aug 3
whatever.
to think is to cause problems.
i think too much.
about everything.
it holds me back.
I love this song
She puts her lips to a bottle of cola.
I watch the kiss and it turns me on.
It makes me feel as though I am helpless there is nothing else.
She grabs my wrist and leads me through streetlights.
And locks her door behind my back.
Relax, relax and let these taxes of your reflex act.
Sway, so sway. You know you taste so good.
This is the night you are the fire.
Come on, come on, come on.
Sway, so sway.
And we melt into the floor as one.
I grab her hips and pull her in closer.
I close my eyes and it turns her on.
We press our skin and, though it resists, oh I slip inside.
I feel her breath, it slides down my neck
Yeah, yeah, we sweat to the rhythm that we make.
Make love. Hate yourself. But, baby, I'm all yours, yeah.
Sway, so sway. You know you taste so good.
This is the night you are the fire.
Come on, come on, come on.
Sway, so sway.
And we melt into the floor as one.
Make tonight stay. (We turn around again.)
Stay tonight right here. (We turn around again.)
Make tonight stay. (We turn around again.)
Stay tonight right here. (We turn around)
We give it all, we all just fade away.
We give it all, we all just fade away.
We give it all, we all just fade away.
We give it all, we fade away.
sometimes i don't understand anything.
at all.
i feel like an exception to every rule.
different in every situation.
it was very nice to have things to do today.
really nice.
i guess i always say there's something missing... but there is.
i can't figure it out.
i want to be all about a career.
all about a job.
all about something.
but i can't ever find something to be all about.
i can never bring myself to be all about someone.
it's too werid for me.
if someone it too into me it totally scares me away.
either i don't want to work at it, or i'm just not in it.
i like the attention, but once I've had my fill I'm done.
sorry.
i hate that i'm like that. it makes everything difficult.
i'm better at being friends. it's just the way it is.
i can handle hooking up with a friend a lot better than trying to be with someone.
i guess i try to take the easy way out?
commitment... i would be good at, but i can't do it.
i'm so used to being so free willed to do what i want when i want, no one else's feelings envolved.
i am very capable of caring. I'm capable of being there... but I'm better at doing that for people who aren't so "attached" for lack of a better word.
friends... or people who don't care at all.
i'm all backwards & mixed up.
this is about 2 things that have nothing to do with each other.
i'd go in to detail. but it changes nothing.
i'm pretty happy. there's nothing horrible going on.
it's kinda blah.
i've been reflecting on my past.
my actions.
my tendencies.
posted by pink_blackbutterfly @ 2:10 AM
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