Tonight i just want to hide myself from the rest of the world,
run away from all the things that mellows,
in the only safe place i know,
under my blanket.
run away from all the things that mellows,
in the only safe place i know,
under my blanket.
the gypsies are always right
| Thursday, January 1, 2009 |
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Welcome, 2009.
8:38 PM
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