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It ain't easy.

Iverson
Usually when I come back from an injury, I have my rhythm back.


-Iverson





Friday, January 18, 2008

oh i had a lot to say, was thinking on my time away. i missed you and things werent the same, cus everything inside it never comes out right. and when i see you cry it makes me wanna die.
im sorry im bad, im sorry you are blue, im sorry about all the things i said to you. and i know i cant take it back. i love how you kiss, i love all your sounds, and baby the way you make my world go round, and i just wanted to say im sorry. this time i think im to blame, its harder to get through the days. we get older and blame turns to shame. cus everything inside it never comes out right, and when i see you cry it makes me wanna die. every single day i think about how we came all this way. the sleepless nights and the tears you cried, its never too late to make it right, oh yeah sorry!

okay this songs is damn awesome. i must share with you all. haha

used to be 2:27 PM







THE AUTHOR

Phyllis
nineteen; o2june
#11 rocks
great

WANTS

i want everything!
THAT
green/brown nike dunk
hoodie in black
low cut shoe
prints tee
YOU
my loveYESYES!

TRASHTALKS