ive got new songs, and they're playing softly, softly on my speakers.
im contented.

i like looking at girls in pretty dresses.
i like little critter books.
ive got wierd songs stuck in my head.
i like little critter books
i like looking at girls in pretty dresses.

there is always a point of time when you find yourself repeating things.

im more of a hello hugger, and she's more of a healing-the-soul kind of hugger
i said love is for the lovable.
you said love is for the brave
you're lovable, and im brave, arent we?

when i study too much,
i stick my head out of the window, and i cant get it back into the house.
when i draw too much,
i just fall asleep on my sketches and wake up with a black forehead.

im on a quest to save money, lots and lots of them.
till im so rich i can buy myself a cow.

im stuck between a new pair of specs, an acoustic, a keyboard, a beanbagchair or drum lessons.
maybe i'll just sacrifice the cow, and get all of them, just maybe.

my mother got excited over my prom night.
either that she wants to see me grow up so badly, or she wants to laugh at how hideous i would be in an odd frilly flowing dress.

i apologise for random thoughts, and incomplete sentences.
i was just taking a break.