Sunday, November 17, 2002
"And we've almost figured out how we'll get along
And given time we'll find it strange to be alone and
You just forgot your one pet name for me
And all those promises you said you'd keep
And it's a lucky thing
Because that sentimental stuff
Doesn't suit you at all."
-They Might Be Giants, Pet Name.
I love it.
10:13 PM
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