The moment that I think my breath has been taken completely away from me, I turn on another song and I realize how wrong I was.
I hope life is always filled with these late night moments of music and goosebumps and breathlessness.
I'm suddenly wide awake.
Currently Listening to: Anathallo
Saturday, June 7, 2008
Love was made like a ship at bay, never to see waves. We'll probably all crash anyway.
Posted by Sairuh at 3:38:00 AM
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moments like these we write our fantastic bad poetry....
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