Scrobble your crappy music on my Last.fm Jose and see what happens. This is what happens when you scrobble on my Last.fm.
Betty won't stop listening to modern rock. =]
I got emotion dripping out my pores and I thought that I would let you know.<3
I was lost and then I found you.
You make my ocean, you make my sky blue.
You make me smile, you make sing.
You make me scream.
You make me everything.
You make me, me.
You make me laugh,
You make me cry,
You make me live,
You make me die.
You make me, me.
Height won't separate us from this love.<3
These days so few seem to have faith, in the son of man and in his grace.
I feel your breathe up on my face, as you replace my broken wings.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
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