Why do you choose your pain
If you only knew
How much I love you, Love you
I won't be your winter
I won't be anyone's excuse to cry
And we can be forgiven
And I will be here.
He says when you gonna make up your mind
When you gonna love you as much as I do
When you gonna make up your mind
Cause things are gonna change so fast
All the white horses are still in bed
I tell you that I�ll always want you near
You say that things change my dear
Monday, Mar. 08, 2004 at 10:39 p.m.
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So you wanted a pic eh? I don't really have a whole lot of recent pics and I definately don't want to share the loin cloth pics. So I present to you this pic of doome:
So there ya go, enjoy, I guess...
[ETA: I am not responsible for anything Kyle may do or say while in control of thise diary.]