I am once again here, only to get some more gold... I have nothing of importance to say! ... Not that, that would be a suprise to anyone... Not that anyone reads this... I don't talk to anyone on here! And THEY don't talk to me!~ ... OKay I am gonna go now, buh bye!~
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Into the mind of a not so goth - goth insomniac
We move like cagey tigers, We couldn't get closer than this, The way we walk, The way we talk, The way we stalk, The way we kiss. We slip through the streets, While everyone sleeps, We bite and scratch and scream all night, All these years and no one heard. I'll show you in spring, It's a treacherous thing. We should have each other to tea huh? We should have each other with cream, Then curl up by the fire, And sleep for awhile, It's the grooviest thing, It's the perfect dream ...