In the end, this becomes our song, the song which introduced me to them.
posted by Mr Brightside at 7:11 PM
if the sky falls on my head while i am chasing butterflies, so be it
every moment, every turning point, every romantic encounter in life, has been marked with a distinct song. our frailties, dreamy encounters and setbacks are always reflected with a soundtrack- a tune which brings us back, a button that allows us to freeze time and playback all those precious moments, good or bad.
Monday, September 24, 2012
In the end, this becomes our song, the song which introduced me to them.
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