American Beauty
Closer
The Da Vinci Code & Angels & Demons
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