by Space & Gravity » Fri Jul 06, 2012 3:43 pm
Izzie tighten her arms and just gritted her teeth. She knew if she'd let herself, she would explode then and there. "Uugh.. I don't need this!" She practically yelled out, though she didn't care if others would stop and stare. She was about to punch her, though she forced herself not to. She didn't want to cause trouble; not today.
I miss the feel of it
Your touch, your kiss weighs heavy on my mind
Our moment forever sealed in time
Our secret as much yours as is mine
All logic we have surely left defied
I will hold you till I die
"Friends Make Garbage (Good Friends Take It Out)"
Low Roar