Thanks little miss c. I may never fall asleep with these notes wrapped around my brain.
How can they not tell it's a homage to Pulp Fiction. Whippersnappers these days.
One! I'm biting my tongue. Two! He's kissin' on you. Three! Oh, why can't you see? One! Two! Three! Four!
I'm writing when I wake up. If I don't, may another sound never hit my ears. I still might die happy.
Let's put a smile on that face, shall we? :]
Edible Substance · Thu Jul 24, 2008 @ 12:16pm · 0 Comments |