2005-02-14 - 2:47 p.m.

||happy ending||

I sing like an angel. The kind of angel that sleeps on 600 thread count sheets. The kind of angel that puts a man in a headlock. The kind of angel that has glistening eyes that are reminiscent of those youthful teenage years. I put fish mongerers into a tail spin of fury and emotion.

And my favourite part was when you just sat there while the madness continued. And then you were saved.

And it was the perfect ending.

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