i have fingertips that like to pretend they're guilty as sin - you can sell me out if you want put me up for auction we'll see how much i buy. - it's three words that mean a hundred things. a) spend forever with me b) i like you with your clothes off c) you looked better on tv d) i am trying to get you off e) all of the above. |
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very very ice, rory.
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wishes bounce me weightless.
the infa-red scope of pointlessness.
its sprawled all over.
its beautiful.
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oh, dear.
you spill your morning coffee on.
not because of awe, because of carelessness
and eight-thirty eyes.
i dream a)
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you are my sweetest downfall
i'll write more about my ex's sometime.
(Didn't you say you were 13? How many ex's do you have?!
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You step into the Road, and if you don't keep your feet, there is no telling where you might be swept off to.
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" ...he's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same, and Linton's is as different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire."
[they say 'everything in moderation,' but i disagree.]
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i like to
put haikus where they
don't belong.
Kind of says, I love you, but am I really all you want? Or is it just what I offer?
loooove it.
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sweetheart, i am NOT sorry.
new account: [link]
i might have to try writing something similar. not too similar, however, as it will not be infused with your awesome factor.
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~summernightangel doesn't need a compass to know which way the wind is shining.
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