lie under my bed and behind the closet doors, begging to take me away from you.
the trees are begining to get their leaves back and the cold is starting to leave. it might not be spring every where else, but in california, winter is cut short.
I love it.
monsters
- January 04, 2008
- hollywoodfadeaway
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