Monday, 17 December 2007 23:08
you're just another picture to burn
Ok. This is just omggggg. Everywhere I go, I see people talking about 6653. Pfft :/ Annoyed. Annoyed. Annoyed.
Nurul told me just now, I have to force myself and break myself free from all this crazyyy things going on but yknow, too much is well, too much. I want my mummy now [but she's away for some dinner thing]. I need shoulders to cry on. seriously.
I think I need time on my own again.
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I don't think that passenger seat
Has ever looked this good to me
He tells me about his night
I count the colors in his eyes
Don't ever fall in love
He swears, as he runs his fingers through his hair
I'm laughing 'cause I hope he's wrong
And I don't think it ever crossed his mind
He tells a joke, I fake a smile
But I know all his favorite songs
And I could tell you
His favorite color's green
He loves to argue
Born on the seventeenth
His sister's beautiful
He has his father's eyes
And if you ask me if I love him..
I'd lie
He looks around the room
Innocently overlooks the truth
Shouldn't I like your walk
Doesn't he know that
I've had it memorized for so long
He sees everything in black and white
Never let nobody see him cry
I don't let nobody see me wishing he was mine
-Taylor Swift's, I'd lie. I think her songs are nice. Hmm.. one of my favourite singers? Well, I actually don't really have one but oh well.