jueves, abril 01, 2010
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there isn't much i can do to grab you while i'm laying on my bed... at this point, of course.
i wish you'd just appear and now that i've got nothing against it... get your head spinning and not having to wait any longer.
i think about you and my stomach burns. butterflies, i think they call them.
i'm totally head over heels for you.
i am.
Así habló cabeza borradora a las 4:16 PM
