...I hate sundays....
The superbowl commercials were very dissappointing this year.
Go Steelers.
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Mood: dread (schooooool DX)
Music: Jailer--Asa
Video: superbowl xliii
Lit: y!gallery stuff :3
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- and aimed at my chest with love in his eyes
- of your eyes, begonia skies like a sleepyhead
- she shot me, bang bang, she shot me
- eh, eh, there's nothing else i can say
- everybody get down
- and what if it makes the last sound be the very be...
- banjo kazooooiiiiieeee
- it's true, there's a little bit of me in every one...
- i walked ten-thousand miles, ten-thousand miles to...
- hold on tight, wait for tomorrow, you'll be alright
- gonna shut out the noise with a rock and roll song
- i am covered in skin... no one gets to come in
- just for the record, the weather today is slighty ...
- when you hear the beloved song... i am with you
- and the mask you put on, its like words and a song
- why can't the moon stay full forever?
- broadway is dark tonight
- and it feels like the world is coming down on me
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