With music, you get a little taste of everything. |
Some letters are like the early spring snow, dissapointing. |
I know its not April, so why is it raining? |
Miss him, i will. Love him, i might. Have him, i won't. Have him, you can't! |
I love days like this... beeds of persperation collect on ur cheecks and roll off like tear drops. |
There is a different world behind that smile. |
He deosnt love me anymore |
No one can force you to like something. and no one can change you. you change yourself. |
There are two kinds of people in this world, the people who play lacrosse and the people who wish they did. |
What ever happend to, |