and i dont want the world to see me
cos i dont think that they'd understand
when everything's made to be broken
i just want you to know who i am
Monday, October 10, 2005 @ 10:41 pm
Got postcards from my former selves, saying, "How you been?"
We might've said good byes just a little soon, Robbing lips, kissing banks under this moon. "if you're a bird, i'm a bird" (tagboard here) ![]() |