You, you came by from work tired and drained and your body was sticky from all the perspiration.
I went through assload of contemplations but eventually decided to help you with your smiley.
Everything was stiff, you complaint so much despite the fact that I was really trying my best to be gentle.
Puny metal balls and my ginormous fingers don't work well together and it wasn't like as if it was on purpose!
And you are one fucking stubborn boy. I told you not to play with the stud with your tongue so many times but you still did.
You ate the mushroom soup I made for you and you were saying something like Sha I love you and your mushroom soup...
I couldn't remember why I wasn't really listening to you.
Then you said you had to go off already and you realised that some kid meddled with one of your bike's sideview mirrors.
Your face went all yucky and I felt super bad for you and I hugged you goodbye hoping that we'd talk on the phone later on so that I wouldn't miss you so much.
I watched LA Ink and watched like 10 different The Way I Am covers on Youtube for a very good reason.
All I wanted was three minutes of your time so that I could sing you a song telling you how much you mean to me.
And hoped you'd feel better but all you cared about was trying to find out what was wrong with your psp cos it bloody died on you?
I dislike it when you always think its funny to interrupt me whenever I feel like singing. Its demoralizing and its just as good as yelling shut the fuck up to my face.
I honestly don't get it but I'm sorry anyway, maybe it's just me. I think too much, over-analyse too much and obviously care too much.
Remember to stay away from seafood especially prawns for a week and please know that I'm awfully mad about you.
I went through assload of contemplations but eventually decided to help you with your smiley.
Everything was stiff, you complaint so much despite the fact that I was really trying my best to be gentle.
Puny metal balls and my ginormous fingers don't work well together and it wasn't like as if it was on purpose!
And you are one fucking stubborn boy. I told you not to play with the stud with your tongue so many times but you still did.
You ate the mushroom soup I made for you and you were saying something like Sha I love you and your mushroom soup...
I couldn't remember why I wasn't really listening to you.
Then you said you had to go off already and you realised that some kid meddled with one of your bike's sideview mirrors.
Your face went all yucky and I felt super bad for you and I hugged you goodbye hoping that we'd talk on the phone later on so that I wouldn't miss you so much.
I watched LA Ink and watched like 10 different The Way I Am covers on Youtube for a very good reason.
All I wanted was three minutes of your time so that I could sing you a song telling you how much you mean to me.
And hoped you'd feel better but all you cared about was trying to find out what was wrong with your psp cos it bloody died on you?
I dislike it when you always think its funny to interrupt me whenever I feel like singing. Its demoralizing and its just as good as yelling shut the fuck up to my face.
I honestly don't get it but I'm sorry anyway, maybe it's just me. I think too much, over-analyse too much and obviously care too much.
Remember to stay away from seafood especially prawns for a week and please know that I'm awfully mad about you.
Watch out for 1:46/2:17 and you'll instantly smile. I know you know.
9 comments:
Omg you helped him pierce smiley? Yeah I get the ball part, Michelle was like pulling and pulling (or at least it felt like pulling) when she tried to put the ball on. And then I was bleeding out of the gums like some glamourous gothic king.
Anyway all will be fine and dandy because smilies heal the best :)
yeaaaah :(
hope when it heals, it'd be straight.
I hope you guys are okay
Crooked also nevermind lah. It will be straighter when the swelling dies down. E.g. mine :)
to anonymous: never been better
to ly: ya its still swelling hahaha, poor him
It's way too late
To be this locked inside ourselves
The trouble is that
You're in love with someone else
It should be me
Oh it should be me
you're not the only one who knows c'mere by interpol and who the hell are you -.-
omgosh the song i love~
i keep replaying it over and over again
sang along with it too~
awesome much :)
hey haha yes i love ingrid too. her songs are amazing right? hi five! :)
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