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LENA SAYS HI.
So does Cheyenne.
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Time doesn't wait for anyone...
There is a part in every day,
When I lie to myself and say that it's okay,
Cause if I don't I think I'll go insane,
But the truth is I only have myself to blame.
~The Truth- The Spill Canvas
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A little piece of paper with a picture drawn
floats on down the street 'till the wind is gone,
and the memory now is like the picture was then;
When the paper's crumpled up, it can't be perfect again.
but yeah, whats up sexy. :B
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A little piece of paper with a picture drawn
floats on down the street 'till the wind is gone,
and the memory now is like the picture was then;
When the paper's crumpled up, it can't be perfect again.
hope you're having a good christmas so far :>
I'm just about to go find some stocking-stuffers 'cause my mom's stocking is barren xD
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A little piece of paper with a picture drawn
floats on down the street 'till the wind is gone,
and the memory now is like the picture was then;
When the paper's crumpled up, it can't be perfect again.
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A little piece of paper with a picture drawn
floats on down the street 'till the wind is gone,
and the memory now is like the picture was then;
When the paper's crumpled up, it can't be perfect again.
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