It All Comes Down To This.
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, September 3, 2010
Take me back to the sleepless nights, the stupid fights, you know, it never mattered who was wrong or who was right.
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