[i]"I guess what I'm trying to say is: "I need the deep end."
Keep imagining meeting, wished away entire lifetimes.
Unfair we're not somewhere, misbehaving for days;
Great escape, lost track of time and space.
She's a silver lining, climbing on my desire.
And I go crazy 'cause here isn't where I wanna be;
And satisfaction feels like a distant memory.
And I can't help myself,
All I wanna hear her say is: 'Are you mine?' "[/i]
-Arctic Monkeys (R U Mine?)
Gogogogogogo
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Edited by Gatsby: 11/15/2013 9:54:36 AM[i]I'm cooling wit my youngins And what we smoke one hunna But -blam!- I'm three hunna Click clack, pow, now he running Dont be -blam!-in wit my youngins Them -blam!- be drumming They take ya ass down shit we need them bricks or something Keep this shit one hunna I keep this shit three hunna I pull up in that Audi You pull up in that Honda[/i] So much meaning