Sunday, October 22, 2006

Lyrics. Are killing me.
Girls. Are killing me.
Why the hell is it so cold outside?
I want to buy a seafoam green vespa and travel the world with Mr. Bobotek.
Until then I will make spaghetti every night for dinner.
I want to go out with the girl that owns the most seasons of Gilmore Girls.
If she doesn't own those, than she must own a scarf. That's my final offer.
We can always rent all the seasons.

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