by Space & Gravity » Sun Jan 05, 2014 11:27 am
"You can call me something like.. Hmmm.. Oh! I've always wanted to be called 'the lone wolf'." Dianne said with a small grin. "That way I can, like howl when ever I'm leaving or something." She said, looking over at Brent. "Oh, I see you're tagging along, huh?" She said with a smirk.
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)"
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