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You don't have to understand I suppose. But. Umm. No, I can't say anything else. I'm here. You just have to decide if you want me or not. "a whirlwind came into my life and it tried to rescue me will you come, will you go will you tell me seriously twistin', burnin', my thoughts turnin' back to you again sweet thing take me to the end You better dig and take a look inside yourself so the story goes or so I've heard it said that you left your land to trade for a place so far away, so out of date that only you could understand and at the ceiling of my feeling backed up against the wall sweet thing you know I'd fall in line You better dig and take a look inside yourself she wants to be free and I want to know that she wants to be free and I want to know" -Dispatch 'I don't know, my chorus teacher wants me to go to Berkly.' "And S. Olivia, I could very well see you going there and working beautifully, you have quite the talent." 'Well thanks. I wish my parents would consider that.' 'Well, anyways, it's during our lunchmod because we had had a conference before at that time' "Ahh yes. If I remember correctly we were speaking under the topic of ferocity" 'My parents think I'm going to crash and burn if I do that.' "Uhm, are you looking at me right now?" 'I know. That's what I've been saying.' "Don't let go of this. You'll regret it if you do." "I don't know, I just feel like I was in another place when you did that." I don't know. I just don't. I'm fine with not knowing though. I'll just keep going toward both of my dreams until one keeps me up at night longer. |
