a friend has just told me about a doctors note she saw today. it said ‘the patient is obese due to the death of her puppy’. when asked about it, she turned around and said ‘it wasn’t my puppy, it was my budgie’. Really does it make a difference?
:: your the book that i have opened, and now i need to know much more
:: each frozen hour has its cost, but every heated minute more than makes a mends
:: we kissed like we invented it
:: all through the day and all through the night, keeping my head above water, i'm not giving up yet
:: coming out of my cage and i've been doing just fine
:: highness, how can you blame me, when you play me off against your other lovers
:: i'm not a saint, but i'm not a sinner, and everythings cool as long as i'm getting thinner
:: you scared about being alone, cos i am, i'm lost without you
:: don't waste your time on me, you're already the voice inside my head
:: dr jekyll is wrestling hyde, for my pride
:: so why don't we go, somewhere only we know
:: i'm not in love, i just want to be touched
:: here i go again, how can i resist you
banksy in bristol
london baby...
what can i say...i'm mid twenties (well, late but whos counting) who has only just started to get into this blog stuff! i'm still learning but tend to break it all the time, so it's lucky that i have a yoda to back me up | for my day job, i'm an account manager for a marketing firm, which sounds a lot more glamorous than it actually is! | i am obsessed in music lyrics...
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