I want Jaws.
I want Jaws.
I want Jaws.
I want Jaws.
I want...
God I sound so bloody deprived.
Raising my glass
I sing a toast to the midnight sky
I wonder why
The stars don't seem to guide me
Argh.
~vid~
Tuesday, 24 March 2009
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