hands down / dashboard confessional
the streets were wet and the gate was locked, so I jumped it and I let you in. you stood at your door with your hands on my waist, and you kissed me like you meant it. and I knew that you meant it.
dfhusdjhds i rented this cd from the library back in the day!
ohgod i am 13yrs old
My heart is yours to fill or burst To break or bury Or wear as jewelry Whichever you prefer
Wow. This song reminds me so much of my time at UF: late nights with my best friend (more of a sister, really), sneaking...