a nyctophilia libra girl who loves starry night and unicorn
Stars shining bright above you Night breezes seem to whisper "I love you" Birds singing in the sycamore trees Dream a little dream of me
lighted by a prayer
Saturday, February 26, 2011
RANDOM THINKING
I DONT KNOW WHEN I'LL STOP TO BE YOUR SECRET ADMIRER!!!!!! I HOPE YOU KNOW WHAT I WANT!!!!!! I HOPE YOU GIVE ME A CHANCE OR WHATEVER!!!!!!! I HOPE YOU TO BE MINE!!!!!! I HOPE............. (hmmmmm)
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