решила устроить разборку в своем столе...гм...скоко хлама...какие то тетради,записки...а эт оч интересная переписка...пожалуй не буду отправлять ее в помойку...обсуждение людей оч интересная вещь да и поржать моно,как нибудь опубликую)))вот так роясь,нашла тетрадку по биологии,полистала ее и наткнулась на одну работу...оказалось,что одного человека я знаю с 22 декабря,а не с февраля,как я раньше думала)))но тогда мне было как то пох есть он или нет его,в принципе как и ему.эт потом начали уже нормуль общатся)))
ща как дура сижу и пою для брата,он хороший слушатель,ему как то пох что сестра сошла с ума и терь начала петь,главное что поржать моно)))
She says she's no good with words but I'm worse
Barely stuttered out
A joke of a romantic stuck to my tongue
And weighed down with words too overdramatic
Tonight it's 'it cant get much worse'
Vs. 'no one should ever feel like..'

I'm two quarters and a heart down
And I don't want to forget how your voice sounds
These words are all I have so I write them
I need them just to get by.

Dance, Dance
We're falling apart to half time
Dance, Dance
And these are the lives you love to lead
Dance this is the way they'd look
If they knew how misery loved me

into bed with me)

You always fold just before you're found out
Drink up its last call
Last resort
But only the first mistake and I...

I'm two quarters and a heart down
And I don't want to forget how your voice sounds
These words are all I have so I write them
I need them just to get by

Why don't you show me a little bit of spine
You've been saving for his mattress (with love)

Dance, Dance
We're falling apart to half time
Dance, Dance
And these are the lives you love to lead
Dance this is the way they'd look
If they knew how misery loved me

Why don't you show me a little bit of spine?
You've been saving for his mattress (with love)
I only want sympathy in the form of you crawling into bed with me

Dance, Dance
Dance, Dance
Dance, Dance
Dance, Dance