Mar 09, 2007 07:20
I'm a wee bit better.
Nothing dancing to some John Mayer and Karen O sing alongs at 6:30AM can't help.
He kissed me all night long, then he kissed me goodnight.
Now I'm resenting friends, feeling jealous, and sorry for myself.
Nobody is touching me again until I can see a different outcome.
We're teenagers, do we really need to go through this?
Marry me and make it easy please, we'll have the two kids and the white picket fence. I know I don't know your name.