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Wednesday, May 02, 2007 10:43 PM



do you really know how much i love you?

i cant explain it.

i love the way you treat me,

most of the time.

(haha)

the way you look at me.

the way we laugh at each other.

(like today)

the way we fight over the t.v.

how we go out and be bored, and walk, talk, non-stop.

be silly.

the way we walk around penny-less.

how we fight,

make up,

and be happy all over again.

(i love it)

i love you, my sexy school boy.

my one and only.

...

oasis
'stop the clocks and turn the world around. let your love lay me down. and when the night is over, there'll be no sound. lock the box and leave it all behind. on the backseat of my mind. and when the night is over, where will i rise?'

riot.
audrey
stephanie
crystal
laura
nicole
erin
mable

boxcar racer.
credits.
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