And she said, "He's like a life line. Oh woah.
Stop the rain for this sunshine. Oh woah.
He always picks me off the ground every time.
Oh, he's like a life line."
Monday, January 16, 2012
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Trying to figure out exactly where I belong through poems and stories and spiritualness and randomnoid stuff...and maybe some help from the outside...
KONY 2012 from INVISIBLE CHILDREN on Vimeo.
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