it's that same phase i had when ingrid michaelson wouldn't stop playing on my then favourite thing ever before Eric, the green ipod nano. now, hardcore emailing, who knows you might get one too. i decide to stay in today, weather's too perfect to be out. do share your new favourites.

 Mr Writer, why don't you tell it like it is?
Why don't you tell it like it really is?

i've always been a dreamer, i had my head among the clouds, now that i'm coming down, won't you be my solid ground?

because you're special like breakfast with eggs. 

so i went to Astoria to get his mamalove this long plastic stalk of red rose. it's different because i've always bought her real roses but since plastic won't wilt, it would last forever and a day, just needs a little bit dusting on the petals. "i love you very much and later, i will miss you. don't forget aunty okay."

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we'll sail on the sun, we'll ride on the rain, and talk to the trees and worship the wind