Zoomerang96
ONE love, blood, life
not quite sure how to put it...
but despite my best (and rather recent) efforts to abstain from liking her, the past few days have totally thrown a wrench into such thoughts.
the feeling i get from seeing her has only happened to me once with one other girl. there is no words to describe how unfathomably rock and or roll she trully is.
her style is unmatched by anyone. i dare anyone to look cooler.
shes rediculously quiet and shy but yet she doesnt cowar, she has friends but she isnt flashy. but shes one of my good friends first cousins so ive learnt she does open up...
now im in a delima. however you spell that, i really dont know or care at 1:30 in the morning.
heres where its at...
im getting dangerously close to recognizing inside of me that i must do something about this. she knows i like her, and one of the things she was curious about was "if i was funny."
am i funny? damn straight im funny. take for example...interference. noone is funnier than me right?
anyway, ya, ive never felt this pressure inside of me to simply ask her out spontanously. what a thought. what a fresh aspect to life she would bring to me.
im moving to europe next august. do i even bother asking her out? this is really starting to squeeze my insides in a knot... what do i do?
all i know is that she rules. and im not easily swayed. she makes me forget all of my shortcomings, which is really odd. i mean, usually when i (or anyone else for that matter, likely) see's someone beautiful they automatically feel inadequate. not this time. its really weird.
true love waits
i'll drown my beliefs
to have your babies
iI'll dress like your niece
and wash your swollen feet
just don't leave
don't leave
and true love waits
in haunted attics
and true love lives
on lollipops and crisps
just don't leave
don't leave
i'm not living, i'm just killing time
your tiny hands, your crazy-kitten smile
just don't leave
don't leave
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i may feel embarassed about this later on, but tonite the feeling inside is so powerful it's like i want the whole world to know how i feel, and it leaves me begging the question...
if im willing to tell the world, when will i be ready to tell her?
but despite my best (and rather recent) efforts to abstain from liking her, the past few days have totally thrown a wrench into such thoughts.
the feeling i get from seeing her has only happened to me once with one other girl. there is no words to describe how unfathomably rock and or roll she trully is.
her style is unmatched by anyone. i dare anyone to look cooler.
shes rediculously quiet and shy but yet she doesnt cowar, she has friends but she isnt flashy. but shes one of my good friends first cousins so ive learnt she does open up...
now im in a delima. however you spell that, i really dont know or care at 1:30 in the morning.
heres where its at...
im getting dangerously close to recognizing inside of me that i must do something about this. she knows i like her, and one of the things she was curious about was "if i was funny."
am i funny? damn straight im funny. take for example...interference. noone is funnier than me right?
anyway, ya, ive never felt this pressure inside of me to simply ask her out spontanously. what a thought. what a fresh aspect to life she would bring to me.
im moving to europe next august. do i even bother asking her out? this is really starting to squeeze my insides in a knot... what do i do?
all i know is that she rules. and im not easily swayed. she makes me forget all of my shortcomings, which is really odd. i mean, usually when i (or anyone else for that matter, likely) see's someone beautiful they automatically feel inadequate. not this time. its really weird.
true love waits
i'll drown my beliefs
to have your babies
iI'll dress like your niece
and wash your swollen feet
just don't leave
don't leave
and true love waits
in haunted attics
and true love lives
on lollipops and crisps
just don't leave
don't leave
i'm not living, i'm just killing time
your tiny hands, your crazy-kitten smile
just don't leave
don't leave
----
i may feel embarassed about this later on, but tonite the feeling inside is so powerful it's like i want the whole world to know how i feel, and it leaves me begging the question...
if im willing to tell the world, when will i be ready to tell her?