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on the face of it,
i'm kooky. like a coffin nail ;
i'm bent, crooked, twisted and looped.
arched and kinky, wayward and warped.
set in concrete, you can't change me. |
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11:59 AM, Hoi.
Monday, May 25, 2009
There's this thing that i can't quite put my finger on.
Though its bugging me like fuck, i shut it in. Because i feel that something, somewhere, is abit off. Its that kind of thing that makes you tilt your head, do that face, hate the other party, and then you get mad. Oh babe, let me just enjoy this(: |