Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir?

everything about you's so sexy,
(what have I got?) You don't even know what you've got,
(what am I hittin) You're really hittin' my spot,
Oh Lexi, yeah!

Wednesday, February 22, 2006

They buried his body, but his soul survived.

I think that if me and Luke don't get 'sexual' soon, my head is going to fall off. I'm not even joking!

Or, maybe, it's going nowhere. Maybe I'm starting to get a little bit bored with the situation. Maybe I don't want to kiss him because he feels like too much of a friend.

Oh, fucking FUCK. I need to sort this out in my head before doing anything else.


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