i watched him go...at the halloween ball.. and all i have is the grunny he gave me.
it started at the ball.. in halloween.. i saw this guy and he saw me.. i guess he liked me, cause he invited me to dance..
and we did... and i seemed to like him...
and we went outside,, without relizing. and the guy shot. him. not me.
and now, i might never meet him.. but he might live..
but either way,i wont forget him... not ever.
(i hate romance..)
																
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the problem with big dreams? they never get real *sigh*
the problem with big dreams? they never get real *sigh*
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