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
September 20, 2002
Friday, Sept. 20, 2002 at 11:55 p.m.
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Friday, Sept. 20, 2002 at 11:55 p.m.
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Alright, I'm a bad girl. I really don't feel like updating at the moment so I suppose you'll have to hold off until tomorrow. Psha! Like that's gonna be hard. Anyway, I'm out.