be my escape - relient k.
i prefer the little things.
"what happened to the nad who when she said no, she meant no and wouldn't have it any other way? you used to be strong..."-FP
so i was sitting, waiting in the car with kamal today, between thoughts, i'd be stoned as shit...and he was sitting there, singing the 10 little indians' song....again and again, a little differently each time, varying accents and lyrics. if someone filmed us, it would've won the most boring, hilarious, random film of the year award.
but in the end, we each bought a pretzel so i was happy.
no matter how much i want it too, isn't gonna work. it isn't gonna happen.
haha...sec three.
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