so I guess it ends here. we'll go our seperate ways and hope that we'll see each other somewhere in the future.
Things go w r o n g . Things don't last. People lose each other.
it was fun while it Iasted.
what if birds screamed instead of chirping
. that's a nice opinion you have there. : too bad it's wrong.
i love you, ( but i don't know what to do. )
once they see you're doing fine without them, that's when they want you back.
i want a ticket to anywhere.