If he took me flying... I would be screaming my head off and I'd prolly be scared shitless. I'd scream that I hate him and lots of other things I probably don't mean, just because I'm that scared.
...but maybe deep, DEEP inside I'd be happy and excited and maybe giddy.
What's that?
Saturday, August 28, 2010
If I went flying with Peter Pan...
Posted by Lee Ann at 2:08 AM
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