08-09-2002, 11:25 PM
I want to party, siesta, forever.
To the beat of the rythym of the night dancing til the morning light.
Edited By Silera on Aug. 09 2002 at 7:26
To the beat of the rythym of the night dancing til the morning light.
Edited By Silera on Aug. 09 2002 at 7:26
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...like that cut on the roof of your mouth
that would go away if you'd stop tonguing it,
but you can't.</center>
...like that cut on the roof of your mouth
that would go away if you'd stop tonguing it,
but you can't.</center>