It's Actually Less Perverted Than You Think
Stirring the mixing pot of me
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
You
I think of you the most when I'm curled up in bed at night, waiting to fall asleep.
I wish you didn't have to go so soon.
And, oh how I wish it could be you who will say that you've fooled me about it.
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