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Feb 03, 2006 10:44


 White Houses

Crashed on the floor when I moved in
This little bungalow with some strange new friends
Stay up too late, and I'm too thin
We promise each other it's til the end
Now we're spinning empty bottles
It's the five of us
With pretty eyed boys girls die to trust
I can't resist the day
No, I can't resist the day
Jenny screams out and it's no ( Read more... )

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bsheard February 15 2006, 16:39:21 UTC
hey, i dont know what you've been up to lately, but i hope everything is going well.

-brandon

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