Friday, May 8, 2009

Don’t think I’ll confess.
Why would I confess that I...
Don’t think I’ll deny.
(Don't think i'll deny)
Why would I deny that I...
Don’t be so hard on yourself,
You won’t get better till you’re worse.
Yeah, you send a little smile my way.
And don’t be so hard on yourself.
You won’t get better till you’re worse.
Yeah, you send a little love my way.
Every second I spend waiting,
Drags me closer to this grave.
I’m not alone.
No, I’m just on my own.
And I...
It's a little cold outside.
Ooh, Ooh.

I am so lazy to type long sentences. i am uninspired and i dont know what to write. i wish i could write abt human trafficking and the big bang theory but i have to read up on them. which i am planning to soon+/-

FIN.

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