"should they kill me, your love will fill me as warm as the bullets."
music makes me feel better, when i can't breathe through my nose and my voice sounds all nasaly and gross.
i have like three songs i want to put on my space, i cant choose.
really two, as of right now. but i'm sure that number will increase as i listen to my itunes library.
i have an exaggerating problem. reallly. and thats not an exaggeration.
i am a habitual exaggerator. really. i can't help it. i know i'm doing it, yes. but it pops out before i can even tell the truth.
if its one, i say three. if its two, i say five. if its five, i say fifteen to twenty. it gets worse as the numbers get bigger.
is there medicine for this? (:
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