You Belong in 1969

1969

If you scored ( Read more... )

Our time together was limited. We both knew that. Right from the start. However, neither of us were prepared when the buzzer sounded and the end came crashing down on us.
We watched it come.
Unwilling to move.
Let go.
Or face realityShe left ( Read more... )

Mrs. Jones taught me english ( Read more... )

My journal is friends only because, well, I don't trust you. I don't add every single person that adds me. I'm just not like that. Sorry.
If you do want to get on my list..talk to me, tell me about yourself. Even then, I still might not add you.
Good Day.