"there are many things id like to say to you but dont know how"
THis is where i bore you fucks,,cause the only thing i want to type up is words of songs that i absolutley love,,and wonder why only some men say them or think them , and those are the ones that get paid millions to do so,,ugh whats wrong with you men???? anyway if you dont want to read them , i suggest logging off of this now and wait for the next post where i say whatever............
Youre such a strange girl i think you come from another world
youre such a strange girl i really dont understand a word.
youre such a strange girl id like to shake you around and around
youre such a strange girl id like to turn you all upside down
youre such a strange girl the way you look like you do
youre such a strange girl i want to be with you
i think im falling,,i think im falling in,,i think im falling in love with you.........
(so romantic)
"yeah i know who you remind me of,,a girl i think i used to know, id see her when the days got colder, on the days when it felt like snow, you know i even think that she even stared like you,,she used to just stand there and stare,and roll her eyes right up to heaven and make like i just wasnt there.
and she used to fall down alot,the girl was always falling again and again, and i used to sometimes try to catch her, but never even caught her name.
sometimes we would spend the night, just rolling about on the floor,and i remember even though it felt soft at the time i always used to wake up sore. and ya know i think that she even smiled like you,she used to just stand there and smile, and her eyes would go all sorts of far away and stay like that for quit awhile.....
you want to know why i hate you? well ill try to explain, remember that day in paris when we wondered thru the rain,we promised to eachother that we would always think the same, and dreamed that dream to be two souls as one, we stopped just as the sun set and waited for the night,,,,
and in the road before us stood a weary grayish man, who held a child upon his back and a small boy by the hand the three of them were dressed in rags and thinner then air and all six eyes stared fixidly on you,,
the fathers eyes said beautiful,how beautiful you are, the boys eyes said how beautiful,she shimmers like a star,,the childs eyes uttered nothing but mute and utter joy. and it filled my heart with shamefulness at the way we are..
i turned to you to read my thoughts upon your face and gazed so deep into your eyes so beautiful and and strange till you spoke and told me understanding is a dream, I Hate these people staring make them go away from me..........
i just cant help thinking what youve done to me, youve put a wall of love and sorrow in front of me, and you think you know whats going on , you keep telling me that you are right and im am wrong, i dont care about you, and if you mess with me ill get rid of you,,,the picture you see is no portrait of me, its too real to be shown to someone i dont know, and its driving me wild , makes me act like a child you think i am crazy but what can i do? no you cant tell me whats going on, that i am weak while you are strong,what is it that makes your heart bleed? do you really know cause it doesnt show.....................
ok im done,,thats all i can remember in my head,,but for some reason i love those fucking songs,,i like music that is romantic and strange,why cant guys talk like that to you??why do they have to make stupid comments, or act like they dont feel anything? whats wrong with feeling something now and again thats not actually touching thier dicks? it doesnt seem so impossible that men are like us, somewhere in them there is a heart, one that stops when you do something that makes them go wow,but they dont show it, i dont understand why cant they just sit down and breathe for a second and think of whats standing in front of them and say something else besides something completley sexual, dont they know that if they did that they might have a better time with sexual stuff,,i mean they always say they cant figure us out,,well here it is boys,,SAY awesome stuff to us that doesnt involve us sucking your dick,,or touch us in a way that doesnt go straight to the point,,look in her eyes and see what she is trying to tell you,,feel her face, kiss her lips and tell her that she is beautiful and you are glad she is letting you make her feel good.......stupid asses
Youre such a strange girl i think you come from another world
youre such a strange girl i really dont understand a word.
youre such a strange girl id like to shake you around and around
youre such a strange girl id like to turn you all upside down
youre such a strange girl the way you look like you do
youre such a strange girl i want to be with you
i think im falling,,i think im falling in,,i think im falling in love with you.........
(so romantic)
"yeah i know who you remind me of,,a girl i think i used to know, id see her when the days got colder, on the days when it felt like snow, you know i even think that she even stared like you,,she used to just stand there and stare,and roll her eyes right up to heaven and make like i just wasnt there.
and she used to fall down alot,the girl was always falling again and again, and i used to sometimes try to catch her, but never even caught her name.
sometimes we would spend the night, just rolling about on the floor,and i remember even though it felt soft at the time i always used to wake up sore. and ya know i think that she even smiled like you,she used to just stand there and smile, and her eyes would go all sorts of far away and stay like that for quit awhile.....
you want to know why i hate you? well ill try to explain, remember that day in paris when we wondered thru the rain,we promised to eachother that we would always think the same, and dreamed that dream to be two souls as one, we stopped just as the sun set and waited for the night,,,,
and in the road before us stood a weary grayish man, who held a child upon his back and a small boy by the hand the three of them were dressed in rags and thinner then air and all six eyes stared fixidly on you,,
the fathers eyes said beautiful,how beautiful you are, the boys eyes said how beautiful,she shimmers like a star,,the childs eyes uttered nothing but mute and utter joy. and it filled my heart with shamefulness at the way we are..
i turned to you to read my thoughts upon your face and gazed so deep into your eyes so beautiful and and strange till you spoke and told me understanding is a dream, I Hate these people staring make them go away from me..........
i just cant help thinking what youve done to me, youve put a wall of love and sorrow in front of me, and you think you know whats going on , you keep telling me that you are right and im am wrong, i dont care about you, and if you mess with me ill get rid of you,,,the picture you see is no portrait of me, its too real to be shown to someone i dont know, and its driving me wild , makes me act like a child you think i am crazy but what can i do? no you cant tell me whats going on, that i am weak while you are strong,what is it that makes your heart bleed? do you really know cause it doesnt show.....................
ok im done,,thats all i can remember in my head,,but for some reason i love those fucking songs,,i like music that is romantic and strange,why cant guys talk like that to you??why do they have to make stupid comments, or act like they dont feel anything? whats wrong with feeling something now and again thats not actually touching thier dicks? it doesnt seem so impossible that men are like us, somewhere in them there is a heart, one that stops when you do something that makes them go wow,but they dont show it, i dont understand why cant they just sit down and breathe for a second and think of whats standing in front of them and say something else besides something completley sexual, dont they know that if they did that they might have a better time with sexual stuff,,i mean they always say they cant figure us out,,well here it is boys,,SAY awesome stuff to us that doesnt involve us sucking your dick,,or touch us in a way that doesnt go straight to the point,,look in her eyes and see what she is trying to tell you,,feel her face, kiss her lips and tell her that she is beautiful and you are glad she is letting you make her feel good.......stupid asses