| I'm unclean, a libertine And every time you vent your spleen I seem to lose the power of speech You're slipping slowly from my reach You grow me like an evergreen You've never seen the lonely me at all |
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| This is what you get When you're talking back baby I never bounce a check So give it up baby Open up your eyes I want to watch you cry Come on come on The camera's on |
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New layout again.
I think this one might last longer than a week.

CARNI THIS WEEKEND!
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I pwn at driving.
That is all.
Oh, and the carnival's here!!
Yaaay!
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