Maybe we, why don't we
Sit right here for half an hour
We'll speak of what a waste I am
And how we missed your beat again
Josh / Taken septembertwelfthtwothousandandten<3 / 6+10 / eleven'er / Breaking Dawn
This disease is getting worse.
I counted my blessings, now I'll count this curse.
The only thing I really know: I can't sleep at night.