Monday, November 9, 2009
I've got hearts made from straws.
I've got 100 of them.
I've got them in a orange box.
And I've got them for you.

Tell me once again
That you'll love me to the death
And should I die,
You swear that you will come for me
As I fade away, you reach out your arms
And please don't let me go.

I'm gonna have your heart whole again.
I swear I will.

HI.

RANDOM.

SECOND RANDOM.

ANOTHER RANDOM.

ONE MORE.

CURTSIE