“there’s no such thing as a mistake. there’s what you do, and what you don’t do.”
I’m not sure if I’m singing for the love of it or for the love of you;
long time coming, but now snow is gone
Just turn around; turn away from me… before i lose my head. just turn around but remember me, and how you left me dead inside….
we were gonna be different; now where did those dreamers go?
i was the one who’d paint the stars and watched you while you slept. you were the one who held my heart and smiled as it leapt inside.. ...
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map
I’m sometimes here. I still believe in context and posterity, so this is here.
internal dialogue: “Eep! outdated date! must update! urgent! ::updates:: phew.”
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