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[27 Oct 2003|09:37pm] |
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i love the 80s COMMERICAL AHH come back |
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flowers in the attic
a book about a mother who made her kids *boy and girl* live in the attic and so when they get u know older they start having SEX with each other...yea... whackos
everyone must watch i love the 80s *strikes back* great lol just great haha
look at my purple and yellow kangaroos...*pulls condom outta lil pocket in shoe* wanna do it?
lol *smiles*
i believe i have a giant red sign on my heart that says BOYS HEART HERE...
[and i dare you to forget]
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[27 Oct 2003|09:48pm] |
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your butt is mine??...whose bad-micheal jackson |
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Like a Saturday night I'll be gone
before you knew that I was there
So you wrote it down
I'm supposed to care
Even though it's never there
Sorry if I'm not prepared
Is it hard to see the things you substitute
For me and all my thoughts of you
It's eating me alive to leave you
Maybe it's childish and maybe it's wrong
But so is your blank stare in lieu of this song
Maybe it's childish and maybe it's wrong
...Don't wanna be, don't wanna be wrong
You're leaving me, you're leaving me in lieu of this song...
I'm breathing in your skin tonight
Quiet is my loudest cry
Wouldn't wanna wake the eyes that make me melt inside
And if it's healthier to leave you be
may a sickness come and set me free
Kill me while I still believe that you were meant for me
I'm finding my own words, my own little stage
my own epic drama, my own scripted page
I'll send you the rough draft, I'll seal it with tears
Maybe you'll read it and I'll reappear
From the start it was shaky and the characters rash,
A nice setting for heartache where emotions come last
All I have deep inside, to overcome this desire
are friendly intentions and fair-weather smiles
...And I don't wanna be, don't wanna be wrong
you're leaving me, you're leaving me in lieu of this song...
Like Saturday night I'll be gone
Like Saturday night I'll be gone
Like Saturday night I'll be gone
Like Saturday night I'll be gone before you knew that I was there
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