Monday, May 9, 2011

With my crooked heart

I'm a big, fat, poor idiot. I thought that our hearts could be mended together, but a thought nonetheless. I guess now I don't even have a chance.
I'm jealous of that new girl, she's going to be treated so well by you, and you're going to be so happy. It's my turn to hit the sidelines now

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