pershing ave.

Dec 07, 2004 12:17

We slid in cold colors and dark songs
I can’t stand to well anymore
I once had a pet cockroach, that I want you to know all about
Sometimes words don’t come out, and I go crazy
I want to leave here with you and be gone forever
If only I was strong enough to turn right, my car wouldn’t make it very far anyways…

20 in 24!

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iownwicked December 7 2004, 15:47:47 UTC
Anna baby, I'm going to miss your birthday and I'm sad about that. :o( I will see you soon enough, though.

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