me and mrs jones We meet every day at the same cafe Six-thirty and no one knows she'll be there Holding hands, making all kinds of plans While the juke box plays our favorite songs
Monday, August 31, 2009
For this will be the new me.
For this is what shall be presented to you.
Wait for me, i'm coming right back for you.
Soon. ; )
2:15 PM
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Into the ditches. Over and over and over again. Why can this never end.