» there’s love, which is much deeper, much different. It’s a thing of beauty.
Kiss me. Take my hand and stare eagerly into my eyes. Gently push me up against the wall, move in close so your body is pressed against mine. My heart flutters and my blood rushes because I know this is it, this is going to be our first kiss. My eyes say, “follow me to the ends of the earth” and all I want to do is be yours.
The Lines on our hands state that we are for Forever.
"The Lines on our hands state that we are for Forever"
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Thursday, August 10, 2006 at 10:33 PM
everything is screwed up.
what a screwed up life i've got.
urgh.

he is such an irritant.
a pest, in simple terms.
just go die larh.
go get a life alright.






/you can go burn in hell for all i care.
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