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& i'm britt ;;
20 and counting.
insane and out of my mind.
dave matthews, yes please.
serious cranberry and vodka addict.
i read actual books.
art. photo. love. yikes.
&& baby, one day you'll know exactly how it should have played out.
Oh make some big jumps, big jumps,
You're afraid to break some bones.
Come on make some
big jumps, big jumps,
Life is yours alone.
You hold your head up, your head up high, like you think I do.
Tick-tock, this clockwork will stop,
You're the key for
winding up my heart.
Brick-brack, if you don't wind me up,
The sky will lie upon me like a passed-out drunk
& if i had a wish or two. i wish that we'd met eachother at different times in our lives, in which we were more ready to embrace eachother and the "potential of you and me."
& the second this wish came true, i'd want you to dance with me, and kiss me as if your life depended on it, like you used to. like our first kiss, up against a wall, soft & rough, & perfect.(bs)
get a hold of
me (: - -
asillylovesong
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