I LOVE HOLLY GOLDBERG. She is the reason I lived through today.
Watch me smile.
Sunday, 14 June 2009
I'm starting to fashion an idea in my head where I would impress you with every single word I said.
Sitting here, waiting for you to love me back. This is the kind of thing you hear about in songs written by skinny seventeen year olds with mad hair, drainpipes and rock tees that me and my friends spend our Sunday afternoons lusting over. Dang.