never know what you have, until you have it yanked out of your chest.

Mar 31, 2004 21:06

I said I'd walk you home after our third round
of pouring whiskey down the barrel of our guts
and I grabbed hold of your hand.
We're up and we're out and we're yelling through the streets
and I'm out of my fucking mind
and I know you're next to me but I must confess what's in my head.
Keep pumping now, legs to beat the ground, and our hearts to ( Read more... )

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deftoner April 6 2004, 17:53:19 UTC
eek no good. u can come over and chill in cali with me if u want...and we can eat bean burritos all the time :]

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if only. l_attesa April 7 2004, 08:49:30 UTC
bean burritos rock me hard. <3

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