purdygirl posted a quote
April 14, 2014 1:09am UTC
I’ll sneak out my window and run to your car I don’t know where we’ll go but I know that it’s far With the windows rolled down and nowhere to be We’ll leave this little town just you and me Your hand’s on my thigh and one’s on the wheel My shorts are riding high which you find ideal You’re my lucky number sixteen’s so sweet When we need to slumber we head to your street We’ll sneak in your window and run from your car I know where we’ll go and I know it’s not far I sleep in your clothes with you right there I feel warmth from your nose nestled in my hair We dream of our lives and cuddle closer And just for tonight We’ll say we’re not over But the morning awaits and I have to go We get our story straight then you’ll take me from home We’ll sneak out your window and run to your car I know where we’ll go and I know that it’s far
angelle* posted a quote
December 7, 2013 2:21pm UTC
*breaks through crush's window* me: so I heard that my friend heard that her friend's friend heard that her friend heard that you said I'm nice IS THAT TRUE
mtndewhm* posted a quote
September 6, 2013 6:24pm UTC
You are older now, you have a husband and children. One day you are going home from work and you hear a familiar song, your favorite lead singer starts singing. You start to tear up and roll down the window yelling, "This is my jam bitchachos!"
He fakes well, and the only people that know are hurt. It's like a one way window. One side's a window and knows what lies beyond. The other is a mirror and reflects what we want the world to see.