You think I'm pretty
Without any make-up on
You think I'm funny
When I tell the punch line wrong
I know you get me
So I'll let my walls come down, down
Before you met me
I was a wreck
But things were kinda heavy
You brought me to life
Now every February
You'll be my valentine, valentine
Let's go all the way tonight
No regrets, just love
We can dance until we die
You and I
We'll be young forever
You make me
Feel like
I'm living a Teenage Dream
The way you turn me on
I can't sleep
Let's runaway
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back
My heart stops
When you look at me
Just one touch
Now baby I believe
This is real
So take a chance
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back
We drove to Cali
And got drunk on the beach
Got a motel and
Built a fort out of sheets
I finally found you
My missing puzzle piece
I'm complete
Let's go all the way tonight
No regrets, just love
We can dance until we die
You and I
We'll be young forever
You make me
Feel like
I'm living a Teenage Dream
The way you turn me on
I can't sleep
Let's runaway
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back
My heart stops
When you look at me
Just one touch
Now baby I believe
This is real
So take a chance
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back
I might get your heart racing
In my skin-tight jeans
Be your teenage dream tonight
Let you put your hands on me
In my skin-tight jeans
Be your teenage dream tonight
You make me
Feel like
I'm living a Teenage Dream
The way you turn me on
I can't sleep
Let's runaway
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back
My heart stops
When you look at me
Just one touch
Now baby I believe
This is real
So take a chance
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
the words of the Experienced
What you said today makes sense, sir.
Got a feelin' you're gonna be that sort of overprotective, "hurt my daughter and i'll shoot you" kinda dad. But that's nice- beats the one i have):
But it's k. I've got over it.
What doesn't kill you, only makes you stronger, right?
It's sweet how she was your first, sweet how you knew she was the one for you, the one you'd care for in sickness and in health, in richness and poverty, till death do you part.
But the pessimist in me says - will it last?
How do you know?
How does anyone know?
I guess you can't quite blame me for thinking that way.
It's time to take a step back.
Got a feelin' you're gonna be that sort of overprotective, "hurt my daughter and i'll shoot you" kinda dad. But that's nice- beats the one i have):
But it's k. I've got over it.
What doesn't kill you, only makes you stronger, right?
It's sweet how she was your first, sweet how you knew she was the one for you, the one you'd care for in sickness and in health, in richness and poverty, till death do you part.
But the pessimist in me says - will it last?
How do you know?
How does anyone know?
I guess you can't quite blame me for thinking that way.
It's time to take a step back.
Monday, September 6, 2010
incrimination
so, i was saying... well, nothing really.
chatter...silence...
loud..soft..hushed..
12.31am. it's quiet.
literally. figuratively.
why?
y'know what. a blog's a diary, but it's like keeping a diary without a lock, and leaving in on your desk in class. safe? nah, i don't think so.
these thoughts, they're staying in my head.
i might write it down, yes.
but they're for my eyes only
heh, go figure.
t'day was rather... weird. really,
can't think of another word.
i hoped,
but nah.
not yet. (i think)
despite my hiatus from taking up space and producing e-waste,
i actually have stuff to post. (from a while back)
but i'm lazy. bite me.
Lucifer's playing while i type this. LOL
i hate being a second-rate version of myself, seriously.
but i guess that's why i never make it to the top,
'cause it's not like i do much to improve the situation.
and who's fault is that?
chatter...silence...
loud..soft..hushed..
12.31am. it's quiet.
literally. figuratively.
why?
y'know what. a blog's a diary, but it's like keeping a diary without a lock, and leaving in on your desk in class. safe? nah, i don't think so.
these thoughts, they're staying in my head.
i might write it down, yes.
but they're for my eyes only
heh, go figure.
t'day was rather... weird. really,
can't think of another word.
i hoped,
but nah.
not yet. (i think)
despite my hiatus from taking up space and producing e-waste,
i actually have stuff to post. (from a while back)
but i'm lazy. bite me.
Lucifer's playing while i type this. LOL
i hate being a second-rate version of myself, seriously.
but i guess that's why i never make it to the top,
'cause it's not like i do much to improve the situation.
and who's fault is that?
Sunday, September 5, 2010
Gifts from the Heart... INSPIRE (:
good job to the OT, it was a really nice concert, and i enjoyed every item! (though some more than others hehe :P)
BUT OMG THE DANCERS + CHOREOGRAPHY WERE DAMN COOL.
QUITE A FEW HOT/SEXAYYE GUY DANCERSSSS... of course, i'm referring to their dancing. LOL. cute singer also got ^^
man, i sound so superficial and blonde. hurhur xp
and of course, another group photo! but still not full strength aww..
*stoically ignores certain comments and likes*
~scandalous pair with all your manywordsquishedintoone-type problems XD
BUT OMG THE DANCERS + CHOREOGRAPHY WERE DAMN COOL.
QUITE A FEW HOT/SEXAYYE GUY DANCERSSSS... of course, i'm referring to their dancing. LOL. cute singer also got ^^
man, i sound so superficial and blonde. hurhur xp
and of course, another group photo! but still not full strength aww..
*stoically ignores certain comments and likes*
~scandalous pair with all your manywordsquishedintoone-type problems XD
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