fake plastic trees
She looks like the real thing
She tastes like the real thing
My fake plastic love
But I can't help the feeling
I could blow through the ceiling
If I just turn and run
And it wears me out, it wears me out
It wears me out, it wears me out
And if I could be who you wanted
If I could be who you wanted
All the time, all the time
- radiohead
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posted by thegrOOve @ 8:35 PM
1 comments
1 Comments:
i hear you.
well, perhaps it's not very helpful to you now,
but you are all i wanted in a friend
*hug*
there's some real non-plastic-ky love out there
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