Dec 27, 2007 21:34
I want it to be a year from right now, just so I can see how things will have ended up.
"You see the smile that's on my mouth, it's hiding the words that don't come out. And all of my friends who think that I'm blessed, they don't know my head is a mess. No, they don't know who I really am. And they don't know what I've been through like you do. And I was made for you... All of these lines across my face, tell you the story of who I am. So many stories of where I've been, and how I got to where I am. But these stories don't mean anything, when you've got no one to tell them to. It's true...I was made for you"
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