And through timeless words and priceless pictures / We'll fly like birds not of this earth / And tides they turn and hearts disfigure / But that's no concern when we're wounded together / And we tore our dresses and stained our shirts / But it's nice today, oh the wait was so worth it
Thursday, December 16
First, I was upset.
Then, he was upset.
All because of a phone call. Grar. I feel like flinging my phone out of the window. :(