Monday, August 23, 2010

I was born to make you shine

Soooo, I like you, a lot...
I wish I could tell you, butttt I just can't.
FUCK.
Sad day.
Maybe I can hold on to be just friends for a little more.

"So goodnight moon, and goodnight you, when you're all that I think about, all that I dream about."

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