Kim Janssen

I wake up on the pavement still drunk I must have also been in some kind of fight this time. I wish I was a character in a TV show then the only I'd worry about would be relationships. How could you? Katie said you walked her all the way home through

We're running through the snow the stars hang in the sky they glimmer on your hair. And the bench is white and the frozen lake glows as the trees sways in the cold and I hold you close. And we're talking and we're holding hands and it's getting late