Southern Gothic
I never listen to you when you're being morbid.
Monday, February 21, 2011
For everything
I’ve bitched and complained about this guy. I’ve sighed and hoped. I KNOW nothings going to happen but I can’t help but feel something for him.
For all this, I’ve only cried once over him.
But tonight it may change to twice.
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