raindrops on tongue
grass on running socks
sun on freckled cheek
to you
unravel.
about me
i am you.
i live in your room.
visit me someday.
[ Monday, November 21, 2005 ]
10:04 PM
I feel sick.
Maybe I am.
Just can't take this stuff anymore.
It's not bad.
It's just that it's not good either.
flame this
your tagboard here. i recommend Cbox.
links
layout:
detonatedlove♥
icon:
dusty_memories
your links here.
