After eagerly anticipating my turning of age since the beginning of the month, it seems like my birth anniversary arrived only for the briefest of moments. In a blink of an eye, we are now waiting for the next batch of birthdays to come. So after letting the disappointment permeate through my consciousness for a whole week, I have finally come to terms with such dire circumstances. Yet, one thought remains…
WHERE IS THE FREAKING 30gig WHITE iPod I WANTED FOR MY BIRTHDAY PRESENT?!
Don’t worry. There’s always next year. =P
Just make sure it comes with an extensive collection of alternative rock.
She wanted to be a cowboy She was shooting them down She was tramping around
He walked in crooked with the clear blue eyes "There's a nice pool in my motel - you want to go for a swim?" That night he moved in
The time between meeting and finally leaving is sometimes called falling in love The time between meeting and finally leaving is sometimes called falling in love
At night she'd wait for the sound of his feet on the doormat The sound of his hand on the doorknob The sound of her heart beating in her head He'd go out playing nickel slots ‘cause he knew he'd lose She didn't know, so she couldn't choose
But one night while sleeping alone in her bed The phone rang, she woke up, and sat up and said "What time is it? What time is it?" "Well it's 5:30 here and it's 2:30 there And I won't be home tonight," he said
The time between meeting and finally leaving is sometimes called falling in love The time between meeting and finally leaving is sometimes called falling in love
Now she sits in a booth in a diner Waiting for someone to take her order Waiting for someone to come and sit down
She rubs the smudge off the photograph, puts it back in her purse The grey sky was romantic cause he was holding her hand He was her man
The time between meeting and finally leaving is sometimes called falling in love The time between meeting and finally leaving is sometimes called falling in love Sometimes called falling in love…
She wanted to be a cowboy She was shooting them down She was tramping around
I used to love you now I don't care Now I turn around, you're everywhere So you can chew me up and spit me out You're just the little bitch I cared about
I know you can see me But you don't believe me I know that you're lonely Time will tell and time is hell
No sex or violence No morbid silence Forever sleeping You won't stop breathing
You hold me captive and it's not fair Progressed insanity is everywhere You need to love me but you kicked me out My head is wandering so knock me out
I keep my head afloat I'm drowning in The muddy water pulls me down again I used to love me but I hate me now I'm just a little bitch I cared about
