Thursday, March 19


these lyrics pretty much tell the story of my relationship:
Beneath the cigarrettes and sugar shit of alchol breath

I can taste the ocean on your tongue

remember when we sat on the side walk

of your old blockagainst the wall

under the starstalking about love's meaning

Well, I wasn't dreaming

I meant every word

just to know your demons

do you know mine, babe?

are we wastin time, babe?

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