I am dancing. I can not control where my glance goes, but the few moments where I can control it; my glance goes to him not you. And then I slip and fall on my butt and wake up in a strange bed the next morning wondering where the hell i am and what ever happened to that sparkly star? (That didn't really happen.)
Last night, Julie and I went to the
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Whitney nannys 6 year old triplets and is obsessed with them. She wrote me a 5 page in depth analysis of each of them. This part kind of reminded me of someone I know. For a second I forgot that I wasn't reading about you...hehe.
-allie
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in the bed of a truck
I ran into my future
must have been pure luck
Cuz I was dreamin before I met you
thats all that I could do
If I can wake myself up
You'll be my dream come true
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