I think I like you, move back please.
Words worth writing down still evade me, so I'll just rant about randomness.
My room is disgusting, I need to clean it.
I NEED to do wash too.
I still love music.
I need sleeeeep.
I love under armor.
Things, starting tonight, are changing.
You're also an option ;]
hmmm lets see how things progress.

"Promise you, promise you that, promise I'll never change.
Promise you, pormise you that, that your heart will break."