Thursday, December 3, 2009

Give me a chance?

I sincerly hope they do.

The Last Something That Meant Anything
MAYDAY PARADE


Well I thought that we could sit around and talk for hours, about things I couldn't say to you, and things that we would never do. This conversation has had no face, when the words take days, you can re-write and erase anything...

Very pretty song, I like it.

Hmmm, so, he gets here in 3 days. I'm excited, ecstatic, my throat hurts from singing and that's a good sign I tell you.

Super nervous though. We haven't spent much time together and he'll be here 24/7 for two weeks.

*sings* xx

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Bonjour pourquoi il n'y étranger!

I'm Cherie.
Those who don't know me think I'm a quiet, innocent, antisocial little nerd. I might even come of as rude due to my mute tendencies.
Those who know me, know I am none of those things (especially not innocent).

S'il vous plaît, emmenez-moi sur le plancher, à la fois!
xx

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