"promisquity is like sandpaper."
no no
it's the breath on the ice where everything can slither and slide
"love's an excuse to get hurt and to hurt do you like to hurt? i do i do- then hurt me..."
i know it isn't real, don't worry
if it was i would feel it get further and further away
he doesn't ask you to love him...love is a disaste
- June 14, 2003
- HannahOrange7
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