Sep 27, 2004 08:48
These shattered dreams and dead promises will not stand forever like graves, but one day grow legs and slowly walk away. In between the tornadoes and stomped on untrue love letters, there will be those shining gentle moments like the last page in your favorite book....
think of me when you dream &you know i`m wide awake &thinking of you.
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35miles from detroit.
i belive i saw you at the evergreen terrace show.
i was with jamie for a brief minute, cause i bought her a ticket.
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going to TERROR saturday?
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I CANT WAIT TILL THEY RE N COUNTER MICHIGAN.
who is terror playing with?
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what if i dont want to?
hehe
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all you to like is making fun of me
and my accent.
ill make you say out and about a dozen of times.
BASTARD.
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