Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Who's been painting my roses red?


{not my polaroid}





marry me and build me a tee-pee,
so we can sit in the garden and pretend we are not here.

marry me and write me a song,
so they'll know you loved me long after we're gone.

marry me now.
while I'm still young.
ill make toffee apples and we'll bask in the sun.





[Had my plaster removed today.Seriously hardcore scare left behind...]




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