Regrets we don't like. Regrets we forget. Regrets I've had a few.
You see everything you see every part. You see all my light and you love my dark. You dig everything of which I'm ashamed. There's not anything to which you can't relate. And you're still here..
Monday, September 26, 2011
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Sunday, September 18, 2011
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