It's a metaphor for our whole relationship, whether friends, on whatever terms
I am just about to get out and you pull me back in, sealing the deal with a kiss.
I won't fight it, can't even imagine trying to fight you off and certainly don't want to.
The more we talk the more I'm convinced you are a science experiment, you have no flaws.
Just take me anywhere with you, push the cd in, close my eyes and roll down all the windows, letting the cool air flood the car, your hot breath in my ear. Where else would I want to be?
So sentimental.
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who dis about?
My lips are sealed.
Also how come I can't read your blog, what is this nonsense?
hitler?
also, you can see my personal life now.
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