i woke up today feeling daisy fresh, but only to find my myself picking and dwelling on old songs. happily, lazy-tired, after a night of harem style girl talk, with intelligent, lovely, world traveling, three syllable word-using, crafty ladies, i really cannot complain. it is my style to dwell on things unkind and yet natural.
I LOVE LOVE. ( i bet if i were a suicidegirl someone would buy me this perfume, no questions
)
......
Oh love of mine, would you condescend to help me
Cause I'm stupid and blind
Oh and desperation is the Devil's work, it is the folly of a boy's empty mind
Now I'm feeling dangerous, riding on city buses for a hobby is sad
Why don't you lead me to a living end
I promised that I'd entertain my crippled friend
My crippled friend
I gave myself to sin
I gave myself to Providence
And I've been there and back again
The state that I am in
oh!
gaijingeisha!!!!!
I LOVE LOVE. ( i bet if i were a suicidegirl someone would buy me this perfume, no questions

......
Oh love of mine, would you condescend to help me
Cause I'm stupid and blind
Oh and desperation is the Devil's work, it is the folly of a boy's empty mind
Now I'm feeling dangerous, riding on city buses for a hobby is sad
Why don't you lead me to a living end
I promised that I'd entertain my crippled friend
My crippled friend
I gave myself to sin
I gave myself to Providence
And I've been there and back again
The state that I am in
oh!
gaijingeisha!!!!!

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memorandom:
i love that song with a passion 

izabel:
What song is this? I must know. You must spill.