:: Thursday, May 04, 2006 ::

"The sun's coming up,
She's pulled all the blankets over,
Curled in a ball, like she's hiding from me, and
That's when I know
She's gonna be pissed when she wakes up
For terrible things I did to her in her dreams..." (Ben Folds)

Lyrics say everything best...

Labels: Broiled Brain

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