*feeling sad, but hopeful ( Read more... )

*playing on his acoustic guitar, sitting very close to Liz by her bed; he puts his heart and soul into the singing*

I give her all my love ( Read more... )

My bandmates have been here for a while, and we already played Chica Chica. Liz seemed to enjoy that song, so we played a few more of ours (which incidentally, is now available on CD!). Dean decided to take a small break because he said that his throat was bothering him, so I took over with singing a couple other songs. Liz was definitely staring ( Read more... )

*Picks up guitar, strumming it a bit, thinking...*

Again, waking up alone. *sighs* I thought they knew that it only makes me feel worse when they aren't near me right now?

*smacks forehead* Stop it, Simm. You're being a bloody ponce again.

*thinks of what to play, then finally strums, singing in a very mellow, endearing voice*

Help. I need ( Read more... )

*strums out a few chords from the song Chica Chica by his band Magic Alex for a while ( Read more... )

Last night really wore me out, and I wish it was because of sex ( Read more... )