Sometimes he rants, sometimes he smiles. Sometimes he jokes, sometimes he sighs. Sometimes he's happy, sometimes he's sad. Sometimes he's good, sometimes he's bad. Sometimes he's there, sometimes he's gone. Sometimes he stalls, sometimes he's done. But whatever Marcelle says, whatever he'd do, you can be sure, it's true! It's true!
Tuesday, May 06, 2008
Sometimes, It Just Has To Be Said...
.:After All This Time...:.
We're still not talking?
Dammit, I hate having to carry burdens to the grave. Don't you? Aren't you just as tired of this as I am?
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