Sunday, January 31, 2010

Says the girl with the Crimson locks.

Sometimes i wish this brain didn't use patterns.
But, in the same case. Without this brain i'd forget alot of cool shit.

Feels like i've been bashed in the head a thousand times. So short and sweet it is.
You choose the right pizza, you always make me laugh with your weird santa beard stories and you know how to dance.

All in all, you rule.
Bruised up and plump from Derby and an ice cream.
Nom & Nom.


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