my turning point.

one, two, three, four
tell me that you love me more
sleepless, long nights
that was what my youth was for
oh teenage hope arrive at your door
left you with nothing
but they want some more

you're changing your heart.

Wednesday, April 09, 2008

i hate it when i have lots of ideas brewing in my head, but when i open my mouth to share my ideas it comes out sounding like complete jibberish. i'm just completely incapable of voicing out what i want to say because there are too many things going through my head that i just can't speak in proper sentences.

but that's not all, that's not all.

i hate it when i do not think before i speak. i wind up saying the most insensitive and stupid things that anyone could possibly fathom.

okay so i think we can all conclude that i am just completely incapable of TALKING.

nuff said.

pau

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