Sunday, February 28, 2010
Hurt
It hurts. Inside. Alot. I don't know what it is, but it hurts. I makes my lips turn downwards and my chest feel heavy. And I can't right. Or read. It won't go in. I feel like the I want to cry. I feel like I want sleep. I want to sleep and never wake up.
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Teleportation methods
Blue purple melodies
Running with elephants
Through all my endevouries
Polka polka poka dots
spotted round your head
make me oh so
fascinated.
Darling turn this way
one more time
and let me take you on the spin of your life
with my teleportetion methods
and blue purple melodies
and run with the elephaaaaants
through all my en-da-vou-ries!
Da da di do
da da di do
oh woah oooh oh.
Do a little dance
and make me quiver
with your stance
as you make do with
LANCE ALOT.
:D
Blue purple melodies
Running with elephants
Through all my endevouries
Polka polka poka dots
spotted round your head
make me oh so
fascinated.
Darling turn this way
one more time
and let me take you on the spin of your life
with my teleportetion methods
and blue purple melodies
and run with the elephaaaaants
through all my en-da-vou-ries!
Da da di do
da da di do
oh woah oooh oh.
Do a little dance
and make me quiver
with your stance
as you make do with
LANCE ALOT.
:D
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