...for the both of us to be caught underneath some mistletoe before we both leave for break. I really don't care what happens afterward.
Sunday, November 30, 2008
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
where myopic navel-gazing never ends
...for the both of us to be caught underneath some mistletoe before we both leave for break. I really don't care what happens afterward.
Spilled by Someone at 9:02 PM
0 random groupings of words:
Post a Comment