31 May 2010
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14 May 2010
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.
Constantly talking isn't necessarily communicating.
You know me, I'm impulsive.
That's what I love about you.
I can't see anything I don't like about you.
But you will! You will. You know, you will think of things. And I'll get bored of you and feel trapped because that's what happens with me.
Okay.
Find yourself a nice antique rocking chair to die in.
Baby, what's wrong?
You know me, I'm impulsive.
That's what I love about you.
I can't see anything I don't like about you.
But you will! You will. You know, you will think of things. And I'll get bored of you and feel trapped because that's what happens with me.
Okay.
Find yourself a nice antique rocking chair to die in.
Baby, what's wrong?
13 May 2010
TS.
Just a boy in a Chevy truck
That had a tendency of gettin' stuck
On backroads at night
But when you think Tim McGraw
I hope you think my favorite song
The one we danced to all night long
The moon like a spotlight on the lake
When you think happiness
I hope you think that little black dress
Think of my head on your chest
And my old faded blue jeans
That had a tendency of gettin' stuck
On backroads at night
But when you think Tim McGraw
I hope you think my favorite song
The one we danced to all night long
The moon like a spotlight on the lake
When you think happiness
I hope you think that little black dress
Think of my head on your chest
And my old faded blue jeans
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