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Jan 4, 2009 1:50am
lickystickypicky: All my bags are packedI’m ready to goI’m standing here outside your doorI hate to wake you up to say goodbyeBut the dawn is breakingIt’s early morn’The taxis waitingHe’s blowing his hornAlready I’m so lonesomeI could die (because I was thinking of Jett Travolta’s death. And because I so desperately want to leave….in so many ways.)  because this song means a lot to me..

lickystickypicky:

All my bags are packed
I’m ready to go
I’m standing here outside your door
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye
But the dawn is breaking
It’s early morn’
The taxis waiting
He’s blowing his horn
Already I’m so lonesome
I could die

(because I was thinking of Jett Travolta’s death. And because I so desperately want to leave….in so many ways.)

 because this song means a lot to me..
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