tumbler and it's you

so you're radiant and everything about you keeps blowing
my mind.
and everytime i think, fuck you spin me 'round and your punk as hell to me how you got your own way about you and your own things to think about own things to do, world on your hinges, and i only wanted to tell you, i only meant (starting all this) to tell you i know that you're why the stars look the way they do tonight. for whatever it's worth.

2003-05-30 | 12:57 a.m.
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