by Someone Always Sep 25, 2006
category :
Sadness, depression /
lost relationships
I\'m sittin here lookin at you pictures. reminicsin of old memorys that you\'ve hidden in that box. I hear your car drive up the driveway. I sprint out of your room as fast as i can cuz i\'m not supposed to be in there but your not supposed to be here. You come in and we talk for a while. |