vaLentink dEPression

I'm so damn sick of Franz _frickin Ferdinand!

Random lyrics:
c'mon home
how i needed you
when i needed you
dark fantastic passion
devil who sell a line of
walk away
the sound of you walking away
get up and use me
g-g-g-g-g-get upppa
find me
and follow me

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You were Camille.
I needed Laurent.

You were right about one thing though.

Mmm. Ear. Neck. Nape. Aargh. Bloody agony.

I'd have done it, you know? I probably still would.
It's that a disgusting thought? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to disgust you.
I'll go away now.

I'll go look for another Camille. I'm not sure a Laurent would suit me
right now.