I want to dance with you. I want to sing with you. I want to talk to you. I brought my dancing shoes.

To the one who’s in charge of how long these sorts of things last.
To the one who’s in charge of how long these sorts of things last:
Let this last. Let this last. Let this last. Let this last.

2009-09-03 @ 18:31:03 Allmänt Permalink

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