existence, well what does it matter
i exist on the best terms i can
the past is now part of my future
the present is well out of hand
the present is well out of hand
heart and soul, one will burn
heart and soul, one will burn
one will burn, one will burn
heart and soul, one will burn
awww. <3
26 March 2004 - 11:37 p.m.
it's nice when boys write songs about you. especially when said songs are of the non-creepy variety.
hello, d'land. i've been neglecting you something awful, and i apologize.
in other news: i am totally hooked on alias.
i sleep now.