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Monday, 13 July 2009
04:54:27 PM (GMT)
With Memories. We're Talking Heads. Our Bodies Fell Apart, And Made An Awful Mess. Now, You're Falling Out, Of Your Dress Clothes. Into The Arms Of, Well, Who Knows. Memory Serves Me Well, I Miss You So. I was really looking forward to going to the All Time Low concert. But my mommy said I couldn't go. My dad thinks that I shouldn't go alone to it. Plus it's in a bad part of town and being late at night. You get the picture. I just went 24 hours without sleep. Don't worry, I just took a nap. There is of course the matter, That I've stopped thinking about him. Only when I let my mind wander, Those thoughts happen again. And you know what? I'll let them happen. ♥
Last edited: 13 July 2009

CandiceCherry says:   13 July 2009   963587  
So odd
‹Charlotte;;WishingOnStars› says:   13 July 2009   753812  
What is?
adangerousminority says :   21 July 2009   848798  
her face.


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