Killing Birds With Stones (preferably two with one)...

[sleepersetssail]

All my reasons: Hair like a windmill, eyes just like dandelions. She is my Summer time, and maybe she'll be mine, is it just a matter of time? The sound of her voice still gives me butterflies. So sing me to sleep, tonight. Skin like a sunset, eyes just like forest fires. Behind them, her mind. She's a creator, she can inspire. She can redeem a

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[anonymous]

Wow. Sounds like a hell of a girl.

[sleepersetssail]

Yea, she is. It sucks because things got fucked and I lost her, to one of my friends for that matter. I love still love her so much but to be quite honest I just don't think she looks at me like that anymore. It sucks because no matter how hard I try to pretend that I'm not crazy for her, when I sit down and look inside, in the end, it's her.

(Who are you anyways?)