Oct 2010
All you
Are an octave without lines
Synchronicity
A treble-clef tattooed upon
the skin of my heart
Notes like
bloodcells in my veins
**I.Can.Never.Play.You
Are an octave without lines
Synchronicity
A treble-clef tattooed upon
the skin of my heart
Notes like
bloodcells in my veins
**I.Can.Never.Play.You
something i did, friday night. :)
afterward;
its kinda lame, and you probably wont understand, but thats okay too.
afterward;
its kinda lame, and you probably wont understand, but thats okay too.
