I just want to be held for the rest of my life
.
he came back
.
and I love him...more than friends...more than anything actually
.
downtown dates
.
off to Cali again
.
when my ears pop on a plane, which sounds are the real ones?
.
good morning to me
.
my baby, my baby, my baby...
.
75 and going through her rebellious stage
.
Amish dresses
.
I still can't believe that he's back
.
nearly 200 love songs
.
hot and dry, just how I like it
.
dramatic and beautiful, mustache and all
.
home again
.
this whole town is us
.
nobody finds a four leafed clover by searching for it
.
terrified
.
fridge magnets with no meaning give me stale grey flashbacks
.
and enter...fluorescent hell
.