Sep 12, 2005 20:51
I was five and he was six, we rode on horses made of sticks. He wore black and I wore white. He would would always win the fight. Bang Bang. He shot me down. Bang Bang. I hit the ground....Bang Bang. That awful sound..Bang Bang. My baby shot me down. Thank you Kill Bill. haha. Oh man. Random.
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love you liz
-bianca
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