Love to be with a brother of mine,
How you love to find your tongue in his teeth,
in a struggle to find sacred songs that you keep
Wrapped in boxes so tight,
Sounding only at night as you sleep.
this thing is silly. i always regret coming to check it because i get so wrappped up in stuff from years ago that dont really matter. okay…
ive had you forever.
bye 010. hi livejournal. remember me?