Read It And Weap

I've got to spill my fucking guts somewhere,
it might as well be here.

If I Die Young

If I die young, bury me in satin, lay me down on a bed of roses, sink me in the river at dawn, send me away with the words of a love song. ♥

Friday, August 20, 2010

I may not know a lot of things,
and yeah, I'm confused about nearly every aspect of my life,
but one thing I know for sure is the only time I'm truly happy is when I'm talking to you. <3
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