Call me congenial, I just may swoon.
Pretentious affections.
October 2011
Not going to Lexington.
I was pushing away the sad feelings just looking forward to that trip.
Now that it’s gone everything seems bleak again.
But I had an amazing night last night. So there’s that.
“Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole
Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound
But while you debate half empty or half full
It slowly rises, your love is going to drown” —
Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound
But while you debate half empty or half full
It slowly rises, your love is going to drown” —
i'm exhausted.
long night ahead. and long night tomorrow. occupy the dance floor!
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I just wanted to tell you I miss your cute butt. The end. =)
IMISSYEW. <3
