Reinvention tastes like this:

Tie me down, I'll fly away,
Clip my wings, I'll hobble to freedom.
Knock me down, and I'll get up again.

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

...

I know you love me,
I think...


Or do I not know?

I guess I just don't like not knowing things.


All I know is how I feel about you, I guess.
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