Originally Posted by Absurd Originally Posted by Gilly Aww so cute, he thinks he's cool now. I'm never cool, I'm always hot. Too hot to handle. Don't make me go Jim Morrison on you now.
But, for a certainty, back then, We loved so many, yet hated so much, We hurt others and were hurt ourselves... Yet even then, we ran like the wind, Whilst our laughter echoed, Under cerulean skies...
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